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  <updated>2006-01-22T06:40:34Z</updated>
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    <title>Beat the Beast</title>
    <published>2006-01-22T06:40:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-22T06:40:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok so today was the erg competition and well i was nervous as shit cause Rob had high hopes for me i was scared as shit and i knew i wouldnt do amazing i just didnt want to embarass myself. altho i manged to suck and embarass my self by bringin up the rear in my heat. which i found crazy cause i tried so hard i had absolutly nothing left. i had a dope coxian tho it was Paul De Flipp and Rob was helpin me so yah im no really sore and tired so im gunna end this blogg entry</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:frkystyley:2248</id>
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    <title>Dave The Dope Finde Shooting Dope</title>
    <published>2006-01-16T03:13:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-16T03:13:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Slick Rick-Bedtime Story</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3"&gt;Hollar back, &lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So as most of you
know(or should know) yesterday twas my 16 birthday. It was kinda a big
deal...to me anywhay cause it means i can finally drive. so im su-par
pumped about that. but yes yesterday was tres bon even tho i was at
school. i shall explain my day. i go to school go to chapel and we sing
my house hym which is the best him and it was good then chapel was cut
short casue so many ppl werent there cause of sports. then lunch came
and there was donughts fo dessert so i was happy. then i was like good
my birthday wont be announce( i hade kept my birthday on the downlow
didnt want to be beaten) but shure enough my lovely friend amber yelled
at the top of her lungs HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRENDAN!!! so sure enough i get
back to the house and got shot and beaten up. they tried to swirly me
but they couldnt get me into the bathroom. then i went to go row but
the water was up on the docks and in the boat house so getting the
boats out was a cold affair. but we were on the water and we were told
to do wut ever cause our coach had to watch 2 doubles cause it was
their first time one of them ended up flipping(sucks for them) but we
were rowing and it was tres bon and the our cox stood up and we tried
to make him fall out but we couldnt. then there was the hockey games
and they were sooo soo intense we won the first game 9-1 and&amp;nbsp; the
second game 2-1. i got a call half way threw the first game from my
kelsey buddies i could barley hear them as the kids were yelling in my
ear. i also saw my bwood buddies which was nice. and amber once again
went over the buildings birthday and wished me a happy birthday so once
again i was beaten. but yah it was tres bon. thats about it. really. i
have homework. i should do it. OHHH that reminds me since im talkin in
short sentances. did anyone see that liberal commercial about the
conservitives. that scared me i was like shitt thats scary but the we
did not make this up. kinda recked it but still. convinced me not to
vote for the conservatives if i could vote although i wouldnt have
anywhay. but im outtie&lt;br&gt;
(insert catchy good buy phrase here)&lt;br&gt;
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:frkystyley:1830</id>
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    <title>You've Been Ghost Slapped</title>
    <published>2006-01-13T03:49:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-13T03:49:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bedouin Soundclash- When The Night Feels My Song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3"&gt;Ok, so basically in fine art drama(after school drama)
our teacher sat our class of 9 down and said " so i have thought of wut
we could do this term and i have come up with nothing" so i was like oh
sounds like his first speech"Im completely satisfied doing nothing this
term." So i rememberd the Car In a Can thing that garry and i had
thought of in eng last ans.(thats french fo year) Then i was like hey
why dont we do a movie even tho this is drama not film. every one was
like yah thats good. so we then had to decide wut kind of mooovie i was
like comedy sum one said action and sum one said horror and i was like
wtf no horrors are actually scary they are just really easy to make fun
of. then i was like WOOOOOW lets do like a "Scary Movie" so we are
doing that. its gunna deal with a shaw ghost and theres plenty o scary
places to film it so we will do that. and like yah its gunna be
hilarious i get to pie a kid in the shower it willl be tres tres
bon(french fo very very good) &lt;br&gt;
anywhay thats my schpeail fo the evening &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
hmm crazy how last entry i said they had every emotion thinkable but they for got uplifted knock on wood i geuss&lt;br&gt;
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:frkystyley:1540</id>
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    <title>Missing some, Get some new</title>
    <published>2006-01-10T04:14:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-10T04:14:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Let It Be-Benny Bennassi</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sooo here i am i succsefully survied day one back at sls. i got heaps
and heaps of homework to do. yet i cant pull my self to my books to do
it. I think im just plain lazy mabey its a sign i want to go sumwhere
where i can choose when i do homeowrk. none the less i willl eventually
have to do it. more surprisingly i went to school today and founout
that 5 friends of mine will not be returnin to sls because they decided
to stay home and either go to new private schools or go to public
school. so i was bummed about that. but i got a new roomy today hes
dope. and since our old GAP student left we got a new GAPPY who is from
New Zealand and hes a fly-half and a really good rower he came out to
rowing practice today where i was stuck with the ESL boat and two
noobies that i had to teach how to row out on the water which sucked
caus ei really wanted to do sumthin....... but yah now as i sit here
and listen to intense techno i realize i REALLY need to do my HW so im
out.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
(insert catchy good bye phrase here)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
ps-have u noticed how they have every mood known to man mad props to LJ&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>Social gathering in the future?</title>
    <published>2006-01-08T07:40:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-08T07:40:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so that rant made me think of sumthin good ass you all should know it
is my birthday come saturday. me and a friend of mine lets call her
heather are thinkn of having a social gathering you should come. i will
keep you posted as we havent decided yet.but yes thats all &lt;br&gt;
(insert catchy goodbye phrases here)&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>A New Term Awaits</title>
    <published>2006-01-08T07:37:29Z</published>
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    <content type="html">So as i sit here on a saturday night I cant help but to think of the
monday that awaits me and the horrors it brings with it. Let me go into
detail of this horror. &lt;br&gt;
Monday morning at 7.30 i will arrive at school getting ready for
another term. my first class will be the dreaded english avec mr
williams where i will be constantly reminded to put commas in just
about every place or i will fail english 11/10(50 push ups for that)
wut ever grade my english is.i will then move to french where i will be
surrounded with a ton of fluent kids and me cluless out of my mind so i
will open my ""idea book" and write a story then when the teacher calls
upon me say oui oui(100 push ups for not payin attention). so basically
those are the only classes i will go into detail with cause the other
ones dont get better. but yah so english is the start of my 14 hour
day. and after classes i will run upto the house put on all my
underarmour and clogs and go to the boat house for sum rowing. that
will be a wet experiance as the kids sucks at rowing and constantly
splash me. we will then get in trouble for loosing a race(120 pushups)
then dinner comes i will have a quick shower run to the dining hall
then get in trouble for not tuckin my shirt in(50 push ups.) after
dinner i will go change into human claothes but be late for sign in
cause the grade 12s are fags(150 push ups, wall sits and run hills)
then i have prep which i will go home for then slave over my text books
then get ready for bed then wake up repeat the process until the end of
the year. in this time i will have no spare time so i will be tied to
the school. for allthose kids thinkn about comming consider this.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
peace yall&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:frkystyley:796</id>
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    <title>Uniforms = Conformity</title>
    <published>2006-01-06T02:20:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-06T02:20:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>pretty lil ditty-Red Hot Chili Peppers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
dont want to go back to SLS its a great school but its not for me. Im
not meant to be dressed in a uniform with short hair doing nothin but
academics and sports. If i wanna be an actor or more prefferibly
director how can i achieve that at a school where drama is frowned
upon???&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
(insert catchy goodbye phrase here)

&lt;br&gt;
whos up fo coffee tomorrow?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:frkystyley:626</id>
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    <title>Drama Folk a dying breed?</title>
    <published>2006-01-05T07:33:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-05T07:33:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think not! i was never questioning that they would dye out when i left but where i am now you never hear of drama folk goin today seeing them was awsome cause reminds me that the reall people are still around. &lt;br /&gt;to add to my wonderful day i found that my partner in improv crime wants his eye brow pierced AND a tattoo which is wut i want exactly so i was tres pleased and happy. i also noticed he had a cool jacket sumthin i laked so bought one its nice i will show it to u when i see you. anywhay back to improv friends............well thats it really im done back later yall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(insert catchy goodbye phrase here)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:frkystyley:386</id>
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    <title>Journal Entry One-Reunion</title>
    <published>2006-01-05T05:44:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-05T05:44:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So as you all know I switched from the best public school on the planet to the best private school on the planet. At first i was really excited but now well i miss my old school and the friends i picked up there and the connections we had. &lt;br /&gt; today for the first time i was reunited with them which was amazing as they have all changed so much. I met them all in the drama room which was a home to me at that school. we had the most slack first blok which i miss cause that never happens at my new school. So in second blok we went out for coffee which brought back so many memories of previous car rides with ally. &lt;br /&gt; anywhay basically wut im saying is i miss my old friends my old school yet i dont regret changing schools cause my new school is loaded  with oppertunities and connections but the friends i made at fkss are life friends i dunno if i can say the same for the ones at sls im pretty sure they will leave me and become rich and never make contact but no matter wut happens fkss kids will always be there.&lt;br /&gt;anywhay im back on coffee after finally getting off see you all tomorrow at the coffee shop!</content>
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