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  <title>.:. Strawberry [Delight] .:.</title>
  <subtitle>Hold Me Tight and Never Let Go</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Matti</name>
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  <updated>2006-01-29T01:14:04Z</updated>
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    <title>~¤~ I Would Die... ~¤~</title>
    <published>2006-01-29T01:14:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-29T01:14:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I asked you if I was *fat*, you said yes of course.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked you if you wanted to be with me *forever*, you said no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked you if you would cry if I walked *away*, you said no.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had heard too much, and need to leave and&lt;br /&gt;as I walked away.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You grabbed my arm and told me to stay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your not pretty, your ~beautiful~.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing fat, or big, about you is your ~heart~.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be with you forever, I ~need~ to be with you forever.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, baby, I wouldn't cry if you walked away...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I would die~.&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>~¤~ Fromal Prep! ~¤~</title>
    <published>2006-01-18T20:07:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-18T20:07:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Little Bitty Pretty One</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after school I got my eyebrows done and they look nice.  I barely got anything done, it looks very natural.  So I asked Dan to the formal and he said yes!  I'm glad I'm going with a friend that'll make it fun!  So yeah...I dont know the full plans yet.  Haha.  I'm so dumb! &amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;lt;33 Matti</content>
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    <title>~¤~ Mother ~¤~</title>
    <published>2006-01-18T02:27:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-18T02:27:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is really begining to make me upset. She never listens to what I have to say.  I mean, If I come into the office while you're on the computer and want to talk to you, you don't shoe me away because you're playing one of your oh-so-important word racer games online.  How long is it going to take for you to realize that I DONT CARE IF IT'S RATED!! I'm sorry if I always thought that your daughter was more important to you then some internet game rateing.  I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, after school I let you on b/c I just didn't care.  Then after swimming, I just wanted to get on.  It was 9 oclock and I would have been off in 45 mins anyway.  Yes, when you say "15 minutes" I'll get upset.  She had been on since I got home from school and didn't even GO TO WORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, i know my parents "split up" what...a few months ago?  It drives the whole family crazy that she's always on the computer, and that her games are more important than anything.  So when I try and talk to her, she doesnt ever actually listen.  Then when I get her to listen, I have to yell, and I get in trouble.  So she ended up not letting me get on at all.  Thank you, mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I found the loophole.  I hooked up the old computer and pulled out the router + cord and just used that.  So I'm posting from there real quick while I sit here and cry like I usually do.  These are the times I wish that Ryan were home.  I always pictured that when he had his license, we could just drive away together.  Get away from everything, especially my mom and sometimes dad. It wouldn't matter where we went.  Even to the gas station up the corner for icies.  Even to..canada for all I care.  But he's not here and I'm left to deal with this myself.  It's a battle I must fight alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my mom not loving my dad anymore, and my dad using passive agression to try and get me to not love my mom anymore(he doens't know he does it), I'm just getting torn apart from the inside out.  I don't know how much more I an take...&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;lt;33 Matti</content>
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    <title>~¤~ BucketStamp ~¤~</title>
    <published>2006-01-15T05:19:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-15T05:34:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Oklahoma(boy in pictures)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://w26.photobucket.com/widgets/dynamicflash.php?featuretype=bucketstamp&amp;amp;featurename=Matti&amp;amp;pa=/c116/mirror16mirror/Me/"&gt;Click here for the BucketStamp I made of mwah!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;lt;33 Matti</content>
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    <title>~¤~ Holiday Dance ~¤~</title>
    <published>2006-01-07T04:11:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-07T04:11:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Livin on a Prayer :: Bon Jovi</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="right"&gt;Eww, this dance was pretty fucked up :(  It started with me just chilaxing and it was fun.  Then Brenan Mcgee asked me to MY freshman formal.  I had to say maybe because I'm still kind of...in the middle with someone?  I think? I dunno but I couldn't say yes, but I couldn't say no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well multiple times he came up behind me and grabbed my waist and got all up on me dancing and stuff.  It was kind of uncomfortable for me, only because of the way we met.  He's my big brother's best friend's little brother...If that makes any sense... Well anyway I danced with him and Marqueese.  I don't like either of them THAT way, so I'm not too worried right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Brennan tried to slow dance with me.  I told him that I don't slow dance.  The truth? I've never slow danced before.  I'm saving that.  I've had my first fast dance, and my frist kiss, and I hooked up with someone before.  None of them meant anything to me.  I'm saving my first slowdance to be something special.  Maybe at the formal?  God I hope so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe broke up with Alison.  I guess it's better than going out with her when he didn't want to?  Ok, it definately is in my book. The downside?  HE'S TAKING EMILY WRIGHT TO THE FORMAL! Ughh... I can't &lt;i&gt;stand&lt;/i&gt; that girl.  She is such a bitch to me.  Not to mention two-faced...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.  I'm actually rather tired but I'm not sleeping yet because I can't! I've got wayy to much on my mind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;lt;33 Matti</content>
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    <title>~¤~ Swim Meet ~¤~</title>
    <published>2006-01-06T01:05:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-06T01:05:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pray For Him</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="right"&gt;Today our team swam against Upper Darby.  I knew that we wouldn't win, just because I knew that their team is awsome :o&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, usually I only swim one event.  Today, however, Ted put me in THREE! My first emotion was nervious,  then I got excited, like whoopty doo!  Once it sunk in, it was kind of a questioning feeling.  "Why me?"  You know, the whole self doubt thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I swam my first event shortly after diving was over.  It was the 100 Free.  That's four laps free style.  I got a 1:06 as a time and... fifth?  I'm not too sure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after a break during the 500 I rested up for my next event which was the 200 Freestyle relay. That's when four people swim a total of eight laps, two laps each.  I did alright, though I was still a bit tired from my previous event.  As I was getting out, I felt a little sting on my left big toe.  As I was heading back over to my team, I felt it hurt just a little bit more and looked down to see that my toe was bleeding all over the deck.  I got really scarred and went into a little nook with some of my teammates so that coach wouldn't see it.  Well, one of them got him against my will.  He told me to clean it up and let him look at it.  So anyway I must have sliced my tow open on the edge of the pool as I got out.  Well it stung for a while, and Ted got me a bandaid, but I was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then it was just a matter of time until my last event, which was the 400 Free relay. That's the same as the 200, but with four laps a person, sixteen laps total.  I dove in and my toe stung immediately, but in the end I was fine. I'm worried that it will hurt in my shoe tomorrow and at the dance tomorrow night, but I'll be alright :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, we lost the meet ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;lt;33 Matti</content>
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    <title>~¤~ New Layout ~¤~</title>
    <published>2006-01-05T02:33:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-05T02:35:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="right"&gt;So there's a new layout.  It's Strawberry Delight &amp;lt;33 I love it.  So it's been a while.  I'm gonna TRY and get actice again =P It's hard with all this swimming stuff, though.  So, anyway.  Right now a lot is going on.  My main concern is the freshman formal + alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The freshman formal's coming up and, as expected, I don't have a date.  I want a date, is the problem.  I've been waiting night and day for this  certain guy from HC to call me, since he asked me for my #, so that I could ask him to the formal, but he never did.  So I've got another guy in mind, but I don't think that he'd say yes.  =/ Slight dilema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex has been seriously PMSing or something since tuesday.  She's been irritated at me a lot and I don't understand what I did :(  So I'm just trying to back off and let her have some space for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swim Meet tomorrow.  Upper Darby.  Yay I'm gonna see Anne.  And then another one on Fri.  Agnus Irwin/Haverford School. There's a dance on Fri as well.  Shall I go? I'm not sure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;lt;33 Matti</content>
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    <title>~¤~ Cigars! ~¤~</title>
    <published>2005-12-13T02:31:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-13T02:31:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"So the guy bough a case of expensive cigars and had them insured against fire for $15,000.  Next thing you know, the insurance company gets a claim, saying all the cigars were lost in a series of small fires..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"..He &lt;i&gt;smoked&lt;/i&gt; them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah.  But the judge ruled that the company guaranteed the cigars as insurable against fire, without defining &lt;i&gt;acceptable&lt;/i&gt; fire. &lt;br /&gt;"So the insurance company paid out the money, and then had him arrested for twenty-four counts of arson."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"The judge threw out the case, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The judge sentanced him to twenty-four consecutive one year terms."</content>
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    <title>~¤~ Wow! ~¤~</title>
    <published>2005-12-07T02:54:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-08T03:25:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Faith Hill :: Fireflies</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's been a while! I have no time to update :-(  So call me if you need to know about my life! Ahh! Bed Time &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((Will edit this post with more detail when I get timee!))</content>
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    <title>~¤~ Updates! Concert/HC/Swim ~¤~</title>
    <published>2005-11-30T11:07:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-30T11:07:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Christmas Shoes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;Next Monday night will be my chorus concert for the winter season.  Mrs. Gaertner appointed two solos to me without me even asking! Then I tried out and got another one! It's gonna be one helluva concert, so come if your in town!  It stars at like 7:30 I think.  Be there or be square!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave friday at about 6ish I guess for Harvy Ceaders! It's that time of year again! Yay! &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday is the first swim meet.  Dunno If I'll be swimming because I'm missing a few days of practice for my concert and for Harvy Ceaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Matti&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>~¤~ Quizzes! ~¤~</title>
    <published>2005-11-26T04:52:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-26T04:52:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F88B8B" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Boyish and 60% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A7CEFF"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Changing Leaves&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpartoffallareyouquiz/changing-leaves.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pretty, but soon dead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpartoffallareyouquiz/"&gt;What Part of Fall Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A67C51" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Milk Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C69C6D"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/milk-chocolate.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life.&lt;br /&gt;Also nostelgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Chocolate Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>~¤~ Survey!! ~¤~</title>
    <published>2005-11-19T04:28:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-19T04:28:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nothing is Sound :: Switchfoot</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1) What stickers do you have on your car, if any?&lt;br /&gt;Well, for starters I don't have a car, and there for have no stickers on it! BUT, if i DID have a car, and there WHERE stickers on it, they would be something like a little piggie or cow face and "Hug me.  Don't eat me" next to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What posters do you have in your room?&lt;br /&gt;Ten Mile Tide, Switchfoot, and an Astronomy Chart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What do you hear right now?&lt;br /&gt;Switchfoot (Nothing is Sound)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If you could drink anything right this second, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Sherly Temple! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Does anything hurt on your body right now?&lt;br /&gt;Feet from dancing + neck is tense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) If someone you hated died, would you laugh and spit on their grave?&lt;br /&gt;Uhm.  If I really hated someone that much, there's a good chance I wouldn't be visiting their grave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) What’s your job position called?&lt;br /&gt;Ooo I get the coolest name tag that says "UNEMPLOYED".  Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What size ring do you wear?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.  I'd have to check.  Maybe an 8?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you own a camera phone?&lt;br /&gt;Yep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) What’s your bf/gf birthday?&lt;br /&gt;Single.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What was your elementary school’s mascot?&lt;br /&gt;White Tailed Deer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) What’s your favorite bottled water?&lt;br /&gt;Water is Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) What’s the next concert/show you’re going to and when?&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to see Seeusical at the media theater sometime soon-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) What were you doing at 9 pm last night?&lt;br /&gt;Reading "The Good Earth" for Mr. Nolen homework.  Though I was dripping wet from practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) What’s your favorite Starbucks drink?&lt;br /&gt;Hot Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you exercise as much as you should?&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Did you attend your High School prom?&lt;br /&gt;Well..I hope to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Did you go to someone else’s prom?&lt;br /&gt;Hehe I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Would you give your bf/gf a second chance if they cheated on you?&lt;br /&gt;If I had one, probably not.  Depends, but there's a good chance I'd tell him to fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME STRANGE QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something purple within 5 feet of you:&lt;br /&gt;A sticky note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long can you hold your breath underwater?&lt;br /&gt;Long.  Uhm maybe a minute or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite ice crea flavor?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate chip cookie dough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your nails were last painted?&lt;br /&gt;For band concert last monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weirdest thing you’ve ever heated in the microwave?&lt;br /&gt;I've tries making smore and cookies in the mircowave(though the cookies weren't too good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparkly things?&lt;br /&gt;Oooo. Shiny!  Easily distracting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever crash a car, been in accidents?&lt;br /&gt;Never crashed a car - can't drive.  I've been in almost accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you look good in yellow?&lt;br /&gt;I dont look BAD in yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sing?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.  I'm in choir, was in songfest(district chorus) last year, and have a solo every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever sang in front of a crowd?&lt;br /&gt;Yep, Choir since 4th grade to now w/ a solo 2wice a year since 7th grade winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you dance?&lt;br /&gt;As a sport? I did when I was 2-6.  But now I just dance with my girls for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your hair long enough to chew on?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Least favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;Pink/Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite kind of pizza?&lt;br /&gt;X-tra cheezy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had Dippin’ Dots?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;Clarinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many tickets do you have?&lt;br /&gt;What kind of tickets...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you own your own car?&lt;br /&gt;Haha no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of car is it?&lt;br /&gt;N/A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to get married?&lt;br /&gt;Yessum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At what age do you want to have kids?&lt;br /&gt;Like when I'm 30 or younger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many kids?&lt;br /&gt;3</content>
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    <title>~¤~ Grandpa ~¤~</title>
    <published>2005-11-06T23:23:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-06T23:23:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;Grandpa was a story teller and could sing like a lark.&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa loved people, would sit up till it was dark.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone was around, he'd have a story or two.&lt;br /&gt;Or he would turn on the radio to get another view.&lt;br /&gt;There was no TV in those days of yore.&lt;br /&gt;It was the 20s and 30s- who knew what was in store?&lt;br /&gt;If he could see the world of today,&lt;br /&gt;He'd get down on his knees and how he would pray.&lt;br /&gt;To find peace in the world, less violence and strife.&lt;br /&gt;To love one another, get those guns out of our life.&lt;br /&gt;My Grandpa- and I bet yours too,&lt;br /&gt;Would hope and pray these things will come true.&lt;br /&gt;But now that you're a Grandpa too, &lt;br /&gt;Is there anything at all that we can do?&lt;br /&gt;To make our young Grandkis see what's ahead.&lt;br /&gt;To try to be like Grandpa, and the life that he lead.&lt;br /&gt;-Betty Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;33 RIP Thomas Williams. 11/5/05.&lt;br /&gt;I love you pap.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>~¤~ My Old Friend ~¤~</title>
    <published>2005-11-06T17:41:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-06T17:41:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's been a while.  Sorry for that.  Anyway, lemme getcha updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex and I are not in a fight anymore.  Made up pretty fast when I tripped and fell flat on my face in science.  Haha.  I'm such a clutz &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that the only thing going good for me right now is my almost but not quite boyfriend ;) and by that I just mean I've fallen real hard for a guy and signs are showing that he feels the same way ^.~ Not too much has happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Matti</content>
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    <title>~¤~ Fight ~¤~</title>
    <published>2005-10-27T10:22:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-27T10:22:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Alex and I are in a fight.  I'm sad.  But more angry.  Very very angry.  My anger will show more than my sadness I hope.  Cause I'm angry.  That girl....Ughh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Matti</content>
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    <title>chippy2gin @ 2005-10-16T22:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-17T02:13:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-17T22:53:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Breathe(2 AM) :: Ana Nalick</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;u&gt;I Shall Wear Purple&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am an old woman&lt;br /&gt;I shall wear purple,&lt;br /&gt;With a red hat which doesn't go and doesn't suit me.&lt;br /&gt;And I shall spend my pension on brandy and&lt;br /&gt;summer gloves. And satin sandals, and say we've&lt;br /&gt;no money for butter.  I shall sit down on the pavement&lt;br /&gt;when I'm tired. And gobble up samples in shops and&lt;br /&gt;press alarm bells. And run my stick along public&lt;br /&gt;railings. And make up for the sobriety of my youth.&lt;br /&gt;I shall go out in my slippers in the rain. And pick&lt;br /&gt;flowers in other people's gardens. And learn to&lt;br /&gt;spit...&lt;br /&gt;But, maybe I ought to practice a little now? So&lt;br /&gt;people who know me are not too shocked or surprised&lt;br /&gt;when suddenly I am old and start to wear&lt;br /&gt;purple.</content>
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    <title>chippy2gin @ 2005-10-08T09:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-08T14:09:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-08T14:09:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I hope you dance :: Lee Ann Womack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;Whoever said &lt;font color="#FFFF66"&gt;sunshine&lt;/font&gt; is happiness has never gone dancing in the &lt;font color="#0099CC"&gt;rain&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys: JulianaKatieKaraRichard &amp;lt;333  You guys are Cuh-Ray-Zeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Matti</content>
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    <title>~¤~ Busy Busy Busy! ~¤~</title>
    <published>2005-10-06T23:26:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-06T23:26:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Be My Escape :: Relient K</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;I havn't posted in so long, sorry!  Well, I've been busy and this coming weekend is even busier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri- Pep Rally in school periods 6 and 7.  I have to get up in front of the whole school and dance! Eep! They're making us shimmy and do the robot. Talk about embarassing!  Oh well, safety in numbers! If we all look like retards together it'll be fun!  And don't forget Cathleen's advice on "Let's Groove".  "HIPS AND ASSS!!!" &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Fri night is the Homecoming football game.  Should be pretty fun!  I'm looking foward to preforming for alot of my friends, even though I'm not that great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat- Saturday should be alot of fun.  My mom's friend Val is coming to stay with me so I have rides and everything.  So on sat we're going shopping to get shoes to match my dress for the homecoming dance that night! Yay! People might come over before to get ready or just for pics or whatever.  Either way it'll be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun- We have a confirmation trip from around 11 am to 4 pm.  I have no idea where we are going.  They basically shove us in a car and drive us somewhere. We'll know where we're going once we get there for the most part.  It's a little confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love from the busy beaver,&lt;br /&gt;-Matti&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>~¤~ MySpace ~¤~</title>
    <published>2005-10-02T17:45:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-02T17:45:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gimme the light :: Sean Paul</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/chippy2gin"&gt;http://myspace.com/chippy2gin&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>chippy2gin @ 2005-10-01T13:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-01T17:26:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-01T17:26:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt; Footprints in the Sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night a man had a dream. He dreamed&lt;br /&gt;he was walking along the beach with the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.&lt;br /&gt;For each scene he noticed two sets of&lt;br /&gt;footprints in the sand: one belonging&lt;br /&gt;to him, and the other to the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the last scene of his life flashed before him,&lt;br /&gt;he looked back at the footprints in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He noticed that many times along the path of&lt;br /&gt;his life there was only one set of footprints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also noticed that it happened at the very&lt;br /&gt;lowest and saddest times in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really bothered him and he&lt;br /&gt;questioned the LORD about it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LORD, you said that once I decided to follow&lt;br /&gt;you, you'd walk with me all the way.&lt;br /&gt;But I have noticed that during the most&lt;br /&gt;troublesome times in my life,&lt;br /&gt;there is only one set of footprints.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why when&lt;br /&gt;I needed you most you would leave me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD replied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My son, my precious child,&lt;br /&gt;I love you and I would never leave you.&lt;br /&gt;During your times of trial and suffering,&lt;br /&gt;when you see only one set of footprints,&lt;br /&gt;it was then that I carried you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by Mary Stevenson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v63/ginger0snap/footprints.jpg" alt="." /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>~¤~ Ugh ~¤~</title>
    <published>2005-10-01T03:17:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-01T03:18:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today in spanish I almost got a detention.  Avery coleman looks at this pic on a poster on the wall of me and my bro and goes "whos that fat kid next to you?" And I said "you better shut the fuck up right now" He told the teacher.  She wasn't mad at me, but got really pissed at him for that comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game was cool, we won, 21-13.  They scored with 1 sec left.  We still won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALEXBERT came back to visit.  I was so happy.  I miss having him and the other peeps around.  Anyway im soo tired nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Matti</content>
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    <title>~¤~ Bored ~¤~</title>
    <published>2005-09-28T10:38:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-28T10:39:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;Nothing interesting has been going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been kinda dull for the past few days.  I wonder if it's cuz my dad's out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Matti</content>
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    <title>~¤~ Friends Only ~¤~</title>
    <published>2005-09-26T22:31:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-26T22:31:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have a new friends only LJ.  That means its alot more personal.  You can only read it if you comment for me to add you on the first post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/mirror16mirror/"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/users/mirror16mirror/&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>~¤~ Secksy Day ~¤~</title>
    <published>2005-09-26T22:30:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-26T22:30:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>When I go Down :: relient K</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;Haha I was looking goood today at school, lemme tell ya! Not much happened today....&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Matti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho Hum...</content>
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    <title>~¤~ Amazing Race ~¤~</title>
    <published>2005-09-26T02:15:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-26T02:15:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Who I am hates who I've been :: relient K</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;Well tonight was the amazing race.  It was soo much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I got there and we filled in our names for our group.  It was the norm church group.  Me, Katie Davis, Kara Kenney, Juliana Weathers, Claire Z., and Richard Forbes.  So we where all in the car. I'll just go through the stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first clue said to head to SLMS track and to have 1 person ready to be our task person.  We had Richard run 2 laps.  So we got our clue to the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we had to head to Penncrest Tennis Courts.  We thought it'd be tennis, but it was frisbe.  So Richard and  Claire weren't particularly excelent at frisbee, but we eventually got it.  Basikally they had to have 3 consecutive throws inside of the tennis court over the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to Lenni Park.  Juliana got us there.  Though she's map retarded.  It's ok.  There we had to do Frisbee golf.  Me and Katie where on a team.  Katie went first and threw it under the playground, somehow.  So I had to throw it next.  I was really good! I came very close to the trash can goal.  Then Katie threw it like an inch, and I finished it off. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we went to Strath Haven football feild.  Kara and Juliana had to make 2 goals in the soccer net.  Tres easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to the acme in media.  Juliana and I had to buy 2 jars of baby food: One fruit, one vege.  So I ran to grab them and Juliana met me at the regester.  She held up and apple and a bunch of carrots and said "Here guys!" Omg it was the cutest thing ever! If you see me in school ask me to act it out for you.  It was even cuter cause Juliana is in 8th grade.  Hehe.  The group behind us thought it would be funny, and bought Spinnage Lazagna baby good. Eww. Then it turned out that we had to eat it.  I had Katie eat mine.  But I feel bad for the group behind me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we drove back to church to get the church calanders.  We had to put 10 of them under winsheild wipers at the granite run mall, then play this weird game w/ 2 ppl.  Katie and Claire had to like say what each other where wearing was tres weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last we went to Taylor Buchanon's house, the final stop.  As anticipated, Mark had a bonfire going.  Juliana and I sat down by the fire and I just started bawling my eyes out. Just with my parents being so on my case and yelling at each other since they "split up".  I dunno.  Then my mom called me and she was sooo pissed cuz she didn't know where I was.  I got a ride home with Juliana so I could calm down and stop crying before I had to leave.  Man, that girl is amazing &amp;lt;333.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's pretty much it.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing &lt;u&gt;race&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;How sweet the sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Matti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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