<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505</id><updated>2011-09-27T16:23:22.283-05:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='Pearl Jam'/><category term='caps lock abuse'/><category term='axl rose'/><category term='lists'/><category term='soundgarden'/><category term='arrrgh'/><category term='boys'/><category term='art'/><category term='funny shit'/><category term='photos'/><category term='trends'/><category term='family'/><category term='gum'/><category term='to much caffene'/><category term='postive'/><category term='tv'/><category term='bad music'/><category term='pointless rant'/><category term='corporations'/><category term='rant'/><category term='friends'/><category term='humor'/><category term='weather'/><category term='free shit'/><category term='children'/><category term='victory'/><category term='Alice In Chains'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='diseases'/><category term='politics'/><category term='shit'/><category term='rants'/><category term='college'/><category term='music'/><category term='grades'/><category term='Chris Cornell'/><category term='school'/><category term='Grunge'/><category term='fuck the RIAA this is legal'/><category term='Drugs'/><category term='overachivers'/><category term='Pokemon'/><category term='Nirvana'/><category term='complaining'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='Memorials'/><category term='Dead People'/><category term='religion'/><category term='sexisim'/><title type='text'>Polexias complaining corner</title><subtitle type='html'>inside the mind of a bored adolescent</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-8626835204522513330</id><published>2010-05-16T11:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T11:04:25.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>updating this is becoming a bit of a hassle. Im not sure yet if i will continue updating, especially because i have been keeping a written journal sense like February. I might still use this occasionally though. I'll probably post pictures from New Orleans here in the next week or so. If anyone would like to continue stalking me they can go to my tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://peacefroggg.tumblr.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-8626835204522513330?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/8626835204522513330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=8626835204522513330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/8626835204522513330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/8626835204522513330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2010/05/updating-this-is-becoming-bit-of-hassle.html' title=''/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-879319253641581902</id><published>2010-03-18T17:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T18:11:50.805-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overachivers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Yayyyy its about time my grades start sucking.</title><content type='html'>Havn't blogged in a while....&lt;br /&gt;My grades suck now, and you know what? Thats fine. Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im failing science, because i was fucking sick and i cant make up all the fucking work right away. Well i could but im not dedicating my life to it. Im not even going to pretend to be like any of those little overachievers anymore, because even if i wanted to i couldn't keep up with them, so why should i pretend? I dont go to lunch anymore, i go to one of the art rooms, and its so much better, i dont have to listen to the same conversations about how hard physics is or how they are going to take 5 ap classes next year over and over again. One chick was complaining about being in honors history, instead of AP. Because shes taking AP math, science, English, and whatever fucking language she's in. Apparently thats not good enough. So by those standards im equivalent to a house fly with no legs that lives on a piece of dog shit. So i decided that hanging out with these kids next year will make me crazy, so i decided to find a new group of friends, its going pretty well, because i found people who are smart but not assholes about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what the sad thing is? Some people think our school is ghetto, because its not ALL rich white kids of CEOs, only about half. And the other towns in the area are about 80-98%  rich white kids of CEOs. Those people in those towns are fucking crazy. Like everyone is like that individual mentioned above with "only" 4 ap classes. Plus these kids use drugs like they are free samples of chocolates or something, because they have so much freakin money. These are the kinds of kids who have partys in their basements where everyone is on ecstasy and end up getting/giving a blow job, and their parents are upstairs and know whats going on and are just like "ohhhhh you crazy kids!" But anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, i'm in this group at school for depressed kids, and one was talking about how hard her life is, and it actually is a situation that is difficult, it wasnt just like "oh i lost my phone" but your supposed to like give support to peers and this other girl was like "oh well thats real life, your gonna have bosses worse then your teachers and you cant just ditch work cuz you gotta make money. No ones gonna take care of you in the real world." I dont know if its just me but i dont think that is very helpful. I was like "yeah but you have more control when your an adult" and the chick is like "hell no you have less". I mean she's probably right in most cases, but in some of these particular cases its not really true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of shit, so i will summarize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New musical obsession=The Doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New favorite class=This art history combo class im taking this semester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Site im currently addicted to= www.polyvore.com (totally stupid i know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shows i started watching (yes, just what i need, more tv)= Skins, Freaks and Geeks, My so called life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently made goal=Befriend the so called "burnouts" because they are not up their own asses like almost everyone else at my school, and they seem funny. Plus some of them dont even do drugs, they just hang out with people you do. (yes kids, those dare commercials you saw are PRETEND! you can be friends with someone who makes different choices then you and you are capable of  respecting one and others choices!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things i forgot i liked and remembered i liked again=The sound of birds chirping, Hippie dresses, yogurt covered raisins, incense, people with personalitys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-879319253641581902?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/879319253641581902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=879319253641581902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/879319253641581902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/879319253641581902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2010/03/yayyyy-its-about-time-my-grades-start.html' title='Yayyyy its about time my grades start sucking.'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-7258943441142700110</id><published>2010-01-19T17:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T17:55:41.418-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointless rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arrrgh'/><title type='text'>FML</title><content type='html'>I decided the pilgrims aren't worthy of my time, so i wont tell you guys about how they were assholes, because hardly anyone reads this and i need to get stuff out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays were good, i dont know why people always complain about them being stressful, i imagine most of those people dont go to school, use birth control or have jobs if thats the most stressful thing they can think of. You just buy shit for people and eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now its January which is the shittiest month next to september, maybe worse in fact. Even though the announcement of the Soundgarden reunion made it less horrible this is still the time of year i get angry and bored of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost my motivation in school. I have 4 Bs, 2 B-s and 1 A. Now that sounds good but the thing is the classes im getting the lower grades in are all fucking easy and i should be getting As. I hate those people who get pissed about getting a B and so im actually really confused right now, because now im kind of one of those people, but im also kind of not because those people are all honors, future AP, ivy league aspiring kids. I have a B in math, that is a problem because they put me in a fucking slow math class. Even though thats probably the highest grade in the class that pisses me off because it should be easy for me, because the class is fucking slow. But im just not doing it right. Then Science is easy, i should have taken honors, the only reason i didn't was because i thought this year would be hard and i didnt want to do the internship. English WAS easy because my teacher actually dosnt want us to become suicidal (until today at least) but of course the other person working on the project had to get sick and i have no fucking time left because we spent the last 2 weeks of english doing latin hw. Latin is fucked up because i am unorganized with it and lose everything. And health, health isn't even a real class so that means i should get an A, but i have a B. I guess i got a D on my anti drug project, i have not been explained on why but i am assuming it contained too many facts and not enough scare tactics and propaganda. I worked so fucking hard on that project to, over break actually. I was up til like 2 am the day before it was due and i actually put effort into it. I have had one project this year where my effort had actually payed off, i would have had 2 if english wasnt so fucked up. See the problem is that i need higher grades then most people with my train of thought think they need because of a few reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I dont like most people here so i dont do much after school, that apparently pisses colleges off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Peer pressure, fuck! people think peer pressure is all about drugs and shit. At this place i'd much rather have friends who are OCD about smoking weed then school. Its not direct, they are not like "wtf you are not in all honors what is wrong with you?" but its just like "oh i got reccomended for all AP, what about you guys? you didn't oh why not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I feel out of place is normal/slow level classes, im one of the only white kids normally. Im sorry if thats racist but its true, something about the culture here has white people all up their asses and snobby here. They are like OCD here. Now obviously i have nothing against non white people, its actually nice to be the only white kid sometimes because i think its cool being exposed to diversity, esspecially coming from a private school thats like 95% white/Asian. I just feel awkward. Also the people in regular/slow mostly dont care about school, probably because they are fucking kids who want to hang out with friends and have fun stuff like normal, functioning 15 year olds are supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though some of my friends arn't like all A students they are still taking like 4 AP classes because they are really fucking smart. I cant do that, i cant just go home and start hw and finish it even if it takes me 5 hours, i could last year but not any more. I dont know what the hell is wrong with me, i mean i know im just not school smart but its just like how can everyone else be so motivated and school smart and perfect? I went to a private middle school aren't i supposed to be in all honors like everyone else from the school was? Why cant i figure that shit out?  I get pissed off at my friends because i actually wish i could be like them and think they are smarter then me. Im not actually that pissed at them im just pissed at myself. I am so confused and i hate this school. I tried hanging out with not honors kids last year but they kind of just wanted to copy my HW. I mean i let them because thats how society in our school is, even though your not allowed to its like something everyone does and its rude not to. I just hate listening to people talk about how they got recommended for all AP when i'm probably not gonna even take a fucking AP class next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and to make things worse my spontaneous increasing interest in boys is killing me because im to insecure for dating, half of the boys in my grade havn't even finished fucking puberty and most of the ones who have are taken. Also most guys like stupid girls with weak personality's and no opinions and im sorry but not everyone can look like fucking megan fox belive me if i could i'd love to because then i'd have shit handed to me and i wouldn't have to worry about any of this shit. Although i'd obviously feel guilty for exploiting and others myself buts thats pretty much what society is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also my teacher decided to call my mom and now she wont even leave me alone because of this english project thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now thats out, good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-7258943441142700110?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/7258943441142700110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=7258943441142700110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/7258943441142700110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/7258943441142700110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2010/01/fml.html' title='FML'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-6011333686770934605</id><published>2009-11-25T13:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T13:10:28.995-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Viva student revolution!</title><content type='html'>At school we always have these stupid ass assemblies about something like how evil drugs are, how if you get stalked on the internet its your fault for using it, how cheating on tests is immoral, etc. They are loud, the sound quality is bad, they only let us sit in half of the place all squished together when the other half is completely empty. And 80% of the time is just the dean yelling at us. We had one last week, and i had a plan to sneak out with someone, at the last minute he backed out, thats fine, its none of my business if others go or not. I thought it could never hurt to just check if any doors were unlocked, and i ended up running into a group of kids looking for unlocked doors, i followed them for about five minutes until i heard a kid shouting "YES!" I ran out. And there were about 70 other kids, and probably another 100 at the other open door. It was cold and rainy outside but i ran for about 4 minutes, then when i felt safe i started walking home, but i went the wrong way....oops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up calling my mom for instructions, and the first thing she said was "when you ditch school it is customary not to call your mom asking for directions" turns out she was more mad at me for going the wrong way than ditching. I ended up in another town eventually, and i probably ended up walking at least 3 miles in total, but eventually i got home. Still before i would have if i stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what the best part was? we won this time. We, the students fucking won. Because so many parents were calling the school saying that their kids had doctors appointments during that time, and so many kids snuck out, and so many people wrote complaining about how pointless it was and so many people couldn't get everything organized that the school announced they will be discontinuing the assembles. Yes kids got in trouble and yes they are trying to track down the people who snuck out so they can get them in trouble, but in the long term we won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still cant believe the students actually fucking won.  &lt;img src="http://www.school-survival.net/forums/images/smilies/biggrin.gif" alt=":D" title=":D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No detentions or anything so far, but on the morning announcements the guy in charge of our school decided to take an extra 3 minutes or so to make us feel guilty. He was talking about how these were supposed to make our school better and special and so and so. And then he started going off topic and quoted Martin Luther King and some holocaust survivor who said something like "you don't know the privileges you have until they are taken away" and i thought that was totally inappropriate because the guy was obviously referring to basic human essentials like food and for him to bring up the holocaust to try to make us feel bad was offensive, especially considering our school has a significant Jewish population (im not sure about any statistics, but im guessing around 15-20% or so of the school is Jewish) and their grandparents or so could have been holocaust survivors. Now nobody listens to the morning announcements, but i did and i asked some other kids if they thought it was inappropriate and they said none of them really listened, so i asked some teachers to clarify what he said (they couldn't actually say what he said was stupid so i asked for clarification to bring the subject up) of course most of them said things like "i didn't hear, i was in the bathroom" but one teacher (special ed, go figure) did admit he thought it was a dumb time to bring that up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah my Mom is pretty understanding about me hating school and stuff, she knows i am a decent student and i dont ditch class and that i act appropriately when im challenging something so she wasn't to mad because she figured if it was important i wouldn't ditch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back in the next few days for me ranting about how the pilgrims were douche bags   &lt;img src="http://www.school-survival.net/forums/images/smilies/biggrin.gif" alt=":D" title=":D" /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-6011333686770934605?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/6011333686770934605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=6011333686770934605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/6011333686770934605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/6011333686770934605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/11/viva-student-revolution.html' title='Viva student revolution!'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-2522493765256653306</id><published>2009-11-01T14:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:26:49.666-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>I forgot i had this thing....</title><content type='html'>I forgot i had a blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what pisses me off? when homework sheets are all like "answer on a seperate sheet of paper" when there is plenty of room on the back or even at the bottom of the page. And then when you answer it on the back teachers get all pissed. I mean how wasteful is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i thought these where amusing, i dont know if they are real or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.funnyexamanswers.com/img2/pancakebunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 653px; height: 634px;" src="http://www.funnyexamanswers.com/img2/pancakebunny.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a1.vox.com/6a00d4142880b93c7f00d414258429685e-pi"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 513px; height: 800px;" src="http://a1.vox.com/6a00d4142880b93c7f00d414258429685e-pi" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://funnyexamanswers.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/batmaaaaaan-838x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 838px; height: 1024px;" src="http://funnyexamanswers.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/batmaaaaaan-838x1024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p61/Choob54/squareroot.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 659px;" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p61/Choob54/squareroot.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.ebaumsworld.com/mediaFiles/picture/319502/947446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 449px;" src="http://media.ebaumsworld.com/mediaFiles/picture/319502/947446.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.funnyexamanswers.com/img/sleptwithisboss%27wife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 471px; height: 103px;" src="http://www.funnyexamanswers.com/img/sleptwithisboss%27wife.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.funnyexamanswers.com/img2/ifailed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://www.funnyexamanswers.com/img2/ifailed.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-2522493765256653306?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/2522493765256653306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=2522493765256653306' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/2522493765256653306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/2522493765256653306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-forgot-i-had-this-thing.html' title='I forgot i had this thing....'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-1822149640216987281</id><published>2009-09-25T16:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T17:28:39.736-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>lots of stuff</title><content type='html'>My computer has been acting really strange lately, it keeps getting these viruses. My antivirus sucks so i cant remove some of them and it has like 300 cookies and is really slow.i got a new one but i have no idea how to set it up and i don't know how to get my itunes into it. My dad at least figured how to get this one temporarily working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life i am actually showing some interest in boys. I actually thought i was a lesbian for a while in 7th grade but then i realized i dont like chicks ether. Sadly the guys at my school are mostly douchy and some of them still havn't finished puberty (They are like 15 wtf is taking them so long). I dont think they like me either because when they act douchy i get irritated with them and i dont look like Megan Fox who is apparently like a shrine for teenage boys who are just starting to grow facial hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the rocker kids or the artsy kids are juniors and seniors and they smoke before and after school. I know this because when i take the bus i see a bunch of people with like ramones shirts and mohawks or guys with long hair smoking when i am walking to where to bus stops. My friend (or maybe i can refer to her as an ex friend because its impossible to keep in touch with people who you don't have classes/lunch with at my school because its so freaking big) hangs out with them even though she overdoes the whole skater thing, listens to normal pop music, and is convinced she can't wear skirts because it will make her unfeminist or something. I In a way i wish i was older but i am actually scared to death of Junior year with all the tests and stuff. The annoying thing is last year there were some cool sophomores and they told me they liked my AIC shirt and stuff but this year the kids are still like they where last year. I guess my grade is just boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently we are supposed to start thinking of colleges now which is strange because that is kind of supposed to be a junior year thing,actually last year they told us to think about in. If i remember right they actually asked me what college i want to go to in 7th grade and i was just like "WTF IM NOT EVEN IN HIGH SCHOOL YET!" i bet by the time my generation is having kids they will have have like a college and career guy at the ultrasound thingy saying like "Hmm, i think this looks like a Harvard baby. Ok next is baby #20194572, well this baby should definitely look into applying for university of Wisconsin. Ok and baby number #20194573, well i hate to break it to you ma'am but your baby looks kind of dim, at best he will be able to get into a community college." Its like everyone wants genious babys and you see all this advertisements for things like teaching a 2 year old how to read. My moms sisters were over a couple of months ago and they have like 2-11 year olds and they where like "Oh Laura are your kids on the honor role? Its like we havn't even gotten our my child is an honor student bumper stickers yet its ridiculous. Oh Julie i'm so glad your sending your kids to a catholic school because if they go to a public school they will do drugs and evil things like that." Honestly its so stupid. I feel like i am rebelling against my social class/suburban household just by typing "dont" instead of "don't".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i feel like typing. 3 day weekend this week so im going to clean out my backpack and go though useless junk i forgot i had in my room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-1822149640216987281?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/1822149640216987281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=1822149640216987281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/1822149640216987281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/1822149640216987281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/09/lots-of-stuff.html' title='lots of stuff'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-3249763498504069076</id><published>2009-09-05T13:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T14:22:46.721-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pearl Jam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice In Chains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Schools back</title><content type='html'>So far none of my teachers seem like complete douche bags actually. Of course you need to give them time before you decide. Its going ok so far, but i forgot my locker combination so i have to carry everything in my back pack and i look like a moron with it. I seem a little more comfortable with myself though, im not really scared of talking to people i don't know very well as much as i was last year. I really hate passing periods though because everyone is crashing into you and shoving you and stuff. That always makes me really nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i saw Pearl Jam on the 23rd, which was defiantly one of the best parts of my summer. I tryed to take videos but they looked like ants from where i was and the sound quality on my camera sucks. In fact it said to audio recordings on my ticket so i just did it to see if anyone noticed (no one did). But it was really fun and they where great. I also spend last weekend in Madison Wisconsin, which is defiantly one of the best places in the Midwest. I actually found a good cd store which had some stuff like Babes In Toyland and L7. Then the guy working at the place asked me if i remembered some video from like 1991. I guess i look 30 something to him, maybe its because i was wearing my glasses which makes me look more mature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i have decided i need to make another list. I dont know if anyone else gets this but you know that feeling when you hear a song that for some reason makes you like drop what your thinking about and your stomach just feels like its going to sink? Like they are normally sad songs but not always, that just suddenly change your mood. I am going to make a list of songs that do that to me because im stuck at my dads house and there is nothing better to do here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Am-Alice In Chains&lt;br /&gt;Backwater-Meat Puppets&lt;br /&gt;You know your Right-Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;Color Bars-Elliott Smith&lt;br /&gt;I believe in symmetry-Bright Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Pennyroyal Tea-Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Noose-Soundgarden&lt;br /&gt;Yellow Ledbetter-Pearl Jam&lt;br /&gt;Chloe Dancer/Crown of Thorns-Mother Love Bone&lt;br /&gt;Desecration Smile-Red Hot Chili Peppers&lt;br /&gt;Society-Eddie Vedder&lt;br /&gt;Nutshell-Alice In Chains&lt;br /&gt;Brother-Alice In Chains&lt;br /&gt;Long Gone Day-Mad Season&lt;br /&gt;A fond Farewell-Elliott Smith&lt;br /&gt;Sludge Factory- Alice In Chains&lt;br /&gt;Old Age-Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;Doll Parts-Hole&lt;br /&gt;No Ceiling-Eddie Vedder&lt;br /&gt;Man of Golden Words-Mother Love Bone&lt;br /&gt;Junk Bond Trader-Elliott Smith&lt;br /&gt;Got me Wrong-Alice In Chains&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly-Screaming Trees&lt;br /&gt;Losing my Religion-R.E.M&lt;br /&gt;St Ives Heaven-Elliott Smith&lt;br /&gt;It all Dies anyways-The Gits&lt;br /&gt;Pretty (Ugly Before)-Elliott Smith &lt;br /&gt;Stargazer-Mother Love Bone&lt;br /&gt;Over the Hills and Far Away-Led Zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;Galaxie-Blind Melon&lt;br /&gt;Angel in the Snow-Elliott Smith &lt;br /&gt;Dollar Bill-Screaming Trees&lt;br /&gt;Danny Callahan-Conor Oberst&lt;br /&gt;Coming Up Roses-Elliott Smith&lt;br /&gt;And the Wind Crys Mary-Jimi Hendrix&lt;br /&gt;Down in A Hole-Alice In Chains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are more but im forgetting them. So im just wondering if those songs do that to other people, or any songs for that matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-3249763498504069076?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/3249763498504069076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=3249763498504069076' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/3249763498504069076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/3249763498504069076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/09/schools-back.html' title='Schools back'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-4693335170861925875</id><published>2009-08-10T23:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:47:11.321-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postive'/><title type='text'>Umm, oh yeah LA</title><content type='html'>LA was pretty cool. I was actually not very into the idea of going there instead of Colorado because i thought it would be really smoggy and full of earthquakes, forest fires, and fake boobs. But it wasn't like that at all.Venice beach was the best. Its great people watching and people go walking around with no shoes on smoking pot freely (even though its technically illegal for non medical purposes.) California is so much more open, like here you cant even get marijuana for medical reasons and gay marriage wasnt even on the ballet or anything. I also find hills and stuff really pretty because we dont have many in the Midwest. We didn't stay very close to the coast so it was really hot. The day we got their it was like 106 degrees F, but the house had good AC (unlike ours, its either really hot or really cold in our house) and there was a pool in the backyard. The first day it was actually so hot that when the pool water splashed onto the cement it made a sizzling noise! Last time it got over 100 hot here for more then like 3 days like 600 people died, but thats because here it gets humid so it dosn't cool down at night (and it feels really gross when its hot out). And the really great part was there where literately no misquotes. In the midwest you can hardly go out from like 6-8:30 pm because of all the misquotes.But i guess its to dry for them there. The funny thing about California is there are health warnings everywhere though, they have these signs at all the restaurants that say "WARNING, FOOD SERVED HERE IS KNOWN TO CAUSE CANCER BY THE STATE OF CALIFORNIA" because i guess everything causes cancer there. In Hollywood there was a store that sold all band shirts and posters and i got a RHCP shirt and i think my family bought me a Alice In Chains poster for my birthday because they saw me looking at it and then my mom told me not to look at what they where buying. I also like my LA relatives more then most of my Illinois relatives, they are less loud and dont interrupt people as much. They also have more interesting storys about things like evil nuns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might post to pictures i took later if i remember, but i do think i put some of them on flickr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-4693335170861925875?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/4693335170861925875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=4693335170861925875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/4693335170861925875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/4693335170861925875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/08/umm-oh-yeah-la.html' title='Umm, oh yeah LA'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-4258619954296940325</id><published>2009-07-28T00:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T00:16:36.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>I am writing this in advance.</title><content type='html'>Long time no post. I just got back from LA, Venice beach is awesome! i will write more about that later but when i was making lemonade at 10:30 (i forgot colbert was on, damn time zones)i had the sudden urge to write this. Basically, my school has these things called "formal presentations" where a large amount of your grade (20% i think?) depends on if you are dressed "formally". And that pisses me off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I will not be dressing up for the next “formal presentation” &lt;br /&gt;I will give this to the teacher next time we have a “formal presentation” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear future teacher,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all I would like to thank you for reading this. A lot of teachers don’t seem to communicate effectively with their students or listen to the suggestions or concerns of their students. I know some teachers probably wouldn’t read something a student wrote explaining why they did not follow a rule. That being said, I am aware that this is a school with no exceptions to the rules. This is a school where a student not doing his or her homework because she or he doesn’t feel like it and a student not doing their homework because their younger sibling got hurt and needs to be taken to a doctor. Do I think that is fair? Of course not, it disgusts me, and if I had been in that situation I would also be attempting to explain it to you. (But luckily I am in a situation where no one I am supposed to be looking out for is in need of immediate medical attention.) Therefore, I do not expect you to give me the points I would have gotten for dressing formally. I just want you to understand that I am not doing this because I am lazy or attempting to be disrespectful, I am doing this because I want to express my views on this. I would also like to inform you that I am writing this in July, before I know who my teachers will be. This is because I find it to be easier for me to write this before I know my teacher, to help avoid feeling guilty, nervous, uncomfortable, or bothersome while writing it. I am not even sure if I will be required to dress formally for a presentation, but I am assuming so because I was told by my freshman English teacher that we will be having formal presentations for all of high school. Now that all of this has been explained I am going to get to the reasons why I didn’t dress up.&lt;br /&gt;The first reason is that it is simply unfair for students who have families that are struggling economically. If students do not own clothing that meet your description of “formal clothes” they will have to buy new clothes. As you probably know we do have a significant amount of families living here that are under the poverty line, and many of the students here are eligible for a free or reduced priced lunch. If students can hardly afford food how do you expect them to be able to gather enough money to buy new clothes? Assignments like formal presentations are a large reason for “the achievement gap.” Students of all economic backgrounds should be given equal opportunity. When I brought this up to a teacher last year I was told if I can afford the clothes then I shouldn’t worry about it, but as someone who personally can afford it I feel like it is unfair for me to be given a better grade because of that.&lt;br /&gt;The second reason I dislike the idea of students being graded on if their clothes are “formal” or not is because you are giving students points based on their appearance. Are teenagers not already too consumed with the way they dress? I understand that students sometimes where clothing that would be distracting. It is reasonable for a teacher to not want his or her students giving a presentation in a shirt with a sexually suggestive image or a gun printed on the shirt. But for us to not even be able to where some non ripped, appropriately fitted jeans is ridicules (I am aware that I do where ripped jeans and unfitted shirts to school, but I was using that as an example.) If students are to concerned about their appearance they will have trouble concentrating on the actual presentation. It also sends out a materialistic message to students. Is society already not materialistic enough?&lt;br /&gt;There are other reasons I dislike the idea of formal presentations, but those are the main two I wanted to express. Once again I am not doing this because I am to lazy to dress up or because I want to be disrespectful. I typically play along with the school system, I normally do my homework, I study for tests, etc. I do this instead of things relevant to my personal interests, which include music, art, social issues, and many other things that go deeper then texting, shopping and cute boys. But I feel like grading kids on the way they dress is just really unnecessary. Anyways, I would like to thank you for reading this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-4258619954296940325?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/4258619954296940325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=4258619954296940325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/4258619954296940325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/4258619954296940325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-writing-this-in-advance.html' title='I am writing this in advance.'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-3596383634917706650</id><published>2009-07-05T17:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T17:28:59.337-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Cause I heard it in the wind,And I saw it in the sky,And I thought it was the end,And I thought it was the 4th of July.</title><content type='html'>All my friends from school that i like to hang out with (that only being like 3 people)are in summerschool. I need to talk to someone. Yesterday we had a 4th of july party and my mom invited people i don't know which i hate, she always does that. My friends actually came though, mostly just because she is friends with some of their parents. But one of my friends wanted to play with the little neighbor kiddies because they are cute so i had to explain to them why the balls (no not those kinds of balls) had tape with names of celebertys on them. See last year my friends and i named them and raced them down the slide. Jon Stewert was the winner of all the races but my friend kept saying it was johnny depp. So instead of playing with fingerpaint or whatever your supposed to do with children we read the name tags to them and so it ended up being like "Thats Eddie Vedder, Thats Axl Rose, Thats Bush, Thats Stephen Colbert" so now the little kids know how to say Eddie Vedder. It also rained during the parade and i was cold as hell. My brother kept verbally harassing all the people in the parade, like these people had those smelly old cars and he was like "THATS BAD FOR THE ENVIROMENT YOU STUPID BUNGHOLES" did i mention he uses the word bunghole a lot? (He repeats everything from tv. He also likes to sing "Black Hole Sun" now. Even though he hates music, he only listenes to anime theme songs that are annoying as hell. He is probably going to grow up to be one of those weird anime nerds who watches like anime porn.) The republicans and democrats always go in the parade and the republicans are mostly really old. The democrats where not here this time, probably because of the rain (the old republicans had a bus). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also people would leave the door open during the party so we have tons of bugs now, mice probably got back in to. I have tons of bugbites all over me. My moms friends are to carefree to notice that bugs will eat us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im having my realitives over for dinner again, but mostly only the annoying ones who dont let us discuss the outside world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-3596383634917706650?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/3596383634917706650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=3596383634917706650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/3596383634917706650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/3596383634917706650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/07/cause-i-heard-it-in-windand-i-saw-it-in.html' title='Cause I heard it in the wind,And I saw it in the sky,And I thought it was the end,And I thought it was the 4th of July.'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-5380337654405206616</id><published>2009-06-26T12:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T17:27:47.314-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pokemon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dead People'/><title type='text'>Mice, Pokemon, and Michael Jackson.</title><content type='html'>A few days ago i found a mouse in my bathroom and i screamed and my mom and brother and I tryed to get rid of it. But then the mouse walked up near me and i was like "AH NO DONT KILL IT IT'S SOOOOO CUTE!" So we trapped it under and garbage can and it eventually died. The next day my brother kept saying he saw more so we brought my neighbors cat to our house to kill them, the cat was here for two hours and he was more interested in playing with my keys than killing mice so i picked him up and started walking to the door. And then guess what was near the door? A mouse. So i let him chase it and he seemed to think it was a toy, he kept putting it in his mouth, spitting it out, and chasing it and catching it again. Eventually we trapped it under a container and the cat kept trying to get to it. He didn't want to go back home and clawed to the carpet when we tryed to pull him off because he liked watching the mouse. I think he scared them all away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my brothers old gameboy and he let me start a new pokemon game. I am in the hoeen reagon for this game and the starter pokemon are Torchic, Treeko, and Mudkip. I wanted to get a torchic because they are my favorite but my brother made me get a mudkip for some dumb reason. Mudkips are cool to though, for all of you with lack of pokemon knowledge these are the 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudkip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SkUFZ9QnA6I/AAAAAAAAASg/xauyNVEWU58/s1600-h/180px-Brock%27sMudkip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SkUFZ9QnA6I/AAAAAAAAASg/xauyNVEWU58/s320/180px-Brock%27sMudkip.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351689675698799522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torchic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SkUFmWLZ99I/AAAAAAAAASo/g9ighm4k95I/s1600-h/torchic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SkUFmWLZ99I/AAAAAAAAASo/g9ighm4k95I/s320/torchic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351689888546289618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treeko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SkUFvI6aYXI/AAAAAAAAASw/66uj718gKIY/s1600-h/180px-Treecko-anime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SkUFvI6aYXI/AAAAAAAAASw/66uj718gKIY/s320/180px-Treecko-anime.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351690039604175218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also if you hate Pokemon it is most likely because of the dumbass character Ash. He makes simple situations very complex and he is crap at catching and raising Pokemon and is obviously a fraud because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. His pokemon know more then four attacks&lt;br /&gt;B. His pokemon evolve in the middle of a battle&lt;br /&gt;C. His Pikachus electric attacks effect rock pokemon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact if Ash Didn't have his pervert friend who is obviously a weirdo for hanging out with children all the time to help him he would probably be dead. Also Misty is way cooler then all ashes other girlfriends and the show has sucked sense they got rid of her. Team rocket should also win something for there determination. And Pikachu is a fat yellow wombat that Ash has enslaved. Speaking of wombats, apparently they got caused crop circles in Tasmania or something because they were eating the poppys grown and getting high and running around in circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also RIP to Michael Jackson, although i cant say i was ever a fan and during my lifetime he has been known as a creep rather then a pop star. But he was talented.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-5380337654405206616?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/5380337654405206616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=5380337654405206616' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/5380337654405206616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/5380337654405206616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/06/mice-pokemon-and-michael-jackson.html' title='Mice, Pokemon, and Michael Jackson.'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SkUFZ9QnA6I/AAAAAAAAASg/xauyNVEWU58/s72-c/180px-Brock%27sMudkip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-1916547156067858737</id><published>2009-06-11T19:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:02:02.799-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuck the RIAA this is legal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>In attempt to keep music alive</title><content type='html'>Now that a few people actually read my blog I feel the need to share some free downloads from a few sites. These are legal and i have never got any spyware from them (i'd still scan for virus's just in case, i cant be 100% sure). Most of these are newer realises from 80s/90s alternative bands but a few are modern bands that don't suck. This took me a few hours to find these songs so dont expect for me to do this a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebadoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aolradio.podcast.aol.com/aolmusic/mp3s/sebadoh_soul-and-firea-coustic-demo.mp3"&gt;Download: &amp;#39;Soul And Fire&amp;#39; (Acoustic Demo) (MP3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudhoney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aolradio.podcast.aol.com/aolmusic/mp3s/mudhoney_In_Now.mp3"&gt;Download: &amp;#39;I&amp;#39;m Now&amp;#39; (MP3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rancid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aolradio.podcast.aol.com/aolmusic/mp3s/Rancid_Last_One_To_Die.mp3"&gt;Download: &amp;#39;Last One to Die&amp;#39; (MP3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foo Fighters (Arcade Fire cover)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stereogum.com/mp3/Foo%20Fighters%20-%20Keep%20The%20Car%20Running.mp3"&gt;Keep The Car Running&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucked Up (modern band but still pretty good, punk rock sound)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stereogum.com/mp3/Fucked%20Up%20-%20No%20Epiphany.mp3"&gt;No Epiphany&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stereogum.com/mp3/Fucked%20Up%20-%20Crusades.mp3"&gt;Crusades&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stereogum.com/mp3/Fucked%20Up%20-%20David%20Comes%20To%20Life.mp3"&gt;David Comes To Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stereogum.com/mp3/Fucked%20Up%20-%20Twice%20Born.mp3"&gt;Twice Born&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letters to Cleo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stereogum.com/mp3/Letters%20To%20Cleo%20-%20Awake.mp3"&gt;Awake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stereogum.com/mp3/Letters%20To%20Cleo%20-%20Here%20%26%20Now.mp3"&gt;Here &amp;amp; Now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay Reatard (Once again newer artist but still good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stereogum.com/mp3/Jay%20Reatard%20-%20It%20Ain&amp;#39;t%20Gonna%20Save%20Me.mp3"&gt;It Ain&amp;#39;t Gonna Save Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meat Puppets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stereogum.com/mp3/Meat%20Puppets%20-%20Disappear.mp3"&gt;Disappear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stereogum.com/mp3/Meat%20Puppets%20-%20Rotten%20Shame.mp3"&gt;Rotten Shame&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine Inch Nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Nine+Inch+Nails"&gt;Nine Inch Nails&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Kitten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aolradio.podcast.aol.com/aolmusic/mp3s/free_kitten_seasick.mp3"&gt;Download: &amp;#39;Seasick&amp;#39; (MP3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinosaur Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stereogum.com/mp3/Dinosaur%20Jr%20-%20I%20Want%20You%20To%20Know.mp3"&gt;I Want You To Know&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed Jeans (band that kind of sounds like Flipper/Early Nirvana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stereogum.com/mp3/Pissed%20Jeans%20-%20People%20Person.mp3"&gt;People Person&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stereogum.com/mp3/Pissed%20Jeans%20-%20I&amp;#39;ve%20Still%20Got%20You%20(Ice%20Cream).mp3"&gt;I&amp;#39;ve Still Got You (Ice Cream)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonic Youth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stereogum.com/mp3/Sonic%20Youth%20-%20Sacred%20Trickster.mp3"&gt;Sacred Trickster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Breeders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stereogum.com/mp3/The%20Breeders%20-%20Fate%20To%20Fatal.mp3"&gt;Fate To Fatal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stereogum.com/mp3/The%20Breeders%20-%20Bang%20On.mp3"&gt;Bang On&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-1916547156067858737?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/1916547156067858737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=1916547156067858737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/1916547156067858737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/1916547156067858737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-attempt-to-keep-music-alive.html' title='In attempt to keep music alive'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-4009026705344998142</id><published>2009-06-06T23:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:07:10.990-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Things i should do this summer</title><content type='html'>Because the children at camp are always evil and because i dont feel like taking any courses over the summer this year i will have to do things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will edit this list a lot but this is just to remind me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Clean my room&lt;br /&gt;[]Go to thrift stores and buy new stuff because my cloths are getting warn out&lt;br /&gt;[]Experament with art styles other then psycedelic&lt;br /&gt;[]Learn to play the bass guitar decently&lt;br /&gt;[]break the habit of pulling my hair out when im nervous&lt;br /&gt;[]take a ceramics class outside of school&lt;br /&gt;[]Make one of those model kind things of some land scape or something &lt;br /&gt;[]enjoy the outdoors&lt;br /&gt;[]start exsercising regularly&lt;br /&gt;[]take more weird photos of demented dolls and shit&lt;br /&gt;[]dumpster dive (paying for stuff sucks)&lt;br /&gt;[]Volenteer at a soup kitchen&lt;br /&gt;Learn Basic knowlige of...&lt;br /&gt;[]Hip Hop (way back when in the 80s/90s hip hop actually had meaning to it)&lt;br /&gt;[]Reagge Music (it sounds summery)&lt;br /&gt;[]Blues/early rock and roll&lt;br /&gt;[]Surreal art&lt;br /&gt;[]Social skills/not making an ass out of myself&lt;br /&gt;Advance my knowlige in...&lt;br /&gt;[]Getting free music (Sorry Lars, but your already a millionaire)&lt;br /&gt;[]Classic rock&lt;br /&gt;[]punk rock&lt;br /&gt;[]metal&lt;br /&gt;[]modern music that dosn't suck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-4009026705344998142?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/4009026705344998142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=4009026705344998142' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/4009026705344998142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/4009026705344998142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-i-should-do-this-summer.html' title='Things i should do this summer'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-4915135407160179017</id><published>2009-06-02T19:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:11:10.606-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Cornell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corporations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pearl Jam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Pearl Jam is the last band i thought would do this.</title><content type='html'>http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20090602/music_nm/us_pearljam_1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe this, am i reading this wrong? How can Pearl Jam be in an ad for a big corporation? I mean they just said they are gonna release their new album independently, so i assumed they were on the anti corporate road, and now this. I mean ok i can understand why they would want to get their music "out there" but honestly, this really upsets me. These are the guys who sued and boycotted ticketmaster even though it ruined their career for a few years, these are the guys who refused to make music videos. Now this, this just goes against what they stand for. I always had so much faith in them not doing the same thing as Chris Cornell. I have always thought "Eddie may be preachy and have way to many rants onstage about politics,but at least we know they wont kiss corporate ass". I mean i could imagine a lot of bands doing this, but this is upsetting to me, just because it goes against everything they stand for. And now I'm scared, what if they do take the Chris Cornell path? Someone please tell me that this is a joke, someone please tell me i am reading this wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-4915135407160179017?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/4915135407160179017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=4915135407160179017' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/4915135407160179017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/4915135407160179017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/06/pearl-jam-is-last-band-i-thought-would.html' title='Pearl Jam is the last band i thought would do this.'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-770751893129484330</id><published>2009-05-19T21:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:30:27.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Establishment..</title><content type='html'>Purpose of assignment: to get a good grade on this so then I can get into AP classes which looks good on college applications and not sleep or have any free time to pursue my own interests which the school system falsely assumes include smoking pot and having unprotected sex so then I can get into a “good” college not as in a good one for encouraging creative thought but one that costs a lot and gives tons of busy work so then after college I can get a good job which means not a job I enjoy but one that pays a lot so then I can make a lot of money and supposedly this will make me happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry that i didn't choose Woodrow Wilson (who was actually a white supremicist), Abraham Lincoln, Henry Ford or some establishment figure like that to write a paper on. I have a feeling they are going to give me a hard time about this. I would just rather write about a radical cokehead who tryed to use phycic powers to lift the pentagon, nominated a pig for president, and sent joints to random people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im so sorry if i forget something super important like a comma or adding an E to some word that has no good reason to include an E. I know that is much more important then the actual content of the paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i would also like to apoligise to socitey for my messy unevenly cut hair, non perkey personality, rejection of joining fads like twilight or scene kids, unpopularity, tendency to repet stuff, dislike of most modern mainstream music, stong opinions, uglyness, lack of charisma, obsession with grunge music, bad spelling skills, and hatered of what is most likely one of most people my ages favorite bands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just needed to get that out. Thank you and have a nice evening and enjoy the nice weather before the bugs invade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-770751893129484330?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/770751893129484330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=770751893129484330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/770751893129484330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/770751893129484330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/05/establishment.html' title='Establishment..'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-7704760552007010830</id><published>2009-05-14T18:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:42:42.861-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>I'd thought id post some of the creations i have made to prevent myself from dieing of bordom in class....</title><content type='html'>School trys to control your life by giving you homework to distract you from the possibility of independent or creative thinking which may lead to rebellion. The simple solution is to bring markers and paper to class and draw when teachers go on a rant. I have used schools boringness against it. I normally hate everything i do but i actually kind of like these....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://th00.deviantart.com/fs45/300W/i/2009/073/4/0/annoying__by_overyouimstanding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 422px;" src="http://th00.deviantart.com/fs45/300W/i/2009/073/4/0/annoying__by_overyouimstanding.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://th05.deviantart.com/fs45/300W/i/2009/130/b/e/Somewhat_disturbed_by_overyouimstanding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 435px;" src="http://th05.deviantart.com/fs45/300W/i/2009/130/b/e/Somewhat_disturbed_by_overyouimstanding.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://th05.deviantart.com/fs42/300W/i/2009/130/d/8/Confusion_by_overyouimstanding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 431px;" src="http://th05.deviantart.com/fs42/300W/i/2009/130/d/8/Confusion_by_overyouimstanding.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://th03.deviantart.com/fs40/300W/i/2009/052/5/9/just_like_me__only_beautiful_by_overyouimstanding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 422px;" src="http://th03.deviantart.com/fs40/300W/i/2009/052/5/9/just_like_me__only_beautiful_by_overyouimstanding.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://th03.deviantart.com/fs44/300W/i/2009/073/2/3/all_the_same_by_overyouimstanding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 290px;" src="http://th03.deviantart.com/fs44/300W/i/2009/073/2/3/all_the_same_by_overyouimstanding.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://th01.deviantart.com/fs42/300W/i/2009/130/2/7/Hand_by_overyouimstanding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 429px;" src="http://th01.deviantart.com/fs42/300W/i/2009/130/2/7/Hand_by_overyouimstanding.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://th06.deviantart.com/fs44/300W/i/2009/073/c/2/Again__by_overyouimstanding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 369px;" src="http://th06.deviantart.com/fs44/300W/i/2009/073/c/2/Again__by_overyouimstanding.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://th00.deviantart.com/fs44/300W/i/2009/130/6/0/colors_by_overyouimstanding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 438px;" src="http://th00.deviantart.com/fs44/300W/i/2009/130/6/0/colors_by_overyouimstanding.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://th03.deviantart.com/fs40/300W/i/2009/052/0/e/Wasted_my_youth_away_by_overyouimstanding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 271px;" src="http://th03.deviantart.com/fs40/300W/i/2009/052/0/e/Wasted_my_youth_away_by_overyouimstanding.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://th04.deviantart.com/fs44/300W/i/2009/073/d/b/breath_fire_by_overyouimstanding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 311px;" src="http://th04.deviantart.com/fs44/300W/i/2009/073/d/b/breath_fire_by_overyouimstanding.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post my demented dollhouse crime scene photos later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-7704760552007010830?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/7704760552007010830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=7704760552007010830' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/7704760552007010830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/7704760552007010830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/05/id-thought-id-post-some-of-creations-i.html' title='I&apos;d thought id post some of the creations i have made to prevent myself from dieing of bordom in class....'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-7385398284576060049</id><published>2009-05-13T18:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:42:25.786-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad music'/><title type='text'>Oh no, run for your lifes! Creed is Back!</title><content type='html'>Mega Mega bad news! Creed is reuniting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.fmqb.com/article.asp?id=1311450&amp;spid=1314&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats right everyones least favorite, Eddie Vedder copying, ultra shitty, post grunge "christians" are back to distroy the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if Creed opened for Nickelback? That would be like the worst show ever, like i'd rather eat the shit that comes out when you pop zits then go to that show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, GodSmack and Puddle of Mudd suck to. Get your own sound uncreative douchebags.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-7385398284576060049?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/7385398284576060049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=7385398284576060049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/7385398284576060049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/7385398284576060049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-no-run-for-your-lifes-creed-is-back.html' title='Oh no, run for your lifes! Creed is Back!'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-5355111830316925844</id><published>2009-05-10T11:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T11:22:09.927-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diseases'/><title type='text'>OMG OMG OMG OMG</title><content type='html'>OMG I AM GOING TO SEE PEARL JAM IN AUGUST OMG I ACTUALLY GOT TICKETS OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonic Youth and Green Day are also coming but thanks to ticketbastard i can only afford one of them. Ticketmaster is such a dick I mean convenience charges are probably as convenient as an ice cream truck falling on your head during a job interview. It also takes like 20 minutes for them to find tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT OMG I JUST BARLEY GOT THE TICKETS THEY ARE GOING TO LOOK LIKE ANTS FROM WERE I AM SITTING BUT I DONT CARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the swine flu is apparently going to kill us all. I actually know someone who had it but that person didn't die. WOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-5355111830316925844?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/5355111830316925844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=5355111830316925844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/5355111830316925844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/5355111830316925844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-omg-omg-omg.html' title='OMG OMG OMG OMG'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-4966874222811525888</id><published>2009-04-09T20:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:51:30.821-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grunge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Grunge is dead</title><content type='html'>I got this new book called Grunge Is dead. It has interviews with like every grunge star alive, except for Chris Cornell because his balls dropped off. And Courtney Love because no one takes her seriously as a musician. But like other then that its great. I haven't actually read much of it yet though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in Wisconsin. In Wisconsin all the stores close at like 5. They also think they have to add meat to everything they serve in a restaurant. But on the brighter side there are more hills and stuff. Hills are cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest problem with being on vacation is that there is no food in the hotel room because your supposed to eat out. Funny thing is if we were to eat out any time anyone got hungry we'd just be living at the restaurant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off to read the book. I shall post details for the non exsisting people who read this blog later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-4966874222811525888?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/4966874222811525888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=4966874222811525888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/4966874222811525888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/4966874222811525888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/04/grunge-is-dead.html' title='Grunge is dead'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-5923259539736522706</id><published>2009-04-05T12:57:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T13:39:43.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nirvana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grunge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dead People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice In Chains'/><title type='text'>The day seattle died.</title><content type='html'>Most people with any knowledge in rock music know that today in 1994 Kurt Cobain died. And grunge fans know that today is the estimated day of Layne Staley’s death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj368a4i1I/AAAAAAAAAR4/uGw663lzo1M/s1600-h/cobain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj368a4i1I/AAAAAAAAAR4/uGw663lzo1M/s320/cobain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321275551761599314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kurt was found dead on April 8th 1994 in his greenhouse with a bullet to his head. Autopsy reports concluded Kurt died on the 5th. Kurt, who had battled drug addiction, other health issues, depression, and the pressures of being a rock star, death was ruled a suicide. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj4nK6TpII/AAAAAAAAASA/HUwQQKXNa7E/s1600-h/kurt45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj4nK6TpII/AAAAAAAAASA/HUwQQKXNa7E/s320/kurt45.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321276311565739138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although some fans believe he was murdered the chances are very slim because Kurt had previously attempted suicide in Rome about a month before and he had also discussed his suicidal urges in interviews and in song lyrics..&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj3jf3_syI/AAAAAAAAARg/M_iHfsNQnlA/s1600-h/1156440609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj3jf3_syI/AAAAAAAAARg/M_iHfsNQnlA/s320/1156440609.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321275148962083618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It should also be noted that most insurance companies do not pay for suicides. Cobain, like fellow rock stars Jimi Hendrix, Jim Morrison, and Janis Joplin was 27.The sound of Nirvana brought a revolutionary change to rock music and brought it back to the raw basics. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj4tNdQpuI/AAAAAAAAASI/pcjIJh32sPY/s1600-h/KurtCobain-Child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj4tNdQpuI/AAAAAAAAASI/pcjIJh32sPY/s320/KurtCobain-Child.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321276415328429794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nirvana, like most grunge bands was influenced by both punk rock and heavy metal. Nirvana helped bring grunge into the mainstream along with bands like Soundgarden and Alice In Chains. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj3yFf6q6I/AAAAAAAAARw/AnRZ7MOSSfk/s1600-h/nirvana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj3yFf6q6I/AAAAAAAAARw/AnRZ7MOSSfk/s320/nirvana.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321275399579806626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The primary influences of Nirvana included The Pixies, Sonic Youth, Mudhoney, Wipers, and Meat Puppets. Kurt Cobains cynical sense of humor and angry, yet gentile and artistic personality made him an unwilling spokesman for angst teens of generation X. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj3pDTJXGI/AAAAAAAAARo/ze3c0Uv26Yc/s1600-h/kurtcobain-6777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj3pDTJXGI/AAAAAAAAARo/ze3c0Uv26Yc/s320/kurtcobain-6777.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321275244370549858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/28JqQENMbeU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/28JqQENMbeU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8X7lmsqUpVg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8X7lmsqUpVg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj2GbeTuLI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/oXrrdOPHKEs/s1600-h/Staley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj2GbeTuLI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/oXrrdOPHKEs/s320/Staley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321273550052767922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perhaps more even tragic is Layne Staley of Alice In Chains, who was found dead two weeks after his estimated death on April 20th 2002. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj4z8k879I/AAAAAAAAASQ/9d5wnvmxob0/s1600-h/th_2333157060_381259585d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj4z8k879I/AAAAAAAAASQ/9d5wnvmxob0/s320/th_2333157060_381259585d_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321276531056373714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Staley was surrounded by drug paraphernalia and had battled with drug addiction for years. His death was estimated to be on the 5th. According to friends and family Layne had isolated himself due to his drug addiction to the point where one would throw rocks at his door and he still wouldn’t open it. The death of his former girlfriend Demri, &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj2503i-LI/AAAAAAAAARI/yPKr8geaWbU/s1600-h/12669330_122385475699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 111px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj2503i-LI/AAAAAAAAARI/yPKr8geaWbU/s320/12669330_122385475699.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321274433042839730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;who also died of drug related causes, in 1996 had hurt Layne beyond words. Laynes body was not discovered until an unidentified person placed a call with 911 to say "She hadn't heard from him in about two weeks”. After 1997 Layne hid from the spotlight probably due to his drug addiction. When he was found the 6 foot tall Staley weighted only 86 pounds because of malnourishment. In Layne’s last interview held in 2002 he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“"This fucking drug use is like the insulin a diabetic needs to survive," he said. "I'm not using drugs to get high like many people think. I know I made a big mistake when I started using this shit. It's a very difficult thing to explain.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also said that the pain from drug addiction is unbearable and that "I did crack and heroin for years. I never wanted to end my life this way. I know I have no chance. It's too late. I never wanted [the public's] thumbs' up about this fucking drug use.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj3NOOYhPI/AAAAAAAAARQ/UBwAByz1Nus/s1600-h/fdsadsads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj3NOOYhPI/AAAAAAAAARQ/UBwAByz1Nus/s320/fdsadsads.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321274766267024626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However it should be noted that the lady who interviewed him is actually full of bullshit so she may have twisted the words around. I know this because Layne’s family and friends all said her book was full of bullshit. Even if she made it up it is still known that Layne urged fans NOT to use heroin and said in a rolling stone interview that&lt;br /&gt; “I didn't want my fans to think that heroin was cool. But then I've had fans come up to me and give me the thumbs up, telling me they're high. That's exactly what I didn't want to happen."”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj5AvHDM-I/AAAAAAAAASY/sIfeTGsK2UM/s1600-h/jesus3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 129px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj5AvHDM-I/AAAAAAAAASY/sIfeTGsK2UM/s200/jesus3-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321276750779593698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alice in Chains provided a more metal influenced grunge sound then Nirvana. And while lumped into the grunge scene Alice In Chains considered themselves a metal band. Their most successful album Dirt had heavy guitar riffs but lyrics touching on very personal matters. Layne’s powerful voice made Alice In Chains’ music heavy yet beautiful. Layne was described by his friends as a caring and funny person.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj2Qwm0baI/AAAAAAAAARA/V2iJQh79pLA/s1600-h/aliceinchains--large-msg-1181451343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj2Qwm0baI/AAAAAAAAARA/V2iJQh79pLA/s320/aliceinchains--large-msg-1181451343.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321273727524302242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l9jX1KAKp78&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l9jX1KAKp78&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1fNcq0JoEY4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1fNcq0JoEY4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both artists provided an influential voice in what became grunge and the music of the early 90s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-5923259539736522706?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/5923259539736522706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=5923259539736522706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/5923259539736522706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/5923259539736522706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-seattle-died.html' title='The day seattle died.'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Sdj368a4i1I/AAAAAAAAAR4/uGw663lzo1M/s72-c/cobain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-5017160606449650434</id><published>2009-04-04T00:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:36:41.441-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Cornell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Screw you Lars...</title><content type='html'>One of the stupid things I hear a lot is that free online radio sites such as last.fm make the music industry loose cash. In reality I (and millions of others) have discovered many new artists due to last.fm. When I like a song I buy it on a cd or from itunes so I can have it on my ipod. So last.fm making people from some countries pay is going to have the music industry loose money. Here I have calculated about how much US dollars I have spent on music I found though last.fm. It may not be a lot but im sure most frequent users have the same experience as me. Here is an example of why music being made available freely helps everyone. The music fans, the artists, the itunes fat cats, the independent record stores, the fat cat chain stores etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babes in Toyland&lt;br /&gt;Songs Purchased-1&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-1.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blind Melon&lt;br /&gt;Songs Purchased-4&lt;br /&gt;Cds Purchased-1*&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-4.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butthole Surfers&lt;br /&gt;Songs Purchased-2&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-2.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desaparecidos&lt;br /&gt;Songs Purchased-5&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-5.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinosaur Jr.&lt;br /&gt;Songs Purchased-1&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-1.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie Vedder&lt;br /&gt;Cds Purchased-1^&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-13.00?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hole&lt;br /&gt;Cds Purchased-1*&lt;br /&gt;Songs purchased-9&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-9.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L7&lt;br /&gt;Songs Purchased-1&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-1.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad Season&lt;br /&gt;Songs Purchased-4&lt;br /&gt;Cds Purchased-1*&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-4.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meat Puppets&lt;br /&gt;Cds Purchased-1^&lt;br /&gt;Songs Purchased-6&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-25.00?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutemen&lt;br /&gt;Songs Purchased-3&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-3.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Love Bone&lt;br /&gt;Cds Purchased-1&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-10.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudhoney&lt;br /&gt;Cds Purchased-1&lt;br /&gt;Songs Purchased-5&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-21.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Drake&lt;br /&gt;Songs Purchased-5&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-5.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screaming Trees&lt;br /&gt;Cds Purchased-2*^&lt;br /&gt;Songs Purchased-3&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-13.00?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebadoh&lt;br /&gt;Cds Purchased-1^&lt;br /&gt;Songs Purchased-3&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-15.00?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonic Youth&lt;br /&gt;Cds Purchased-1^&lt;br /&gt;Songs Purchased-2&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-11.00?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soundgarden&lt;br /&gt;Cds Purchased-4*&lt;br /&gt;Songs Purchased-5&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-34.00?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vaselines&lt;br /&gt;Songs Purchased-3&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-3.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violent Femmes&lt;br /&gt;Cds Purchased-1^&lt;br /&gt;Songs Purchased-3&lt;br /&gt;Total Cost-14.00?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in total thanks to last fm I have…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought &lt;br /&gt;63 songs and one album from itunes &lt;br /&gt;Around Ten albums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent &lt;br /&gt;about 108.00 on albums&lt;br /&gt;About 75.00 of that money went to independent/local cd stores&lt;br /&gt;Spent about 73.60 on itunes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovered 20 new artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving the music industry in total 256.60 bucks more then I would without last.fm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And plan on buying at least six more full albums &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note-Total cost doesn’t include stuff I haven’t bought yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*These include songs/cds I am going to buy next time I see them at a store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?cost is estimated &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^bought from resale/local stores, multiple means I bought multiple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i would like to say fuck you to the folks in the RIAA, who control last fm, and Metallica (who do have some cool songs though, too bad they are losing cash because i cant play them on last fm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading my boring numbers,i honestly dont like numbers because frankly i feel there are to many of them. But i guess they work well when trying to get your point across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now on a lighter note look at this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.nin.com/pub/strobelight/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Cornell got OWNED by Trent Reznor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-5017160606449650434?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/5017160606449650434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=5017160606449650434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/5017160606449650434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/5017160606449650434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/04/screw-you-lars.html' title='Screw you Lars...'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-6248414251277279124</id><published>2009-03-20T23:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T00:41:08.225-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grunge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dead People'/><title type='text'>Lets take time to honor someone who isnt honored as much as they sould be.</title><content type='html'>On yesterdays date (ok two days ago its 12:30 am) in 1990 Mother Love Bone frontman Andrew Wood died of a heroin overdose/Cerebral hemorrhage. He had spend 3 days in a coma before his family decided to switch it off. He was only 24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have not heard of Mother Love Bone then your in the majority. Two of the members of Mother Love Bone did eventually join Pearl Jam, which you guys have heard of. Andy died only shortly before the realise of Mother Loves Bones first full album. While Mother Love Bone was a Seattle band, they had a somewhat glam/hard rock sound to them. Andrew has been compared to Robert Plant, Freddie Mercury and Axl Rose (minus anger issues, no offense to all you Axl fans out there). Andy was influenced by bands including Elton John, Queen, Aerosmith, and Kiss. Before he was in Mother Love Bone he even played for a band called Malfunkshun, and they wore white face paint. For a "grunge" star he apperantly had a lot of energy and charisma. He was considered to be the stand up comic of the seattle scene. The band definatly had the potential to be very sucsessful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly along with talent often comes problems. Andrew had been struggling with drugs sense he was a teen. And probably knew he was going to die young. This was evadent in many of his lyrics. ("I been talking to my alter it says life is what you make it &lt;br /&gt;And if you make it death well rest your soul away, away, away") This eventually killed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many other seattle musicians honored him. The Alice in Chains song "would" is about him, and the band Temple of the Dog, including Chris Cornell of soundgarden as the lead vocalist was formed in his honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k7CPIXnaeeQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k7CPIXnaeeQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fDY2DVju1c4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fDY2DVju1c4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dkPE2ovrxp0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dkPE2ovrxp0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P3hhIynSjOY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P3hhIynSjOY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;temple of the dog (Eddie Vedder sings in this to, the video is stupid though too bad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R4UjJFIGLeM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R4UjJFIGLeM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of story-If you plan on not dieing then dont mess around with hard drugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-6248414251277279124?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/6248414251277279124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=6248414251277279124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/6248414251277279124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/6248414251277279124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/03/lets-take-time-to-honor-someone-who.html' title='Lets take time to honor someone who isnt honored as much as they sould be.'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-5462389635794991592</id><published>2009-03-08T10:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:49:31.362-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grunge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>My Brother the Cow.....</title><content type='html'>So my moms boyfriend isn't fond of spending money on stuff so instead he takes the cds out from the library,burns them into itunes and returns them. The library where i live only has like opera cds and i kept telling him that and he didnt belive me. So he was like "I can find any cd you want from a library" so i gave him cds i thought he'd never find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudhoney-My Brother the Cow&lt;br /&gt;Mother Love Bone-S/T&lt;br /&gt;The Vaselines-The Way of The Vaselines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he found them all, what the fuck. He also found this sleepless in seattle thing like a grunge music completmentory. So now i have bands on my ipod i didn't even know exsisted. But i finally got to hear the band Andrew Wood was in before MLB (Malfunkshun). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the past few days had been interisting socially at school. First when i was whereing my Alice In Chains shirt this dude walks up to me and screams "YEAH ALICE IN CHAINS" and gives the metal sign. Then we are in the computer lab and these guys keep bugging me,like just going up to my keyboard and typing jibberish. So i told them i was a lesbain so they'd leave me alone but that didnt work because they were like "haha vagina hahahaha" so i was like "im not a lesbain i just told you that so you'd leave me alone" then everyone took each others binders and hit each other with them. i think we lost our computer lab privelages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-5462389635794991592?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/5462389635794991592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=5462389635794991592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/5462389635794991592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/5462389635794991592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-my-moms-boyfriend-isnt-fond-of.html' title='My Brother the Cow.....'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-7424694889684688791</id><published>2009-03-01T22:37:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:41:38.901-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Cornell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grunge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointless rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice In Chains'/><title type='text'>Stupid metal beards.</title><content type='html'>I have contacts now, they are cool. Exsept for the contact people wont give me any more free eye drops because they are cheap ass dickweeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway here are some things i did NOT do in the past few weeks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Stick gum on Chris Cornells face in a waiting room magizene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Go six days without showering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Spend 37 bucks on markers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Break the promise i made to myself that i wouldn't buy a Soundgarden cd at a chain store because I am mad at Chris Cornell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Ask someone to get like 10 cds worth of underground grunge/alternative songs for me in a way that i dont know is legal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Spit inside on the floor several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Put hand sanitizer in my hair because i didn't feel like washing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.go throgh like 200 peices of gum in one week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Not do everyday things like answer the door or phone because i was to lazy to get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Used the phrase Douche Bag thousends of times in the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are all immature,inresponable,rude,strange and innapporate things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did however get moved into slow math and it is so easy and i love it. The only problem is as soon as i got used to it they told me i will go back to normal math next year so i can spend like 3 hours on math every night. But out of the like 20 kids only like seven are left in the normal math class because the teachers suck so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also just relized that technicly Alice In Chains and Soundgarden are metal bands which technicly makes me a regular metal listener and that is actually kind of a problem because i have never really got alot of things about metal like why metalheads always have weird beards or why they need so many subgenres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean i'm all for dressing weird and stuff but the beards metal heads/bands have are ridiculas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SatnuaLDfKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/YAbzOJ-M3ao/s1600-h/stupidmetalbeard3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SatnuaLDfKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/YAbzOJ-M3ao/s320/stupidmetalbeard3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308450632783592610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SatnuIsuJLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IVbJV0Hlsvc/s1600-h/stupidmetalbeard2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SatnuIsuJLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/IVbJV0Hlsvc/s320/stupidmetalbeard2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308450628092961970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Satnty2WmiI/AAAAAAAAAPw/wJpYnFqboCY/s1600-h/stupidmetalbeard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/Satnty2WmiI/AAAAAAAAAPw/wJpYnFqboCY/s320/stupidmetalbeard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308450622227782178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean that is really unnessasary. The only, i repet ONLY person who can pull off a goatee is Layne Staley and he is dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SatvS0SDR9I/AAAAAAAAAQI/KnsxkwZrEWo/s1600-h/43313042yc4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SatvS0SDR9I/AAAAAAAAAQI/KnsxkwZrEWo/s320/43313042yc4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308458954848946130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow we have no school because of some polish dude with horses or something yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-7424694889684688791?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/7424694889684688791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=7424694889684688791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/7424694889684688791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/7424694889684688791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/03/am-i-only-one-who-notices-this.html' title='Stupid metal beards.'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SatnuaLDfKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/YAbzOJ-M3ao/s72-c/stupidmetalbeard3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-7765397590748687656</id><published>2009-02-20T22:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:42:58.332-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Cornell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soundgarden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grunge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointless rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice In Chains'/><title type='text'>Its always sad to see a gifted musician sell out.</title><content type='html'>Obviously the vast majority of songs receiving airplay are completely unoriginal commericalized music made solely for the intent of profit rather then artistic expression. So obviously if i was to get upset every time i heard commericalized crap music i would have already killed myself by now. Of course its natural for me to be upset when i see a musician i find gifted and/or who's work i admire get sucked in to the contemporary pop scene. Luckily for me most of my favorite bands are anti sell outs. Whether its Pearl Jam suing Ticketmaster or Nirvana intentionally making a less radio friendly follow up to Nevermind my thoughts on bands I like's actions regarding corporations and such are normally "Cool" or "YEAH! GO TAKE THOSE TICKETMASTER/RIAA/CLEAR CHANNEL MOTHERFUCKERS DOWN!" (it rarely works unfortunately.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately this is far from the situation of Ex.Soundgaden/Audioslave front man Chris i think im a fucking r&amp;b singer now Cornell. He is working with timberlund or&lt;br /&gt;whatever the guy who makes Justin Timberlakes albums is named. When i first heard this i didnt know who timberlund was but it sounded bad. At the time i just though "oh well lets remember his work in soundgarden/temple of the dog." Nice optimistic thought, that will work right? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now whenever i try to watch a Pearl Jam video on YouTube or look up an Alice In Chains song lyric i get a big advertisement with a face that is only recognizable as Chris Cornell because of his stupid mustache(honestly i hate that mustache). It is like "LISTEN TO CHRIS CORNELLS SHIT NEW SONG HERE YOU KNOW BECAUSE PEOPLE WHO ARE LOOKING UP ALICE IN CHAINS JUST LIKE TIMBERLUND AND STUFF!!!" its like a big in your face thing. So I decided to do myself a favor and not listen to it. That worked for about a month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See traditionally you have to listen to something before you announce it as shit. Because if i said it sucks and someone used the classic "have you even heard it?" comeback i would have had to lie. So i listened to it for about 10 seconds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT THIS IS WORSE THEN I THOUGHT HE IS LIKE JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE OR SOMETHING NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean i'm all for musical experimentation and stuff. I'm ok with the fact that former Bikini Kill singer Kathleen Hanna is in some disco feminist electronic punk band now. I enjoyed Eddie Vedders more folky soundtrack for Into The Wild. Fuck im even starting to gain most of the respect back that i lost for Jerry Cantrell when i saw a video of him playing with Nickelback.But this is just shit, Its sad really. It dosn't sound like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i just needed to get that out, on a lighter note....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Kurt Cobain, he'd be 42. He's up celebrating his birthday with Layne Staley,John Lennon,Andy Wood and Elliott Smith (who has forgiven him for Courtney love chasing his friend down an alley or whatever).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-7765397590748687656?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/7765397590748687656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=7765397590748687656' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/7765397590748687656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/7765397590748687656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-always-sad-to-see-gifted-musician.html' title='Its always sad to see a gifted musician sell out.'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-7891270834477802789</id><published>2009-02-14T14:52:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:51:50.703-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexisim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trends'/><title type='text'>Stop it with this fucking twilight stuff.</title><content type='html'>The author failed to keep her religious and political views out of the books. In the 4th book the chick gets pregnant with a half-vampire child that nearly kills her during the pregnancy, but she refuses to have an abortion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella never considers doing anything with her life, the only thing she wants to do is Edward and his house chores. Ok so they have one female character that is a tool that would be ok because in real life many people are tools. To bad all the female characters are tools. None of them have independent personalities. Rosalies life is ruined because she dosnt have a kid,Esme does absolutely nothing, Alice is a bimbo etc. And all of them have boyfriends who are stronger and more capable of everything then them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Edward dude is also emotionally abusive. Edward is this strong rich jerky dude with a big ego and he treats his girlfriend like shit and controls her and she thinks its attractive. He tells Bella that she is irresistible so he cant control himself and if he does something bad its her fault. She isn’t with him for 3 months and she tries to kill herself. Whenever Bella gets in trouble Edward saves her. She has no way to defend herself from anything.        &lt;br /&gt;  Now please remember that most kids who read twilight are around 8-15. You probably know how insecure and obsessive middle school aged kids can be. Here are some examples on how twilight feeds on this…(thanks to urban dictionary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Edward Cullen:&lt;br /&gt;1. a walking orgasm. yumm :] &lt;br /&gt;2. only the sexiest man ever &lt;br /&gt;3. major hottie &lt;br /&gt;4. my boyfriend &lt;br /&gt;omg, it's Edward Cullen! *faints* “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That vampire that dazzles people. All the guys are jelous of him, and all the girls are obbsesed with him. He sets an extremly high expectation for girls looking for guys. “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“the most awesome person ever! Sexiest Vampire alive... well, er existing. The love of my life! Sweet, sensitive, kind, hott, and beyond perfection! &lt;br /&gt;Every woman alive should be in love with Edward Cullen! “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm really makes you wonder what kind of role models 10 year olds have….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-7891270834477802789?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/7891270834477802789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=7891270834477802789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/7891270834477802789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/7891270834477802789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/02/stop-it-with-this-fucking-twilight.html' title='Stop it with this fucking twilight stuff.'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-14887608652821570</id><published>2009-02-04T17:00:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:44:38.842-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointless rant'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have already explained how these people are boring so now i have to explain why they also have low self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrogant sons of bitches run the world. Of course this isn't just an adult thing.When people think of arrogant teens they think of the popular ditz who gets all the boys/girls. Thats actually not a description that fits most kids with big egos. One thing i think people need to know that ego and self esteem are two different things. I know you hear "oh those kids who are popular are insecure." They probably are, most teenagers are. There is another group of people who are probably insecure. Those kids who are obsessed over their grades, why? because they must think they need to have As to assure themselves they are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday one of my teachers read a quote that said something like "Do not rest until your good is better and your better is best." They asked us what we thought the quote meant and I said "it means you should never just be happy with yourself and you should just keep obsessing over all your flaws." Apparently that was a negative interpretation but that is actually a literal interpretation of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who does kind of poorly in school, actually she kind of sucks at getting good grades and stuff. But socially she is not someone to mess with. When a guy told her she had no tits she choked him and his face turned red, then she let go of him and said "please dont do that". Today at lunch someone else said something rude to her and she kicked him in the balls. That might be called mean but i call it rebelling against gender roles. That is not something someone with no passion or self esteem would do. Someone with no self esteem would just stuff their bras the next day. But according to my teachers people who dont do well in school have no passion or self esteem. I dont really understand that because i think people with low self esteem are the ones who think they needs a certain GPA to be successful. Now i have nothing against people who want to get into a good college to LEARN but most of those people who want to get into Harvard or Yale want to because it leads to a high paying job. Most of the people who are stereotypical nerds who love learning actually dont do very well in classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also well aware that my last four or so rants have been about this so if the imaginary people who read my blog are getting sick of it they will be happy to know my next rant will probably be about how their should be more girls in rock music or how pot should be legal or another one about how bad music is now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-14887608652821570?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/14887608652821570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=14887608652821570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/14887608652821570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/14887608652821570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-already-explained-how-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-8351020405472166530</id><published>2009-01-19T11:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T11:45:47.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What we can learn from MLK</title><content type='html'>So we are not supposed to do things that pisses the goverment off. You know if Marten Luther King followed that rule we'd probably still have legal segregation? Now we honor him with a holiday but the goverment really wasnt to fond of him in the 60s. Now if we never broke the rules...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women whouldn't be able to vote&lt;br /&gt;We'd be a monarcy&lt;br /&gt;Blacks whouldn't be able to vote&lt;br /&gt;Children whould be legally working full time in sweatshops in the US&lt;br /&gt;Rock and Roll whould be illegil&lt;br /&gt;Booze whould be illegil&lt;br /&gt;We'd all be living in briton or something.&lt;br /&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh look and now the goverment is GLAD MLK broke the rules because the goverment actually relised that in the 60s they where being total dicks so they actually honered him with a holiday. So if we never REBELLED the world whould be even more of an unfair shithole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-8351020405472166530?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/8351020405472166530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=8351020405472166530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/8351020405472166530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/8351020405472166530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-we-can-learn-from-mlk.html' title='What we can learn from MLK'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-3194864488224248131</id><published>2008-12-25T22:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:45:08.290-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Jesus didn't have blond hair and blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary technically wasn't married when she first got pregnant with Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus had longish hair and probably didn't shower very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus shunned materialistic values and helped those less fortunate then him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whos the party of Jesus now motherfuckers? hint: Its not the GOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know there are always bands your relatives dont want you to like, and then the bands they seem to want you to like. I got 3 Pearl Jam cds, but one of them had no disc in it which i thought was really funny, but my Mom thought it was like a sign of the Apocalypse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand i didn't get the 3 legged doggy cd (AIC self titled).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother goes ballistic over gifts, he always bitches about my dad not getting him enough gifts. Giving gifts is supposed to be fun for Gods sake. I mean my brother never gives anyone anything. &lt;br /&gt;So I think my little cousin who im not going to name even though no one reads this is now the officially most annoying, because the former most annoying matured and is now un-annoying and actually kind of funny. But I was with the older cousins (older being like ten instead of like five) and they kept trying to get rid of the little one and I was like "you guys did that to me, that is my life story" and they kept going "can you see if dinner is ready?" to the little one, which i never thought to do. Then they asked my moms boyfriends kids when they joined the family which typically your not supposed to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a new camera and it has a baby setting, like for taking pictures of baby's haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother got an 8gb ipod and I have a 4gb, that shouldn't upset me but it does because he dosn't even listen to music. He also deleted the songs my moms boyfriend put on it which pissed me off because i wanted to put "anouther brick in the wall" in my itunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night for now rodents&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-3194864488224248131?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/3194864488224248131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=3194864488224248131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/3194864488224248131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/3194864488224248131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-5593012200919490504</id><published>2008-12-21T13:33:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:45:49.413-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grunge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointless rant'/><title type='text'>How Fall Out Boy/Fuled by Ramen type bands ruined the definition of alternative part one</title><content type='html'>Middle School aged girls in abercrombie shirts sitting in the balcony, high school freshmen wearing clip on bows in their hair in the “mosh pit”. This isn’t a Britney Spears concert, It’s a Fall Out Boy, (supposedly an “alternative” band) concert. &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt; You cant mosh to pop music, nor can you claim shopping at hot topic makes you individual, but try telling this to 12 year old girls who claim to be “really alternative” and “listen to really deep music.” How do I know? I was one of them, just not to the same existent. What I’m describing is my first concert, although I didn’t get the real experience because of the commercialization of the band.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;  Rewind to 1992, where if these 12 year old girls were generation Xers. They’d be in flannel shirts and ripped jeans, at a Nirvana show, and as Cobain looks down at his audience he thinks to himself “what the hell have I done.” Of course when Pete Wentz looks at his audience made up of mostly 10-15 year old girls in his audience, he probably thinks “oh this is the age were parents buy there kids anything.” Maybe he really thinks he’s a real artist, but his record label knows he’s not. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt; This isn’t a diss on major label bands, nor is it a diss on naïve 12 year old girls. It’s a diss on modern “rock” music. Other then a few original indie acts (Bright Eyes), bands from better eras in music still going (R.E.M, Pearl Jam, Red Hot Chili Peppers) or a few good mainstream rock acts (Foo Fighters) modern music pretty much sucks. Fall Out Boy, Panic at the Disco, Metro Station, etc. all sound the same. All put more effort into their hair and makeup (yes they are dudes) then their music. Remind you of anything earlier?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Yes I am associating Hair Metal with Pop “Punk”. The biggest difference is hair bands where not as fond of pretending to be sensitive or artistic as modern Pop “Punk” bands are. So I am actually, to some extent, suggesting that hair metal is more real then Pop “punk”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we know Pop “punk” isn’t real? It’s not original, they all sound the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metro Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hh1FcBJaNeI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hh1FcBJaNeI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plain White Tees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sftymVyLb-Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sftymVyLb-Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cobra Starshit *cough* Ship sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oNF08htoH00&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oNF08htoH00&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what a fucking original batch of bands we have there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compare that to grunge bands, all have a unique sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearl Jam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AFVlJAi3Cso&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AFVlJAi3Cso&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice In Chains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dm98t-iGaN8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dm98t-iGaN8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u5195q5E4VM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u5195q5E4VM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screaming Trees &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_13lCfKiaw8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_13lCfKiaw8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lets go back to hair bands, all sound the same, but have oddly amusing videos…(some of these are NSFW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warrant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=48odQVIZKjI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(click on link, couldn’t find one with html)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n4qVJnhZwWY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n4qVJnhZwWY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motley Crue (this one is super NSFW)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cX7tSJBh6Ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RATT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a5gMeXz2YMw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a5gMeXz2YMw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are some non grunge alternative bands just to prove my point further &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pixies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gGXdXcpNsv4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gGXdXcpNsv4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2NQeSIkw3X0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2NQeSIkw3X0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radiohead &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nxpblnsJEWM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nxpblnsJEWM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I honestly think the first four videos and the hair metal videos are more alike then the first four videos and the grunge/alternative videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s noticeable in the lyrics as well. Alternative bands tend to have lyrics that are more metaphoric and less repetitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop (Metro Station-shake it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Now if she does it like this&lt;br /&gt;Will you do it like that?&lt;br /&gt;Now if she touches like this&lt;br /&gt;Will you touch her right back?&lt;br /&gt;Now if she moves like this&lt;br /&gt;Will you move her like that?&lt;br /&gt;Come on, shake, shake&lt;br /&gt;Shake, shake, shake it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake, shake&lt;br /&gt;Shake, shake, shake it"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop Metal (Warrant-Cherry Pie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Swing it in the living room&lt;br /&gt;Swing it in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;Most folks don't cause they're too busy bitchin'&lt;br /&gt;Swing it in there cause she wants me to feed here&lt;br /&gt;So I mixed up the batter&lt;br /&gt;And she licked the beater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scream, you scream&lt;br /&gt;We all scream for her&lt;br /&gt;Don't even try cause you can't ignore her”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grunge&lt;br /&gt;(Alice in Chains-Down In A Hole)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Bury me softly in this womb&lt;br /&gt;I give this part of me for you&lt;br /&gt;Sand rains down and here I sit&lt;br /&gt;Holding rare flowers&lt;br /&gt;In a tomb...in bloom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down in a hole and I don't know if I can be saved&lt;br /&gt;See my heart I decorate it like a grave&lt;br /&gt;You don't understand who they &lt;br /&gt;Thought I was supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Look at me now a man&lt;br /&gt;Who won't let himself be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down in a hole, feelin' so small&lt;br /&gt;Down in a hole, losin' my soul&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to fly,&lt;br /&gt;But my wings have been so denied”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could keep giving examples but I think my point is proven. Modern day pop rock bands are more close to hair metal then alternative. The Metro Station video/song is about sex. The pop "punk" and the pop "metal" bands are much more glitzy, while the grunge ones are more emotional influenced, but without being whiney.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-5593012200919490504?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/5593012200919490504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=5593012200919490504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/5593012200919490504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/5593012200919490504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-fall-out-boyfuled-by-ramen-type.html' title='How Fall Out Boy/Fuled by Ramen type bands ruined the definition of alternative part one'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-6771320888244248076</id><published>2008-12-10T19:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:46:08.381-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Time to find corupt guy to replace Blagojevich and get arrested later</title><content type='html'>So our govener has finnally been caught for his douchebaggery.  Big shock no not really this is Illinois. Yes between all those exsplicitives the news blocks out he was saying he was doing something illegil. (funny how they block out profanity but dont give warnings for graphicly detailed violence on tv, I guess they go by the WalMart ethic thats its ok to shoot people as long as no one says any bad words.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what? I finnally figured out my problem. I try to hard. See this weekend i decided to study for my math test which i dont normally do. I get it back and I have a 26% thats the lowest grade i have gotten in like 5 years. Now i whould LOVE to not care and be able to get on with my life, that whould be much easyer. Sadly I have been slightly effected by the system. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know they say caring is better because then you can make something of yourself if you get good grades. Well you know what most of the kids who get good grades and shit grow up to be?...Buisness men/woman, corporate lawyers,CEOs etc. Those people make nothing of themselfs, they just sit at an office and support corperations, how is that any better then sitting at home and smoking pot all day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a loose-loose situation really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-6771320888244248076?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/6771320888244248076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=6771320888244248076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/6771320888244248076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/6771320888244248076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-to-find-corupt-guy-to-replace.html' title='Time to find corupt guy to replace Blagojevich and get arrested later'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-9045889091632835050</id><published>2008-12-04T19:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:47:29.478-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice In Chains'/><title type='text'>warning- contains (semi) postive material</title><content type='html'>(semi) positive material is bolded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think Alice In Chains is pretty much my new favorite band.&lt;/strong&gt; Although i do find it disrespectful that they replaced Layne with the new guy. I mean i dont have anything against the new guy as a person it's just Layne's voice was very unique and cannot be replaced. EDIT-THE NEW GUY IS ACTUALLY OK SEE HOW OPEN MINDED I AM THE NEW GUY NO LONGER PISSES ME OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway Dr. Wax went out of business &lt;strong&gt;but i found a new place called 2nd hand tunes and it has a pretty good selection.&lt;/strong&gt; If that goes out of business i will probably have to download illegally because i am not paying full price for new cds. I dont understand why those businesses die i mean you'd think people would like less expensive cds especially because people just burn them onto their ipods. But cds in general are not doing good because people just download the top ten on itunes and then when it gets "old" or not on the charts anymore they delete it. The one good chart song is paper planes by MIA but that is only popular because it was in that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyways for positive..... I have been looking for new music and discovered the following bands in the past two months or so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonic Youth&lt;br /&gt;Mad Season&lt;br /&gt;All Smiles&lt;br /&gt;Sebadoh &lt;br /&gt;Dinosaur Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also like starting to become obsessed with Alice in chains did i mention that? haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for more negative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie Vedder was nominated for a grammy, this is bad because now ten year old girls will be like "who? oh well if he was nominated for a grammy he must be good!" and then download it and be like "OMGZ VEDDER IS SO KEWLLL OMG DO U KNOW WHO HE IS OMG" and i'll be like "yes i know who he is he is from pearl jam a popular band from the 90s" and then they will either be like "OMGZ THE 90Z THATS SO OLD EWWWW" or "OMGZ I AM SO GRUNGE".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-9045889091632835050?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/9045889091632835050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=9045889091632835050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/9045889091632835050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/9045889091632835050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/12/warning-contains-semi-postive-material.html' title='warning- contains (semi) postive material'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-6371397924618070411</id><published>2008-12-04T18:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:45:29.378-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>How very very ironic</title><content type='html'>So at school we are learning about greek philosophers and as soon as the unit started the first thing i thought was "this is ironic". See the greek philosophers all thought differently, something not encouraged in schools. We are all supposed to think alike. In fact i wouldn't even use the word think because thinking results in knowledge, and knowledge technically means understanding and analyzing the world around you, which is also not encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See in school we dont learn to learn. It works more like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memorizing gets good, good grades are not important because they show you have picked up knowledge they are only there for making the school look good and getting into good school. A good school of course is not a school where people challenge the system and think creatively, a good school is a school that costs a lot and gives you a lot of busywork and of course ranks high because the students there can all afford private tutors and dont have to work a job. Then after your done with school now that you have a peace of paper called a degree that determends your worth in society you can get a job, ideal jobs would be working for a cooperation or being a lawyer who represents cooperate organizations. These jobs will pay a lot and that some how makes you happy in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thats probably not what Socrates thought. So why are we learning this? well because freshman learning philosophy makes the school look good. Not because it's interesting, infact they didnt do a very good job draining the interesting parts out of it. See these philosophers would be taught by other philosophers and sometimes DISAGREE with what their teachers said. That in modern times would most likely result in a bad grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh look my grandmother is being racist, how come it's ok for old people to be racist? like john McCain used ethic slurs when talking about asians but when Michelle Obama said "whitey" or something everyone went ballistic..... that was off topic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i got extended detention for going on yahoo music when i was done with my school work. It was rather boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-6371397924618070411?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/6371397924618070411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=6371397924618070411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/6371397924618070411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/6371397924618070411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-very-very-ironic.html' title='How very very ironic'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-7302050169907571633</id><published>2008-11-27T21:02:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T18:13:06.066-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice In Chains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='axl rose'/><title type='text'>"sheesh Obama won but you can still never stop complaining"</title><content type='html'>YESSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont really i still have plenty of complaints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i spent like 6 hours on an outline for a paper you know outlines are supposed to not take as long as the paper itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my free dr. pepper whats left of Guns N Roses relesed their cd and dr. pepper said everyone in america whould get a dr pepper and they where not being honest apperantly because first of all you needed internet acsess not everyone has internet. Also the server crashed so like no one chould get there coupons. Apperantly Axl Roses lawyer is mad at them so maybe he will sue and i wont have too haha. Like do you autamaticly get a lawyer when you sign with a major label they all have lawyers sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you know i was in the bathroom at school a few weeks ago and i saw this poster for honors club after school i mean what the fuck is that like you just sit there&lt;br /&gt;"I'm in honors"&lt;br /&gt;"really? me too"&lt;br /&gt;"wow bob i'm in the honor roll too!"&lt;br /&gt;"thats such a coincadence we are all in honors!"&lt;br /&gt;I mean its not like honors kids dont have equal rights or something, everyone thinks they are like the stars of the world. I hate those bumper stickers its like "my child is an honor role student" well maybe your child cheats on his/her tests or plagerizes his/her papers or pays a really smart person to do homework for him/her or bribes the teachers or something. Like what about the parent of the dyslexic kid  behind you who's kid trys really hard but cant get really good grades becuase the system isn't disigned in the way that they can get the same oppertunates.&lt;br /&gt;You know what else, you get into honor role by getting good grades, that means you can take classes way below your level just to get good grades.&lt;br /&gt;So i decided i'd make a not honors club to show them how pointless their club is.&lt;br /&gt;But then they put me in honor role (i know you really cant tell with my grammer/spelling haha), so there goes anouther great idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean i dont know how i even got on I guess i am one of the like 6 kids in my humanites class who normally does there homework. See our school is supposed to have this mixed honors kids because apperantly if you put average scoring kids with high scoring kids they normal scoring kids will be like "oh i want to be like these higher scoring kids they are so great." But all the little honors parents where like "I DONT WANT MY KID WITH STUPID PEOPLE!!!!111" and now they all go to the PTSA mettings and bitch about it and the guy who is in charge of this shit who is like this smiley happy guy is probably just like "....k then." So like im probably one of the only kids in the honors whose parents arnt like going ballastic about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess i'll admit i was a bit proud of my self for making the honor role but this is apperantly because when it comes to academics i have low self esteem. So by my goal being not to flunk out of school me making the honor role was a plesent suprise this is why i have to think ~negitively~ so i will be plesently supprised when something good happens and not schocked with dissapointment when something bad happens. But then my friends where like "I made the high honor role" which apperantly means they got all As or something i mean all A report cards seem fakeish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honors classes are stupid to though, just not as stupid as honor role. The classes are tottaly race segergated because where i live there are like no working class whites the only non rich area is like a working class black/latino area so all the white kids parents went to like law school or something so they insist there kids are put in honors so they will look like they have smart kids when talking with there lawyer/doctor friends. So there are shitloads of black/latino kids in normal classes who chould tottaly be in honors and vise versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I really whould love if people can stop talking about twighlight now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/500/800283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 535px;" src="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/500/800283.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^my new obbsession i think&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-7302050169907571633?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/7302050169907571633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=7302050169907571633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/7302050169907571633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/7302050169907571633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/11/sheesh-obama-one-but-you-can-still.html' title='&quot;sheesh Obama won but you can still never stop complaining&quot;'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-913330877056568688</id><published>2008-11-03T20:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:51:30.278-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postive'/><title type='text'>I used up your compassion,So I've come to make a trade,You can hate me but just love me in return.</title><content type='html'>I learned alot this weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.If you see a concert on Halloween people do dress up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Real councerts involve drunk people, even if it's not hard/druggy rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.There is a dissapointing lack of diversity in holloween candys people give out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.My aunt gets really, really, mad with any talk of politics, even saying stuff like "I support Obama". Apperantly it's "not fair to the little ones." You know whats not fair to the little ones? not exsplaining and censoring everything that goes on in the world only to have them confused when they grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Conor Oberst looks nice in a ghoast busters suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Tye Dyeing is really fun and you can make lots of cool things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Cell phone camaras will not be able to take pics during a show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.It is always worth waiting if you hate one of the opening bands(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Gas is cheaper in "real america"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Doing one really fun thing can make up for a shitty rest of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Friday was one of the best nights of my life, minus the part where kids think i am sad at school beacause I go to councerts by myself. Im sorry I dont want to see your shitty Fall Out Boy bands pretend to be the next Nirvana, It's really sad that I like good music and have my own taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can honestly say i have never been to a real show before this, the enviroment of live music in generial is exsiting. I felt out of place, most of the people where college kids, but I look older. The first band wasn't really my kind of music, the second band was good. It's funny how exsited I got when he acctuelly got on the stage. It's honestly hard not to look like a 14 year old fan girl...oh shit wait.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people near me where trying to steal the fig newtons from the guy infront of thems pocket. The people behind me where dressed up like rednecks with McCain Palin shirts. The band dressed up as ghoast busters, that was rather funny. Conor was drinking beer between every song and I was scared he'd be wasted by the end of the show. He might of been, but he still preformed well. My Dad, who was sitting in the back pretending not to know me, said that bands always drink on stage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fucking great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then for a total change I spent a saturday night at.....A one year olds birthday party! where my aunt freaked out at me for mentioning politics. It is the week of the election for christs sake. Whats funny is my little cousins are mostly Obama supporters even though their parents are republicans. I'm still a bit upset with one of my cousins for useing my old doll to pick her nose but thats anouther story.My aunt also has a statue of a crying bunny in her yard, thats sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may possibly be the most exicting week of my life, Obama is going to win. McCain whould have to win all the toss up states PLUS some of the Obama states. We will regain out respect in the world wide community, I wish I was allowed to stay up all night and watch it, although we have a half day tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-913330877056568688?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/913330877056568688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=913330877056568688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/913330877056568688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/913330877056568688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-used-up-your-compassionso-ive-come-to.html' title='I used up your compassion,So I&apos;ve come to make a trade,You can hate me but just love me in return.'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-5475925384288361423</id><published>2008-10-13T19:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:47:52.645-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointless rant'/><title type='text'>The annual "I have to write about how columbus was an asshole on columbus day" post.</title><content type='html'>Columbus did not discover America, we all know that. If you don’t you have been living under a rock, or you go to a catholic school. But do we know what he really did? In 7th grade I found a book on my dads bookshelf called “lies my teacher told me” I thought it would be funny. It wasn’t funny, but it changed the way I think about history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets learn about Columbus now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Columbus did not set sail to prove the world was round. Many educated people knew the earth was round thousands of years before Columbus. He set sail to find gold, spices, and silks, and other riches in Asia. Columbus landed on an island between Florida and Cuba, no one is sure exactly what island it was. Columbus believed he was in Asia even after three voyages to America and more than a decade of study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Columbus was not even the first white man to settle in the Americans Scandinavian Vikings already had settlements here in the eleventh century, and British fisherman may fished in Canada decades before Columbus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did he do? Well He seized 1,200 Taino Indians crammed as many onto his ships as would fit and sent them to Spain and sold them as slaves. His marauding band hunted Indians for sport and profit - beating, raping, torturing, killing, and then using the Indian bodies as food for their hunting dogs. The Spaniards demanded that the remaining Indians bring gold. There was almost no gold on Hispaniola. The people were told that if they brought no gold, nor spun cotton as a substitute, they would have their hands cut off and be left to bleed to death. So they fled. Some of the people in his crew tried to take young girls and force them to have sex, when they didn’t the crew raped them, some of them as young as ten. They also brought viruses from Europe that the natives did not have immunity too. Eventually life for the natives became so awful that many took their own life’s. Woman began to abort there children at birth because they believed the children would be happier dead. Within 50 years the population had been wiped out. We know all of this because Columbus and some of his crewmates kept diaries. Only after four years of Columbus' arrival his men had killed or exported one-third of the original Indian population of 300,000. Within another 50 years, the Taino people had been made extinct. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore by celebrating Columbus day we are celebrating a man who was a slave trader. Personally, I think that we should celebrate Indigenous People's Day instead of Columbus day (did you know Berkeley California does that? just a fun fact).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-5475925384288361423?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/5475925384288361423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=5475925384288361423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/5475925384288361423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/5475925384288361423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/10/annual-i-have-to-write-about-how.html' title='The annual &quot;I have to write about how columbus was an asshole on columbus day&quot; post.'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-1120793684282913376</id><published>2008-09-28T10:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:49:38.579-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to much caffene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caps lock abuse'/><title type='text'>HAHAHAHAHAHA</title><content type='html'>HA HA HA HA HA HA&lt;br /&gt;IM GOING TO SEE MY FIRST REAL COUNCERT &lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA HA HA HA&lt;br /&gt;IM SEEING CONOR OBERST AND THE MYSTIC VALLEY BAND ON HOLLOWEEN&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA HA HA HA&lt;br /&gt;im still pissed i didn't get to see eddie vedder but tickets where like 60 bucks so w/e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways....&lt;br /&gt;there was this wierd ass flooding a few weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SN-r38Jvb4I/AAAAAAAAAKs/4sDDS4SetN8/s1600-h/2860840511_12a813dfcd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SN-r38Jvb4I/AAAAAAAAAKs/4sDDS4SetN8/s320/2860840511_12a813dfcd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251104668065427330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take that but i did take these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SN-rNW32WCI/AAAAAAAAAKU/rV2LPUpO-EE/s1600-h/f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SN-rNW32WCI/AAAAAAAAAKU/rV2LPUpO-EE/s320/f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251103936503765026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SN-rN3I2XQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/GUiE_OcLEJU/s1600-h/DSCN2564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SN-rN3I2XQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/GUiE_OcLEJU/s320/DSCN2564.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251103945165004034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SN-rN-5cdFI/AAAAAAAAAKk/jjekMcOP56k/s1600-h/2892320111_73a0c8ab8a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SN-rN-5cdFI/AAAAAAAAAKk/jjekMcOP56k/s320/2892320111_73a0c8ab8a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251103947247875154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-1120793684282913376?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/1120793684282913376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=1120793684282913376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/1120793684282913376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/1120793684282913376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/09/hahahahahaha.html' title='HAHAHAHAHAHA'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SN-r38Jvb4I/AAAAAAAAAKs/4sDDS4SetN8/s72-c/2860840511_12a813dfcd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-1227149734421166508</id><published>2008-08-20T21:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:48:40.685-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postive'/><title type='text'>brithday yay</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SKzX286p44I/AAAAAAAAAKE/ynzk96p-j2k/s1600-h/27.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SKzX286p44I/AAAAAAAAAKE/ynzk96p-j2k/s320/27.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236797805790094210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SKzXkG3IUHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/nu8fG-i2MpE/s1600-h/uninterested.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SKzXkG3IUHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/nu8fG-i2MpE/s320/uninterested.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236797482042151026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom took me shopping in wiker park for my birthday and i got loads of stuff and this one store had kittys in it and one of the kittys looked like it had two legs missing so my mom felt bad and started petting it even though she's allergic but turns out the cat was just kinda fat and it was sitting on its legs and we chouldn't see them so my mom got an allergic reaction for nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that she decided my brother needs cloths to so we went to the mall. at the mall they sell a lot of the same stuff they had at wiker park cos apperantly being a hipster is the new tread the stores have discovered to make money off of , but it was like three times the price so I was all “lol fail”. My brother only goes shopping if i go with him cos he wont let my mom pick stuff out for him so i went and my mom wanted him to go to talbets and i was like "eww no those are like morman cloths" and he thought it was the funnyist thing on earth and then he said he wanted ~teenager cloths~ so i told him that teenage boys normally shop at like hollister/abercrombie and american eagle and we hate hollister and abercrombie in our family so we went to american eagle and i bought something for myself even though i thought i hated that store&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-1227149734421166508?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/1227149734421166508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=1227149734421166508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/1227149734421166508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/1227149734421166508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/08/brithday-yay.html' title='brithday yay'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SKzX286p44I/AAAAAAAAAKE/ynzk96p-j2k/s72-c/27.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-645315748485878469</id><published>2008-08-07T16:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:49:55.565-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>there are really some things i'd like to stop hearing about...</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SJtlsdgco_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/F6xMYFB1C4k/s1600-h/32.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SJtlsdgco_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/F6xMYFB1C4k/s320/32.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231887206630335474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SJtloY1j2PI/AAAAAAAAAJs/hwo-QevjuXY/s1600-h/umad.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SJtloY1j2PI/AAAAAAAAAJs/hwo-QevjuXY/s320/umad.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231887136657234162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: Heaven Beside You- Alice In Chains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are really some things/people i'd like to stop hearing/dont give a shit about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelina Jolie&lt;br /&gt;Brett Favre&lt;br /&gt;The Olympics&lt;br /&gt;Pete Wentz&lt;br /&gt;Jessica Simpson&lt;br /&gt;John Mayor&lt;br /&gt;American Idol&lt;br /&gt;Metro Station&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson &lt;br /&gt;I Love Money&lt;br /&gt;New York City&lt;br /&gt;The Hills&lt;br /&gt;Tom Cruise&lt;br /&gt;Glen Beck&lt;br /&gt;John McCain&lt;br /&gt;Hulk Hogan&lt;br /&gt;Rush Limbaugh&lt;br /&gt;My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt;Katie Couric&lt;br /&gt;MySpace&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy&lt;br /&gt;PETA&lt;br /&gt;Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;Toby Keith&lt;br /&gt;MTV&lt;br /&gt;Motley Crue&lt;br /&gt;DARE&lt;br /&gt;NASCAR&lt;br /&gt;Ashlee Simpson&lt;br /&gt;Slipknot&lt;br /&gt;Nickelback&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-645315748485878469?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/645315748485878469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=645315748485878469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/645315748485878469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/645315748485878469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/08/there-are-really-some-things-id-like-to.html' title='there are really some things i&apos;d like to stop hearing about...'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SJtlsdgco_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/F6xMYFB1C4k/s72-c/32.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-9119142053202740194</id><published>2008-07-10T17:40:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:18:03.419-06:00</updated><title type='text'>boo</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SHaQJ4Dz1qI/AAAAAAAAAJc/p-V__ieN_RU/s1600-h/4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SHaQJ4Dz1qI/AAAAAAAAAJc/p-V__ieN_RU/s320/4.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221519317324256930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SHaSFFntMgI/AAAAAAAAAJk/krXaReZT9GU/s1600-h/uninterested.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SHaSFFntMgI/AAAAAAAAAJk/krXaReZT9GU/s320/uninterested.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221521434088387074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: Garbage Man- Hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Colbert is taking like 3 weeks off and it is killing me. I don't want to have to get my news from CNN they all make really lame jokes and are dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i have a new show i like SOUTH PARK BITCHES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only my brother thinks he is mature enouth to watch whatever I watch so he always wants to watch south park and I am like "this is not approprate for you" and hes like "i dont care"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the last 3 weeks i was at summerschool my teacher was a very annoying lady. BUT the kids at my high school are much more rebelious, like I wasn't the only one who whould rasie my hand and say something when I disagreed with her. I also wasn't the only one who stood near the door when she tryed to keep us in after the bell rung cuz she chouldn't find her freaking hole puncher and she thought we stole it. I don't know why anyone whould steal a hole puncher. and when we did an "unlikey icon" i made a person up cuz i didn't want to mess up anyone i knows face and i got away with it. The guys who sat behind me wanted to do slash and tell the teacher he was there uncle and that whould have tottaly worked I really doubt the teacher knows who he is and if they used his real name they whould have tottaly gotten away with it but they didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ALSO GOT A FACEBOOK ACCORDING TO THE THING WHERE YOU CLICK THE MUSIC YOU LIKE AND IT SHOWS YOU OTHER PEOPLE IN YOUR SCHOOL WHO LIKE THE MUSIC I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO LIKES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hole&lt;br /&gt;Meat Puppets&lt;br /&gt;and Mudhoney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also some people like elliott smith but they are all older then me fuckers ;_;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-9119142053202740194?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/9119142053202740194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=9119142053202740194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/9119142053202740194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/9119142053202740194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/07/boo.html' title='boo'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SHaQJ4Dz1qI/AAAAAAAAAJc/p-V__ieN_RU/s72-c/4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-7707367611679055071</id><published>2008-06-18T19:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T19:08:29.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the places i've been</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.propertyapex.com/map/houseplaces-i-have-lived,-duckplaces-i-have-been-on-vacation-fishplaces-i-have-been-on-a-day-trip-treeplaces-i-want-to-go-to.htm" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" width="500" height="300"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.propertyapex.com/"&gt;Free property&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.propertyapex.com/map/"&gt;map creator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house=were I have lived, duck= were I have vacationed fish= were i have been on a day trip tree=were i wanna go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-7707367611679055071?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/7707367611679055071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=7707367611679055071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/7707367611679055071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/7707367611679055071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-places-ive-been.html' title='oh the places i&apos;ve been'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-4565062330256303956</id><published>2008-06-15T12:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:18:03.704-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oregon Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SFVTFJ8NDOI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xip9GzCwn8o/s1600-h/aaa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SFVTFJ8NDOI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xip9GzCwn8o/s320/aaa.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212163491784101090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SFVTTZd6dvI/AAAAAAAAAIs/9kCc2vXjMD8/s1600-h/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SFVTTZd6dvI/AAAAAAAAAIs/9kCc2vXjMD8/s320/happy.gif" border="&lt;br /&gt;Weather: 0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212163736470189810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:Lua- Bright Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oregon was great. The shopping is alot less exspensive then Chicago area . It's also alot prettyer and the people are real friendly. Here are a few pics (click on the pics for full view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese Gardens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/?action=view&amp;current=Copyofgennaspics-161.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/Copyofgennaspics-161.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/?action=view&amp;current=Copyofgennaspics-163.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/Copyofgennaspics-163.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/?action=view&amp;current=gennaspics-158.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/gennaspics-158.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/?action=view&amp;current=gennaspics-162.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/gennaspics-162.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/?action=view&amp;current=gennaspics-161.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/gennaspics-161.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multanomth Falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/?action=view&amp;current=gennaspics-103.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/gennaspics-103.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/?action=view&amp;current=gennaspics-145.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/gennaspics-145.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt. Hood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/?action=view&amp;current=gennaspics-032.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/gennaspics-032.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/?action=view&amp;current=gennaspics-045.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/gennaspics-045.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/?action=view&amp;current=gennaspics-116.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/gennaspics-116.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/?action=view&amp;current=gennaspics-128.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/gennaspics-128.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/?action=view&amp;current=gennaspics-130.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/gennaspics-130.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/?action=view&amp;current=gennaspics-136.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/gennaspics-136.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/?action=view&amp;current=gennaspics-048.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/gennaspics-048.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/?action=view&amp;current=gennaspics-152.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll32/apassingfeeling_/my%20pics/portland%20oregon%20june%202008/gennaspics-152.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-4565062330256303956?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/4565062330256303956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=4565062330256303956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/4565062330256303956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/4565062330256303956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/06/oregon-photos.html' title='Oregon Photos'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SFVTFJ8NDOI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xip9GzCwn8o/s72-c/aaa.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-3450982323680408188</id><published>2008-06-10T10:34:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:52:07.481-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postive'/><title type='text'>I'm in portland :)</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SE6fKTjHPgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/E6E3BxUylfs/s1600-h/aaa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SE6fKTjHPgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/E6E3BxUylfs/s320/aaa.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210276818309299714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SE6fR6erjmI/AAAAAAAAAIc/wtMALa-A-Uo/s1600-h/happy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SE6fR6erjmI/AAAAAAAAAIc/wtMALa-A-Uo/s320/happy.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210276949018775138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:pump it up- Mudhoney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now a graduate of the 8th grade, apperantly that is a big deal. My mom threw a graduation party for me and I got like 400 bucks. Now I need to find the CDs i want :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Portland Oregon right now. Portland is a lovely city. It's very pretty over here. There are trees everywhere! even downtown, and the city is surronded my mountins. It's a bit chily out but at least we are not getting storms. On the subject of weather back home in chicago we had a tornado watch every day for three days! There was a tornado that landed south of us! I saw a image of it but i can't find it now, it was big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rented the movie "singles" for the plain ride. It wasnt as good as i thought but it was entertaining enouth.EDIT: SINGLES IS A HORRIBLE MOVIE THEY ARE JUST DRESSED UP IN GRUNGE CLOTHS TO LOOK COOL THE DUDE CANNOT ACT AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHY PEARL JAM AND ALICE AND CHAINS AND ALL THOSE BANDS WASTED THEIR TIME, ALSO THE CAMERON CROWE GUY WHO DIRECTED IT IS A DUDE AND I THOUGHT CAMERON WAS A GIRLS NAME SO THAT SUPRISED ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-3450982323680408188?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/3450982323680408188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=3450982323680408188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/3450982323680408188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/3450982323680408188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-in-portland.html' title='I&apos;m in portland :)'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SE6fKTjHPgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/E6E3BxUylfs/s72-c/aaa.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-2032866538300320238</id><published>2008-05-25T11:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:18:04.287-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New ipod</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SDmRZtDrLSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/9WRjdEV6MRs/s1600-h/26.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SDmRZtDrLSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/9WRjdEV6MRs/s320/26.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204350715181083938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SDmRZdDrLRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/XZUuBsSZw14/s1600-h/unsure.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SDmRZdDrLRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/XZUuBsSZw14/s320/unsure.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204350710886116626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:Oh, The Guilt- Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I got a new ipod, It is the new nano and it plays videos, but they take up alot of space. It will be nice for the airplane ride to PORTLAND OREGON IN TWO WEEKS!!!!! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tommorow is memorial day. I think all the dead people whould rather us not have it, It is now a corperate holiday so stores can put up memorial day sales, So the people are talking advantage of it. Not really respectful to the people who died for this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally warm out, of course it will thunderstorm and bring a cold front. The heat has not been bad at all so far, Last year it was 80 degrees in march! (of course then it snowed in april)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my new favorite person to make fun of is Axl Rose. Hence the fact that I have also began to find amusement in pissing of Guns N Roses fans. (but if someone likes the band you'd think they whouldn't like Axl, he killed his own band) I know this is probably not the most healthy thing to find amusement in but I just find it fun, It's like my version of going to the mall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-2032866538300320238?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/2032866538300320238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=2032866538300320238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/2032866538300320238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/2032866538300320238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-ipod.html' title='New ipod'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SDmRZtDrLSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/9WRjdEV6MRs/s72-c/26.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-6145776285808531518</id><published>2008-05-11T17:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:18:04.462-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My ipod has died</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SCdwfymq6xI/AAAAAAAAAH0/PmsK1uOTxTM/s1600-h/aaa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SCdwfymq6xI/AAAAAAAAAH0/PmsK1uOTxTM/s320/aaa.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199247986284751634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SCdwuimq6yI/AAAAAAAAAH8/nouypDoTXUw/s1600-h/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SCdwuimq6yI/AAAAAAAAAH8/nouypDoTXUw/s320/happy.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199248239687822114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: Almost Cut My Hair- Crosby, Stills &amp; Nash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few mounths ago i told myself if my ipod ever broke i whould be really really sad. Well a few days ago the battery died so i decided I would go get some cds. I found a nice local used record store. I origannly wanted to get two of the following albums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO- Elliott Smith&lt;br /&gt;Bleach-Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;Meat Puppets 2- Meat Puppets&lt;br /&gt;Lifted or The Story Is in the Soil, Keep Your Ear to the Ground- Bright Eyes (why such a short title?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CD store had about every cd exsept for those. So i got A Pearl Jam cd and a Screaming Trees CD. For some reason Bright Eyes was in "underground rock" I whouldn't call Bright Eyes underground, I mean i know Green Day fans (other then myself) that listen to Bright Eyes. The ipod battery is like 50 bucks so i will have to wait. But I have been doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to be doing homework right now, but I had to give my Mom her mothers day presents first, then i went on the computer and began editing my five page essay, But of course then my brother yells "THERE IS A THING ON HIPPIES ON TV" and obv. I had the watch the two hour thing on hippies that was on, which i found to be a bit negitive. And now i have to post on this beacuase I do not have family members that want to listen to me rant about what is going on in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid pink smileys are also back for a period of time due to lack of other smileys i can find.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-6145776285808531518?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/6145776285808531518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=6145776285808531518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/6145776285808531518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/6145776285808531518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-ipod-has-died.html' title='My ipod has died'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SCdwfymq6xI/AAAAAAAAAH0/PmsK1uOTxTM/s72-c/aaa.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-2866587045257284527</id><published>2008-04-26T12:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:18:04.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yeah</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SBNtCYnOZJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_uzENFPnCek/s1600-h/32.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SBNtCYnOZJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_uzENFPnCek/s320/32.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193614683022451858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SBNtronOZKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/hAzs3anbb04/s1600-h/plain.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SBNtronOZKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/hAzs3anbb04/s320/plain.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193615391692055714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: Miss World- Hole (shut up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also forgot to mention that I am now supporting Obama, he seems like the least of a crook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also started watching tv alot *gasp* I like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNN headline news&lt;br /&gt;George Lopez&lt;br /&gt;Colbert Report&lt;br /&gt;Daily Show&lt;br /&gt;Mythbusters&lt;br /&gt;Those dumb celeberty shows on the E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom told my brother he needs to start wereing deoderant and we got axe and it smells very bad. He thinks it makes him attractive to girls but in reality girls hate the smell of axe, like almost as much as when guys fart which i have no idea why they find farting so funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-2866587045257284527?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/2866587045257284527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=2866587045257284527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/2866587045257284527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/2866587045257284527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-yeah.html' title='oh yeah'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SBNtCYnOZJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_uzENFPnCek/s72-c/32.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-6246001651372602269</id><published>2008-04-26T12:33:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:18:05.028-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit</title><content type='html'>Weather:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SBNpionOZII/AAAAAAAAAHc/oYSAMYWTNjw/s1600-h/32.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SBNpionOZII/AAAAAAAAAHc/oYSAMYWTNjw/s320/32.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193610839026721922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Mood:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SBNotInOZHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/EjPDeEIGNPE/s1600-h/stressed.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SBNotInOZHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/EjPDeEIGNPE/s320/stressed.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193609919903720562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Music:Silver- Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so, my mom works and is a single mom and she naps in all of her free time so she dosn't have time to do laundry alot. So i do it for her sometimes. So she comes into my room all pissed that i did her laundry cuz it's in a basket and not folded. Apperantly something bad happens if you don't fold them. So she comes into my room and starts yelling and takes all her stuff and i'm like "ok i am sorry for being nice i will just let the cloths be all shit".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night in stormed real loud. It poured to and we were drving in it and you chouldn't see anything. My brother took cool videos of the lightning but of course he lost them somehow and got real pissed. I mean we will have alot more storms we live in the fucking midwest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also sick for like 4 days and i was to sick and tierd to do homework so now i will be way behind on my projects. My mom is supposed to take this survey i am doing for school to work and survey people but she keeps forgetting. I also choose a very hard topic to reaserch and we are not allowed to use wikipedia and that is rather cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photobucket also won't let me upload the video i made. It's layout also changes like every week and it's annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-6246001651372602269?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/6246001651372602269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=6246001651372602269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/6246001651372602269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/6246001651372602269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/04/shit.html' title='Shit'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SBNpionOZII/AAAAAAAAAHc/oYSAMYWTNjw/s72-c/32.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-1254800553782086826</id><published>2008-04-19T20:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:18:05.608-06:00</updated><title type='text'>earthquake?</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SAqYHRV0ImI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DwRxgNdvw6Y/s1600-h/26.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SAqYHRV0ImI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DwRxgNdvw6Y/s320/26.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191128771179324002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SAqYHxV0InI/AAAAAAAAAHM/R_-NEcGIt1M/s1600-h/clue.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SAqYHxV0InI/AAAAAAAAAHM/R_-NEcGIt1M/s320/clue.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191128779769258610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:Let it Slide- Mudhoney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like, there is a fault line or whatever it is called in southern illinois. On friday at like 4:30am there was one and it was felt all over the midwest. Including here. Of course i was asleep. I just had to sleep though it. I'm sure if i lived somewhere they happened alot i whould have woken up but when it's a rare chance i don't wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a better set of smileys now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-1254800553782086826?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/1254800553782086826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=1254800553782086826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/1254800553782086826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/1254800553782086826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/04/earthquake.html' title='earthquake?'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SAqYHRV0ImI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DwRxgNdvw6Y/s72-c/26.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-1407441942411754377</id><published>2008-04-11T16:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:56:44.669-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Stuff that has happened to me in the past few weeks</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R__gqBLoH8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/Dkjx-Aglb14/s1600-h/aaa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R__gqBLoH8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/Dkjx-Aglb14/s320/aaa.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188112308230430658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R__hFRLoH9I/AAAAAAAAAGc/-v1YlF8v1w0/s1600-h/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R__hFRLoH9I/AAAAAAAAAGc/-v1YlF8v1w0/s320/happy.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188112776381865938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:Backwater-Meat Puppets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff has been happening. Here are some examples &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I tryed to use a tampon but it wouldn't go in and it hurt, also if i use it i might get tss according to the tampon box, whatever tss is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My teachers now like to tell me i look grunge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have made my decision about what I'm going to do for a living, i'm going to be a hippie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have begun to delete all of the Fall Out Boy and MCR from my ipod, therefor making my music taste really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. the sky is really dark but it's not raining, i think it's constipated,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i have decided that makeup is stupid and now only use it on formal occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I am banned from contacting my online friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also getting quite sick of these cute pink smileys, i am going to go find a better set of smileys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-1407441942411754377?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/1407441942411754377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=1407441942411754377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/1407441942411754377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/1407441942411754377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/04/stuff-that-has-happened-to-me-in-past.html' title='Stuff that has happened to me in the past few weeks'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R__gqBLoH8I/AAAAAAAAAGU/Dkjx-Aglb14/s72-c/aaa.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-2713260386533331811</id><published>2008-03-26T16:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:55:25.395-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>My music teacher hates us</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R-q_z-D9BEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0B_ejrCDeRA/s1600-h/27.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R-q_z-D9BEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0B_ejrCDeRA/s320/27.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182165220796990530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R-rAAOD9BFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0W-4ZJgMAl0/s1600-h/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R-rAAOD9BFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0W-4ZJgMAl0/s320/happy.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182165431250388050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: St. Ides Heaven- Elliott Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like my music teacher has some wierd thing agianst us and she always tells us we can't sing. And now she is making come during art class to practice. She also likes to single us out, but mostly the ones who can sing. Now she is mad at us for not singing loud enouth, I mean if you tell kids they can't sing then they are not going to sing loud obv. So now we have to preform infront of like 20 people and it makes me real sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On lighter not i also got new flannels and i look quite ~grunge~ only now other people are wereing them cuz they are fashionable now and this makes me sad. Maybe grunge is coming back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also I'm pretty sure i'm marrying this man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R-rCzeD9BGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xQdBLyPAh4U/s1600-h/conorrr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R-rCzeD9BGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xQdBLyPAh4U/s320/conorrr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182168510741939298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes he is going to fall in love with me when i meet him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-2713260386533331811?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/2713260386533331811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=2713260386533331811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/2713260386533331811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/2713260386533331811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-music-teacher-hates-us.html' title='My music teacher hates us'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R-q_z-D9BEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/0B_ejrCDeRA/s72-c/27.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-2553883143904010983</id><published>2008-03-19T19:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:53:47.313-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointless rant'/><title type='text'>The Big C”- Community or Conformity?</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R-GvzeD9BCI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8clgaAYOsok/s1600-h/27.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R-GvzeD9BCI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8clgaAYOsok/s320/27.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179614345230615586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R-Gv5eD9BDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iV2w2DafZRs/s1600-h/sad.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R-Gv5eD9BDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iV2w2DafZRs/s320/sad.GIF" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179614448309830706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: Things behind the Sun- Nick Drake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school I attend is very “community” based. Many of the rules that most of the students find unnecessary are apparently for the “community” or “the big C”. No ipods, no cell phones at lunch, etc. All because we are supposed to socialize. Now I have no problem with people socializing, my problem is some people are not always in the mood to “socialize”. Or sometimes people are not with their friends at the moment. Today at lunch my friends all went to the social studies room to catch up on their projects. So I sat alone, I am a quick eater so for about 15 minutes I sat and did nothing. Meanwhile the kids who are the ideal members of the community all giggled and screamed and made stupid jokes. Interestingly enough, the kids who are more active members of the “community” are more likely to talk in class, cheat on their “boyfriends” or “girlfriends”, and have trouble working in groups because they just want to gossip the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago we had those anti drug people come. The presentation was ridicules for the same reasons they always are, they give you no reasons not to do drugs they just tell you to “say no”, they over dramatize the social pressure, and they try to be “cool”. However, there was one part that was rather interesting, they asked for students to come up and act out a situation with them. About seven girls came up, in the scene one girl was trying to get her friend to drink and said to all the kids “see it’s good, try it!” all of the “cool” kids nervously giggled and tried it, but my friend said “no you guys are stupid, I’m going to leave and if you get caught that’s not my problem.” Afterwards they asked “now would you really drink?” and of course they all said no but I am pretty sure that a few unnamed people in that group would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you think about it, we are supposed to do what the “community” does. I know the teachers don’t intend to include stuff like drinking, but when kids are used to “following the community” they will probably not take the time to pause and think about what they are doing, they will just follow. Maybe regret it later, but they can’t go back in time. Another example is a few days ago kids were using the music room without permission. When the teachers asked them why they said “everyone else was there so I thought it was ok”. They are simply used to following the community, that’s the way their minds have been trained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I’m not saying outgoing people are all mindless conformists, but I am thinking perhaps because they want acceptance from their peers so much they are more likely to follow them in whatever they do, both good and bad. Perhaps we should be taught to follow what we think is the right thing to do instead of following the “community” because they could very well be doing something we are not supposed to do or something that isn’t a very good idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-2553883143904010983?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/2553883143904010983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=2553883143904010983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/2553883143904010983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/2553883143904010983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/03/big-c-community-or-conformity.html' title='The Big C”- Community or Conformity?'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R-GvzeD9BCI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8clgaAYOsok/s72-c/27.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-6484522671499615098</id><published>2008-03-11T13:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:53:06.703-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grunge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointless rant'/><title type='text'>"Flannels" for 60 dollers?</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R9bR9KRigNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hWZyfHTRD_s/s1600-h/32.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R9bR9KRigNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hWZyfHTRD_s/s320/32.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176555670369108178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R9bSFaRigOI/AAAAAAAAAFk/n6Lseh4udvI/s1600-h/smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R9bSFaRigOI/AAAAAAAAAFk/n6Lseh4udvI/s320/smile.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176555812103028962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:Overblown- Mudhoney &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Past two days I have been home sick. When I get sick I don't get so sick that i can't walk or anything. Therefor I am catching up on my 90s project, which is going quite well. With the 90s on my mind I have been listening to some grunge music thats not Nirvana. Thats quite new to me. I never tryed it before due to the fact that people said "other grunge is just screaming, Nirvana has talent". I found that to be quite untrue. Screamo is just screaming, I don't get that genre. Oh look "wake me up when september ends" has just came on Nirvanas similer artists radio on last.fm. Thats a bit odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways this weekend my dad dragged me into sears and I found a flannel for 10 bucks in the mens department. So I bought it and wore it with my Nirvana shirt and old converses to a family party to see if my Grandmother would cry. She didn't notice. The next day I was at forever 21 buying earrings and I saw "flannels" for like 60 bucks. Apperantly "flannel" is in again. See I don't like trends, but I really don't like trends if it's something I did first or that was something I was fond of (ex. hating the goverment,listening to music that has never been on the charts,). So now it's like all these kids my age are running around going "OMgZz ThIS FLAnNeL tHiNg WOulD lOoK sO HaWt wItH mY NeWz AbErCrOMbe JeaNs!!111". Meanwhile i'm there with my 10 doller flannel from the mens department and i'm thinking "fuck you, I have a real flannel"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basicly what i'm trying to say is.&lt;br /&gt;A. can't the trend followers just stick with there little abercrombie cloths instead of ruining all that is good?&lt;br /&gt;B. Why pay 60 bucks for something thats supposed to be cheap&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;C. Why is the fashion industry full of tools?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-6484522671499615098?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/6484522671499615098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=6484522671499615098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/6484522671499615098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/6484522671499615098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/03/flannels-for-60-dollers.html' title='&quot;Flannels&quot; for 60 dollers?'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R9bR9KRigNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hWZyfHTRD_s/s72-c/32.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-71539485078983893</id><published>2008-03-03T16:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:18:07.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no post</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R8x_k8_iHjI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WgW4ep0_bjs/s1600-h/aaa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R8x_k8_iHjI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WgW4ep0_bjs/s320/aaa.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173650344766479922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R8x_pM_iHkI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lsF5Mxbjekc/s1600-h/content.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R8x_pM_iHkI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lsF5Mxbjekc/s320/content.GIF" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173650417780923970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:World Wide Suicide- Pearl Jam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Pulaski Day, if you don't know what that is you probably don't live in Illinois. Therefor, consider yourself lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i honestly forget I had a blog. Anyway my life hasn't been quite exiteing. I have a new hobby though, painting. I suck very much at it. I also have became increasingly sensitive to noise. Green Day has also moved out of my top ten, i'm quite proud of that. Last fm is being a bitch and it won't update charts, I find this very rude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-71539485078983893?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/71539485078983893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=71539485078983893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/71539485078983893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/71539485078983893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/03/long-time-no-post.html' title='long time no post'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R8x_k8_iHjI/AAAAAAAAAFM/WgW4ep0_bjs/s72-c/aaa.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-2509462308735404173</id><published>2008-02-19T18:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:18:07.642-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am bored</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R7t2nThaAdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/dxl6mr_OXts/s1600-h/27.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R7t2nThaAdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/dxl6mr_OXts/s320/27.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168855414965141970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R7t2dzhaAcI/AAAAAAAAAE8/9CzgqaeZVpg/s1600-h/sad.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R7t2dzhaAcI/AAAAAAAAAE8/9CzgqaeZVpg/s320/sad.GIF" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168855251756384706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:Cupid's Trick- Elliott Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lack of posts due to lack of post worthy events going on in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have offically reached 1000 plays on last fm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the 90s for this decade project but the teacher won't let you do your own freaking thing and I have to do everything her way, Also we can't use wikipedia. I mean what the hell wikipedia is like the only site that had alot of info on any given topic. I don't know what the hell else I'm going to use. I mean sure it is not always correct but nothing is always 100% correct. The other annoying thing is we need to add pics and it's hard to find good pics of stuff. Plus we can't use google images.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-2509462308735404173?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/2509462308735404173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=2509462308735404173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/2509462308735404173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/2509462308735404173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-bored.html' title='I am bored'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R7t2nThaAdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/dxl6mr_OXts/s72-c/27.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-5542284290575731572</id><published>2008-02-13T15:16:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:55:45.031-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>My social studies teacher hates me</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R7NfeDhaAaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/5ZKHnx70T1g/s1600-h/32.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R7NfeDhaAaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/5ZKHnx70T1g/s320/32.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166578167470227874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R7NfjjhaAbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/SH_mtAPcd7g/s1600-h/mad.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R7NfjjhaAbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/SH_mtAPcd7g/s320/mad.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166578261959508402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My social studies teacher gave me a really bad report card. She said I rarely turn in homework and I am often late for class. Now maybe the reason I rarely turn in homework is due to the fact that I have been missing a lot of class lately and she doesn’t GIVE ME the homework to make up, and I am not often late for class, maybe sometimes but not "often". She also likes to scare me about high school despite the fact that I already get the fucking point and fell like crying whenever the subject comes up. We are doing a decade project and I asked for the 90s, 60s, or 70s. But she will most likely give me a shitty decade like the 80s. I remember when Social Studies was my favorite class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a very shitty report card, I do not achieve the standard in math. I did score in the top 4% for writing skills though, but no one cares about that and it doesn’t get you anywhere, plus people don't even like my writing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-5542284290575731572?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/5542284290575731572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=5542284290575731572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/5542284290575731572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/5542284290575731572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-social-studies-teacher-hates-me.html' title='My social studies teacher hates me'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R7NfeDhaAaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/5ZKHnx70T1g/s72-c/32.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-3868880326816616418</id><published>2008-02-04T19:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:57:28.045-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>I shall post my last fm charts</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R6e7NxFIjHI/AAAAAAAAADs/QLyfFG7wVvI/s1600-h/20.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R6e7NxFIjHI/AAAAAAAAADs/QLyfFG7wVvI/s320/20.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163301342991125618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R6e72hFIjKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4YQICBdKHvU/s1600-h/content.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R6e72hFIjKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4YQICBdKHvU/s320/content.GIF" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163302043070794914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: Reject-Green Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/user/polexiaomg/?chartstyle=artists"&gt;&lt;img src="http://imagegen.last.fm/artists/oartists/10/polexiaomg.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/user/polexiaomg/?chartstyle=tracks"&gt;&lt;img src="http://imagegen.last.fm/tracks/otracks/polexiaomg.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-3868880326816616418?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/3868880326816616418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=3868880326816616418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/3868880326816616418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/3868880326816616418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-shall-post-my-last-fm-charts.html' title='I shall post my last fm charts'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R6e7NxFIjHI/AAAAAAAAADs/QLyfFG7wVvI/s72-c/20.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-2874152533625802535</id><published>2008-01-31T14:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:56:17.353-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>lets pray for a snow day</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R6I3NhFIjGI/AAAAAAAAADk/Ku70h1gHYic/s1600-h/16.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R6I3NhFIjGI/AAAAAAAAADk/Ku70h1gHYic/s320/16.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161748828277738594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R6I3JxFIjFI/AAAAAAAAADc/KzSQdg0pD8E/s1600-h/sad.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R6I3JxFIjFI/AAAAAAAAADc/KzSQdg0pD8E/s320/sad.GIF" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161748763853229138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: The Man Who Sold The World- Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a winter storm warning again. Maybe if I’m really lucky there will be a snow day. Then I won't have to go swimming at school tomorrow, also I won't have to take the latin test that I will fail. I had to leave school early for a doctor’s appointment. Of course PE is first period so I still had that. PE is getting very hard to get out of, I think maybe I will need to "break" my foot. That might be hard. My mom might have her old crutches in the basement. I hate PE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-2874152533625802535?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/2874152533625802535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=2874152533625802535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/2874152533625802535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/2874152533625802535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/01/lets-pray-for-snow-day.html' title='lets pray for a snow day'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R6I3NhFIjGI/AAAAAAAAADk/Ku70h1gHYic/s72-c/16.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-3593748308544003092</id><published>2008-01-30T16:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:55:58.336-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>"high school will be better"</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R6D4LRFIjDI/AAAAAAAAADM/NyI-iFEh8UI/s1600-h/32.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R6D4LRFIjDI/AAAAAAAAADM/NyI-iFEh8UI/s320/32.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161398045413772338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R6D4UBFIjEI/AAAAAAAAADU/Ygw00WmCLFc/s1600-h/unsure.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R6D4UBFIjEI/AAAAAAAAADU/Ygw00WmCLFc/s320/unsure.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161398195737627714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:none, my mother is sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how sometimes people lie to children just to get them to do what you want them to or to shut up? Well High School is one of the things people like to lie about. The interasting thing is, they can't make up their mind on what to say when lieing. First i'll get this rant about how hard high school will be and how we are all going to fail, then someone says "high school will be better" when you complain about everyone being boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that they seem to have to lie to us but I wish they'd at least do a better job lieing. I mean they need to make up their minds. Are they gonna scare us and tell us it's gonna suck or are they gonna tell us it will be great? I mean I'm not going to belive them anyway when they say it's gonna be great but there is no use in scaring the shit out of everyone. Are they like trying to make us suicidal or something? If they want us to work hard telling us we are all going to fail might not work. I mean if your going to fail anways why try?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-3593748308544003092?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/3593748308544003092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=3593748308544003092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/3593748308544003092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/3593748308544003092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/01/high-school-will-be-better.html' title='&quot;high school will be better&quot;'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R6D4LRFIjDI/AAAAAAAAADM/NyI-iFEh8UI/s72-c/32.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-329367926222086555</id><published>2008-01-26T19:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:18:09.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am The Walrus....</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5vc5xFIjBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/RB2R_2wuDgQ/s1600-h/26.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5vc5xFIjBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/RB2R_2wuDgQ/s320/26.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159960683068558354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5vdqhFIjCI/AAAAAAAAADE/-YOz0DW8_do/s1600-h/smile.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5vdqhFIjCI/AAAAAAAAADE/-YOz0DW8_do/s320/smile.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159961520587181090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: Shooting Star- Elliott Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now discovered the joy of the song "I am The Walrus". Tis pretty wonderful. The weather is also less awful now. I also need a new quote for this week. I'm sadly to lazy. Tomorrow we have a "family get together". So that will be hell. I also have alot of homework, but i'm not going to think about all that shit right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-329367926222086555?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/329367926222086555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=329367926222086555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/329367926222086555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/329367926222086555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-walrus.html' title='I am The Walrus....'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5vc5xFIjBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/RB2R_2wuDgQ/s72-c/26.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-881636864171504777</id><published>2008-01-23T15:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:18:10.048-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Weather is Aweful</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5e36RFIi_I/AAAAAAAAACs/gL6yvNTF5W4/s1600-h/16.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5e36RFIi_I/AAAAAAAAACs/gL6yvNTF5W4/s320/16.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158794109821422578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5e4MhFIjAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/168tbmUc7iU/s1600-h/unsure.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5e4MhFIjAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/168tbmUc7iU/s320/unsure.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158794423354035202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: You Know Your Right-Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today at school a pipe bursted or something and some rooms got flooded. And then the heater started blowing cold air. So tonight it's gonna be like one degree with like -17 degree wind chills. And tomorrow the high is like 10. With like -20 degree wind chills. The wierd thing is it will get like 30 degrees warmer by monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-881636864171504777?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/881636864171504777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=881636864171504777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/881636864171504777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/881636864171504777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-weather-is-aweful.html' title='This Weather is Aweful'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5e36RFIi_I/AAAAAAAAACs/gL6yvNTF5W4/s72-c/16.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-2876221464235078606</id><published>2008-01-21T11:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:18:10.398-06:00</updated><title type='text'>grrrr</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5TTSFyfcLI/AAAAAAAAACc/qPjBkBLjn4o/s1600-h/aaa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5TTSFyfcLI/AAAAAAAAACc/qPjBkBLjn4o/s320/aaa.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157979780991119538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5TTpVyfcMI/AAAAAAAAACk/YvKXDnVRNYQ/s1600-h/unsure.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5TTpVyfcMI/AAAAAAAAACk/YvKXDnVRNYQ/s320/unsure.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157980180423078082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: Coming Up Roses- Elliott Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy MLK day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night I didn't fall asleep until like 4am and then at like ten my mother walks into my room and is like "Jenna wanna go out to breakfest?" and I hear my brother moms boyfriends kids in the backround and i'm like "no" and then she gets all shocked. I mean if i woke her up when she was having sleeping issues and finally fell asleep she whouldn't want to go out to breakfest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to do homework. Why do they give us that over weekends?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-2876221464235078606?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/2876221464235078606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=2876221464235078606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/2876221464235078606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/2876221464235078606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/01/grrrr.html' title='grrrr'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5TTSFyfcLI/AAAAAAAAACc/qPjBkBLjn4o/s72-c/aaa.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-3655376358753581969</id><published>2008-01-20T09:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:57:05.128-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Brrrrrr</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5Ni5FyfcJI/AAAAAAAAACM/Oa11Vg_ygAI/s1600-h/32.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5Ni5FyfcJI/AAAAAAAAACM/Oa11Vg_ygAI/s320/32.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157574731215368338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5Ni9VyfcKI/AAAAAAAAACU/X7TCT8Ibxhg/s1600-h/smile.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5Ni9VyfcKI/AAAAAAAAACU/X7TCT8Ibxhg/s320/smile.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157574804229812386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: Jacksonville-Sufjan Stevens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday it was like 3 degrees. -20 With wind chill. It's really odd when you go downtown cause then steam comes out of all the sewers and stuff. It's also very cold in this house. There is frost INSIDE near the door. I guess we need insolation. Luckily it will warm up by tomorrow (25 degrees lol). I'm normally not that bad with the cold. I'd rather it be -2 degrees then 115 degrees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-3655376358753581969?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/3655376358753581969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=3655376358753581969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/3655376358753581969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/3655376358753581969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/01/brrrrrr.html' title='Brrrrrr'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5Ni5FyfcJI/AAAAAAAAACM/Oa11Vg_ygAI/s72-c/32.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-9151319948878212057</id><published>2008-01-18T11:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:18:11.029-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sick</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5DnEVyfcHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eCdG1Fh_sWY/s1600-h/32.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5DnEVyfcHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eCdG1Fh_sWY/s320/32.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156875635093631090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5Dm2lyfcGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Pj92tWFth-k/s1600-h/smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5Dm2lyfcGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Pj92tWFth-k/s320/smile.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156875398870429794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: I Belive In Symmetry- Bright Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night when browseing last fm I found the reason that It wasn't playing Sufjan Stevens &lt;br /&gt;"Sufjan Stevens isn’t yet available to play on Last.fm. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OIC, yes I'm slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm home "sick" today (you know how as soon as you call in and say your not going to school you feel better?.) I havn't showered in three days, The heater keeps going on and off and our house keeps switching from about 55 degrees to about 77 degrees. And It's gonna be really cold tomorrow, like we even get this awesome cold icon on the NWS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5DoZFyfcII/AAAAAAAAACE/5Ou7mSglBwE/s1600-h/cold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5DoZFyfcII/AAAAAAAAACE/5Ou7mSglBwE/s320/cold.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156877091087544450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it pretty? I wonder why the asshole is walking in the cold, he should be inside. Perhaps he is a Minnisotan and is used to the cold weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to go make myself some miso soup, being "sick" is so fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-9151319948878212057?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/9151319948878212057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=9151319948878212057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/9151319948878212057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/9151319948878212057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/01/home-sick.html' title='Home Sick'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R5DnEVyfcHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eCdG1Fh_sWY/s72-c/32.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-4833936675048646358</id><published>2008-01-17T16:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:18:11.228-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of updates due to boringness of my everyday life</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R4_dPlyfcEI/AAAAAAAAABk/zjzekNFkCpE/s1600-h/16.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R4_dPlyfcEI/AAAAAAAAABk/zjzekNFkCpE/s320/16.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156583358274170946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R4_dylyfcFI/AAAAAAAAABs/S2hlawWiUyk/s1600-h/unsure.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R4_dylyfcFI/AAAAAAAAABs/S2hlawWiUyk/s320/unsure.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156583959569592402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:Uptight- Green Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Thursday, Something really bad always happens on Thursday, I'm exspecting a blizzard to come or something, I mean last time I cheaked it was snowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel very good also, I think I might be coming down with something. I wish i'd get sick on the weekdays so i chould at least miss school. PE has been very aweful. We are doing dance, I mean if we wanted to dance we would take a dance class. Yesterday the music was like something about "sunshine". FYI thats slang for herorin, so teachniclly thats not school appropreite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last FM is still being mean, still no Sufjan =(.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-4833936675048646358?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/4833936675048646358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=4833936675048646358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/4833936675048646358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/4833936675048646358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/01/lack-of-updates-due-to-boringness-of-my.html' title='Lack of updates due to boringness of my everyday life'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R4_dPlyfcEI/AAAAAAAAABk/zjzekNFkCpE/s72-c/16.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-7381717840107240871</id><published>2008-01-12T19:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:55:10.161-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Overrated Stuff</title><content type='html'>Weather: Weather: &lt;a href="http://s75.photobucket.com/albums/i310/xxxxx_i_wanna_be_the_minorady/?action=view&amp;current=26.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i310/xxxxx_i_wanna_be_the_minorady/26.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R4lrOFyfb9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/rVu1XbxC26s/s1600-h/unsure.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R4lrOFyfb9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/rVu1XbxC26s/s320/unsure.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154769138318536658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: Drain You- Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of overrated things… here are some more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just my opinion, please don’t be offended. I don’t even know why I’m posting this. I was in an rather angry mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abercrombie and fitch: I mean not only are the cloths utterly boring, but they are also overpriced and everything says “Abercrombie” on it so your pretty much a walking advertisement. It’s also degrading to woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myspace: so you go around posting pics of yourself at unnecessarily odd angles. Then you run around saying “OmgZZ Add M3!111” to everyone without getting to know them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm Weather: what’s so great about it? Like I know being cold is fun but it’s not fun when it’s 95 degrees either. You get all sweaty, and then the sun beats down on you and you get dehydrated. Also you can bundle up when its cold, but you can’t really do anything to cool off with cloths, except for strip, but that’s illegal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being “normal”: Everyone puts so much effort into not being weird and fitting in, seriously, everyone just becomes so boring. If we where all our own person it would be so much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Last Harry Potter Book: ok, like if my friends are reading this they will probably shoot me. I’m not saying I don’t like Harry Potter, it’s a creative idea, It’s well written. But It’s not as great as it’s made out to be. The ending was so predictable, of course something bad would happen to him and scare you, but in the end it would all be ok. It would be a lot more interesting if he got murdered and everyone died or something. I mean sad? Yeah, but still it’s just so predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Southern California: everyone is all “OmGz LA!!1111” or whatever. Personally I think it’s not that great. It’s really polluted, like there is always smog. It’s also really dry, I mean sunny is nice but then there are fires that kill everything in there path every year. The only reason everyone likes it is because it’s the center of the film industry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in general: so like, you are born and then you die. Woopie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-7381717840107240871?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/7381717840107240871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=7381717840107240871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/7381717840107240871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/7381717840107240871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/01/overrated-stuff.html' title='Overrated Stuff'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R4lrOFyfb9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/rVu1XbxC26s/s72-c/unsure.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-5716276411264927331</id><published>2008-01-12T18:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:18:11.642-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekend is to freaking short, and football is overrated.</title><content type='html'>Weather: &lt;a href="http://s75.photobucket.com/albums/i310/xxxxx_i_wanna_be_the_minorady/?action=view&amp;current=26.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i310/xxxxx_i_wanna_be_the_minorady/26.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R4lgA1yfb8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/cTzNP5niQk4/s1600-h/angry.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R4lgA1yfb8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/cTzNP5niQk4/s320/angry.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154756816057364418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: Needle In The Hay- Elliott Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean really, it's already more then half over, whats the point of making it so short? Everyone wants it to be longer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, you know how some people have life's? I'm stuck at home listening to my brother and dad watch football. I mean, I don't get the big deal with football. Like, there are starving kids in Africa and all anyone can care about is football, hell, there are starving kids here too, and starving old people. But for some reason all we can care about is football. I had had the Independence and I was allowed to make my own choices I'd choose to be doing something that makes some sort of progress, not sitting and watching football. I don't even see how it's interesting. It's so repetitive, there is absolutely no creativity involved in it. But thats just my silly little view on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-5716276411264927331?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/5716276411264927331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=5716276411264927331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/5716276411264927331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/5716276411264927331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/01/weekend-is-to-freaking-short-and.html' title='The weekend is to freaking short, and football is overrated.'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R4lgA1yfb8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/cTzNP5niQk4/s72-c/angry.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3782405052619704505.post-1480076635262021520</id><published>2008-01-11T19:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:54:53.392-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Things I must do over the weekend (for own use)</title><content type='html'>Weather:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R4gdPVyfb5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hk0en9fctM8/s1600-h/aaa.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154401922909695890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R4gdPVyfb5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hk0en9fctM8/s320/aaa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Mood: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R4geDVyfb6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/5LmD-Ndj9jI/s1600-h/happy0200.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154402816262893474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R4geDVyfb6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/5LmD-Ndj9jI/s320/happy0200.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: To Be Alone With You- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sufjan&lt;/span&gt; Stevens &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. find new reading material&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;research&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;candidates&lt;/span&gt; and make final &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. eat real food and not just snack on cookies and ice cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. math &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Latin&lt;/span&gt; homework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. write long rant on something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. come up with list of names to use in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;storeys&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. finish collage before it gets thrown away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3782405052619704505-1480076635262021520?l=theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/1480076635262021520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3782405052619704505&amp;postID=1480076635262021520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/1480076635262021520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3782405052619704505/posts/default/1480076635262021520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theurldosntmatter.blogspot.com/2008/01/things-i-must-do-over-weekend-for-own.html' title='Things I must do over the weekend (for own use)'/><author><name>Polexia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14621937641489785601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='19' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/SPPsUyzYq0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/64e0W30wAmQ/S220/119331986562619.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UkvcqzLBHSE/R4gdPVyfb5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hk0en9fctM8/s72-c/aaa.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
