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  <updated>2007-04-21T00:32:04Z</updated>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-04-20T17:30:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-21T00:32:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-21T00:32:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey, I just realized....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to graduate high school having never gone to a prom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone should totally take me to their prom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[real update soon...maybe...]</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:breface:6006</id>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-03-28T10:17:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-28T17:41:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-28T17:41:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Time for an update, no doubt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a hotel in Anahiem right now...the boys are sleeping. Check out is soon, then we have a few more hours in Disneyland until we go back to NorCal and stay with Kevin for a bit. John goes hom Saturday. :[ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, sleepiness. I feel asleep instantly last night. At some point I woke up to see John on the laptop making the new PotterCast (uh..art stuff?) out of the new coverart (which is pretty cool, by the way. I like the UK one more though). God, the dedication, I swear. I had no idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face is so bloaded right now. I haven't been using sunscreen because there's been no need for it. Kevin and John get me to go on the Sun Wheel (which is like this big ferris wheel in California Adventure that like...SWINGS). It was all nice and calm at first, and then we get half way up to the top and it decides to STORM. Haha...aahhh fun though. I looove rain at Disneyland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, I have to tell my tale of bravery. &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday I was having a PMSy, cant-find-anything-to-wear day. I was taking too long to get ready, so Kevin and John are all "We'll meet you in the lobby". I find what I want to wear and head into an elevator. The doors close, it starts to move up for some reason, and it's feeling a little shakey. All the sudden it DROPS. Intense enough to have to make me hold on to the railing and crouch on the ground to keep my balance. It goes up again. Does it AGAIN. WHAT THE HELL?! Freakin Tower of Terror! By this time I'm whinning and whimpering and completely freaking out. It stops, then drops a bit again, then completely stops. I start freaking out, and I'm hitting like every single button in the elevator. I'm POUNDING on the "Open door" button, and the doors not opening. I'm not dropping though, so I feel ok. Maybe I'll just be stuck in the evelvator until someone comes and fixes it. Then I look up at the little numbers that light up and it tells me I'm on the 17th floor. Meaning....if I fall, I'm totally dying. I continue pounding on every single button, including the fucking ALARM button, and it's not doing ANYTHING for me. I take out my cell and start calling John and Kevin and neither of them is answering the phone (which was kind of a blessing now because I was cryinh and I'm sure it would of freaked them out). I keep trying to call them all the while banging on the elevator doors and screaming for help. Then it starts to move again...faster than usual, though it's not dropping me. It tells me I'm on the 15th floor when it stops again, and the doors don't open for quite some time. I lean against them banging on them and pushing the open door button. They finally open and I stumble out still freaking out. There's a family going into another elevator and I'm freaking out going "omgomgomgomgomg" and they're looking at me like "What the hell?" so I say "DONT GO IN THAT ELEVATOR".  I swear to god, the lady was slowly nodding her head and going "Uhhhh huhhhh" as she went into the elevator. I finally get a hold of John (I guess they weren't getting my other calls) and make him come get me (apparently I was on the 7th floor?). We tell the hotel people, and apparently my life is worth $50. Hahahaha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's that. xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, Kevin's just getting up now. I was going to tell you all more stories, but I suppose I will have to say it for some other time. With pictures, hopefully? Hopefully.</content>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-03-24T02:28:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-24T09:32:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-24T09:59:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok you guys, this is horrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination is BAD. BAD BAD BAD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a really long story. But I think the fact that it's like 2:30 and I'm still up explains it? homework. And guess what? I'm going to get up in THREE HOURS to clean my room and hopefully find time to shower! Arghhh! What's awesome? I think this week will be a good week for my youtube account. At least I hope so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, writing a paper on Veronica Lake. She was really, really pretty. Although, the flat hair gets to me sometimes.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:breface:5210</id>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-03-20T15:11:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-20T23:16:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-20T23:16:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, my work out officially consists of listening to Wizard Rock in my living room and dancing around like a crazy chick.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeyuh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just out of curiosity, what WizRock bands are you all fond of?</content>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-03-19T11:33:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-19T19:44:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-19T19:44:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I want the mutherfcking trailer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't quite good enough for me: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never realized how important words are to a trailer LOL. But it still got me excited. Meh, I hope I get more Sparrabeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I saw the clip on ONTD. Made me laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhh why does POTC have to end this summer? It would of been a nice pick-me-up after DH. Actually, I probably won't want to think about Pirates after Deathly Hallows. It's going to be a stretch to get me excited about Pirates before all the craziness of the summer. I guess I'm just glad it's not coming out in June or July. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go to the premiere. I reeaaally do. I think I'm going to try.</content>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-03-15T11:56:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-15T19:59:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-15T19:59:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer = AWESOME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/end]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:breface:4539</id>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-03-15T09:35:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-15T17:45:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-15T17:45:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The word "fangirl" needs to be abolished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I ever added fuel to that fire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop pointing fingers. Or at least find another word, because I'm sick of the word "fangirl". It gets thrown around too much and people use it when they shouldn't. It's like a girl has to act dead to not be accused of being a fangirl. When I go to see a Harry Potter movie, I make derogatory comments about the male actors. I squeal and grab my chair and whistle and act completely inappropriate. You know why? Because I &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt;. It's &lt;i&gt;fun&lt;/i&gt;. Is that &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; how I feel? Am I over acting a bit? Yeah. But who cares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of this...MESS. I'm not going to be big headed and say that I started it but I definitely added fuel to the fire. From now on, if you want to tell the whole world that you'd like to do Emerson Spartz, be my guest. Go for it girl, I'm not going to stop you. Now, am I going to want to be around your screaming at HP symposiums? No. Because honestly, I do feel like at symposiums, it gets a bit ridiculous. People don't go there to hear screaming. But during the live podcasts and stuff? Do what you will. During premieres? Shit, it takes a lot for me not to fall to pieces. PLUS it's a random excuse to scream. Who doesn't like that? I think fangirling on the sidelines of the premiere is perfectly acceptable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....I do believe that's there's a time and a place, but I don't really care anymore. Do what you want, and I won't insult you for it. More power to you.</content>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-03-13T16:52:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-14T00:19:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-14T00:19:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, birthday party on the 30th, I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be there. Pleasssse? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking Howarth park even though my mum hates that idea. But they have a fucking merry-go-round! How do you beat that? You can't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretty much just want somewhere large where I can see everyone. I really miss my Pathways friends, and I kind of wonder if they'd even want to see me now. But I &lt;i&gt;would&lt;/i&gt; like to see them and if they're free on the 30th that'd be awesome (hinthint to any of them reading this &amp;hearts;). If not Howarth, maybe we can go to the beach or something? Like I wanted to do LAST YEAR but didn't? It rained last year anyway. My birthday last year was shit, for reasons I will not bring up because I don't like thinking about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin and Adam were trying to convince me to go to Las Vegas on my actual birthday, but that's not really my thing. Not that it wouldn't be totally amusing...but seriously, I only go to Vegas when Potter business calls for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Kevin, Disneyland was fun. I'll post pictures once I get the rest from Kevin. I think we're going again in a few weeks, hopefully to be joined by more awesome people.</content>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-03-11T01:02:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-11T09:08:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-11T09:08:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Disney. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So amazing yet so draining. Can I cut my feet off, please? They hurt like a muthafuuca. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also starving. My meals today: One piece of french toast, a crusount [i dont even care if I spelled that wrong right now], like two bites of scrambled eggs, a ceaser salad [that was the good part] and then like 1/4 jamba juice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was cool because we hung out with Mikey, Adam [?], Lauren [I think?] and....I feel bad because I can't remember his name! That's so horrible, especially because he was uber amazing. Anyway, that was fun, even if I was tired as fuck. Too much walking. Not enough sleep. Not enough food. All this makes for bitchy bre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was the biggest whiney bitch today. Oh well. Eww, I'm also sunburned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry really sucks. We go home tomorrow night. Maybe I'll make an entry then if I'm not tired. And I'll have detail..and stuff. Like Kevin setting the fire alarm off in our hotel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN</content>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-03-09T06:19:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-09T14:27:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-09T14:29:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Disneyland - Five For Fighting</lj:music>
    <content type="html">We're on a bridge Charlie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may temporarily change my account to a "plus" account so I can do voice posts? I'm leaving for the DLR in like...very very soon with Kevin. We're flying down at like...11 something, going to the park, then going Saturday, then going as much as we can on Sunday until our plane leaves for home at like 9 PM or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the freakin "charlie" voice stuck in my head. I've been doing it to John constantly. "I'm going to Disneyland John! Diiiiisneylaaaanddd..." If you don't get what I mean by Charlie, go to youtube and just search "Charlie". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of youtube. I've been getting a lot of "you look like so and so" comments. For some reason I keep getting "you look like Evanna Lynch"?! Wth? It's very flattering but I'm pretty sure we look nothing alike! Another one I got recently was Christina Ricci? Hmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. I'm going to Disneyland. I couldn't be happier. I think I'm still going to need Starbucks though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is the song "Accio Love" by Ministry of Magic so fucking awesome? I freakin LOVE that song.</content>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-03-08T09:31:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-08T17:40:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-08T17:41:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Best of Both Worlds - Miley Cyrus [hannah montana]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Urgh, I feel like crap! I have a doctors appointment in a little while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we drove Kailee (my dog) to my Uncles house, which is like 4 hours away from here. Man. It's so strange not having her now. I kept waking up thinking "I have to let kailee out to go pee, I have to feed her" and then I remember that she's not here. I'm not going to lie though, it's a nice break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. I have so much shit to do today, but it almost doesn't matter. You know why? Because this time tomorrow I will be in an airport getting ready to go to Southern California. In like 28 hours I will actually be in Disneyland. This makes for happy Bre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was bringing my camera. :[ As in, my nice video camera. I'm too nervous though, and it's too much to lug around for such a short trip. I'm bring my SLR camera [as in, not video] though, so I'll at least be taking good quality pictures? And then save my digital camera for any time I feel it important to take video. xD Like, if JK Rowling pops up somewhere. Highly unlikely, but hey, who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still on that Disney music kick. YOU KNOW WHAT I WANT? I want to see a freakin Disney Channel star at Disneyland while I'm there. You always see them on TV, all up in the middle of Disneyland and shit, but how come I NEVER SEE THEM? I'm jealous of anyone who's ever seen Ricky Ullman. My pants would die. Ohhhh Ricky Ullman. Yeah, I'm one of those girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm off to get ready for the doctors. Argh.</content>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-03-06T12:03:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-06T20:05:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-06T20:08:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Someone buy me a pair of Ray Ban Wayfarers, please. I can't find them anywhere and I'm too lazy to buy them online and then have to wait for them. I want them before Disneyland this weekend. I THINK I'm going. Maybe I'll find some in LA, yes? Probably. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much homework, ungh.</content>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-03-05T12:08:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-05T20:18:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-05T20:19:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't do well in high-pressure situations. I mean, I know I should get over it, but argh. I will get over it. I just need to build up my confidence. Someone left me a comment saying "you've lost your touch" (actually it was "u have totally lost the tuch") and I kind of went crazy. First of all, that was on a video in bre4all, which is my account where I can put up anything I want. If you subscribed to me on that account, it's your fault. Don't complain to me about my videos. Then, I just feel like...I was making videos for myself, and now I feel like I'm making them for everyone else? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to learn to block out everyone. I know I will. I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; I will. I know I'm capable of dealing with...stupid youtube stuff. I don't want anyone to think that I'm NOT capable of it. It &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; a wee bit frustrating. I typically don't get bothered by "haters" but those "this isnt as good as your other videos" comments drive me MAD. I'll get used to it though. I'll get used to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little stressed? I don't know if I'm going to Disneyland with Kevin this week. I can't pay for my plane ticket. I could get my mum to pay for it, but it's just...is it even worth it? I want to go to Disneyland so bad, I need my Disney fix. Part of me wants to call it off with Kevin. John's coming here end of this month, and part of me wants to drag his ass to Disneyland. BUT, I won't really be able to pay for it then either! Unless I convince people to give me birthday money early. Which, maybe I could do. Maybe, that can be considered my birthday. Hmmm. Argh, it sucks, I have no time to think about it...I sort of feel bad for doing this to Kevin. Oh confusion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn my addictions. Freakin Disneyland. Why can't I just wait until June? WHY CAN'T I WAIT UNTIL MAY? FOR THE POTC PREMIERE? Maybe that's what I should do. I have no idea. I honestly, honestly don't know what to do. Not having money sucks. All I want is travel travel travel. Ungh, I can't wait for this summer. It's just going to be so sad once it's over. =(</content>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-03-03T19:39:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-04T03:41:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-04T03:41:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why I love Jon Lock: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jon says:&lt;/b&gt; bre, do you feel empty with a void? do you feel like why were you ever born?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bre says:&lt;/b&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jon says:&lt;/b&gt; oh ok then. OMG HOW HAVE YOU BEEN</content>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-03-03T17:29:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-04T03:00:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-04T04:14:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Kevin and I went into San Fransisco again last night. I loooove doing this, Kevin is so fun. I just wish we had more interesting places to go. We got into the city, went to the cheesecake factory. Talked about the Harry Potter fandom as usual. Talked about Anna Nicole Smith. Talked about the HP fandom some more. Got in the car and headed to twin peaks. Made fun of people. Got to twin peaks...holy shit! I've never been there before, it's so beautiful. Really, really beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we drove around the Castro for like a fucking hour looking for parking. We were like, running down the hills to get on the Castro singing "If You Were Gay". I wasn't thinking about how horrible it was going to be walking back up, which it was. I almost died. Anyway, we walked around there for a bit (for those of you who don't know, the Castro district is like...the "gay" district in San Fransisco). We went into this bookstore, and I'm pretty sure they were playing a song that went "pussy pussy pussy marajuna"?? Oh, yeah, ok I just looked it up and it's a song by Brazilian Girls called Pussy (don't even attempt to download that). Anyway. Guess what books they had with the children's gay literature? Harry Potter. :D Of course. We also went into a DVD store and I yet again came SO close to buying a season of Queer As Folk (at least I have season 1 now! YAY!) but I decided against it. I need that freakin money. Anyway, after a while we headed home and listened to Disney-ish music the whole way back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, today I went shopping, and it was kind of depressing. I hate my weight. =/ It's not even that I think I'm fat, I'm just...oddly proportioned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m164/rupertinmycloset/DSC_0003Small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, bre can't keep her camera straight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m164/rupertinmycloset/DSC_0007Small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m164/rupertinmycloset/DSC_0012Small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twin peaks prettyness. Though this picture does it no justice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m164/rupertinmycloset/DSC_0021Small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cracked-out picture of Kevin and I #1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m164/rupertinmycloset/DSC_0025Small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m164/rupertinmycloset/DSC_0026Small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UH, WHERE ARE YOU MICHAEL!? Too much Queer As Folk for me. This made me way too excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m164/rupertinmycloset/DSC_0033Small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m164/rupertinmycloset/DSC_0039Small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gay sidewalk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m164/rupertinmycloset/DSC_0035Small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cracked-out picture #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m164/rupertinmycloset/DSC_0038Small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m164/rupertinmycloset/DSC_0036Small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I was taking these ridiculous pictures of myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home. &lt;br /&gt;
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    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today shopping...yeah, I take pictures of myself in dressing rooms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m164/rupertinmycloset/IMG_5837Small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was cute but...not cute enough to buy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m164/rupertinmycloset/IMG_5839Small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m164/rupertinmycloset/IMG_5853Small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't buy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m164/rupertinmycloset/IMG_5857Small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm pretty sure this should be the new trend: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m164/rupertinmycloset/111.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m164/rupertinmycloset/l.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m164/rupertinmycloset/n1618410126_20548_9308.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you go to a Potter event and I'm not there, you bring me with you. And take a picture as proof. ^^ It makes for one very happy Bre.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-03-02T11:56:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-02T19:58:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-02T19:58:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Who wants to come to Northern California for my birthday? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No joke, I'm dead serious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone? Anyone? Weekend of March 31st.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-03-01T11:19:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-01T19:24:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-01T19:24:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Today is World Book Day, and to mark the occasion, a survey was conducted asking readers to nominate "The ten books you can't live without.":&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen 20%&lt;br /&gt;2) Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkein 17%&lt;br /&gt;3) Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte 14%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4) Harry Potter books - J K Rowling 12%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) To Kill A Mockingbird - Harper Lee 9.5%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6) The Bible 9%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte 8.5%&lt;br /&gt;8) 1984 - George Orwell 6%&lt;br /&gt;9) His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman 6%&lt;br /&gt;10) Great Expectations - Charles Dickens .55%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my mum's still sick and she can't take me to the mall again. *SIGH* I'm so fucking bored. But hey, it's Ron's birthday. I think I'm gonna make him a cake. Or birthday cupcakes. I'll video tape it as well. Woo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could live without the new Sims expansion pack, but it turns out I can not. Someone bring it to me.</content>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-02-28T10:55:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-28T18:55:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-28T18:55:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Am I the only one who finds &lt;a href="http://www.the-leaky-cauldron.org/gallery/picture/113055"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; to be somewhat...morbid? "Let's play KILL SIRIUS!". Sadly, I'm going to have to spend all my moneys on buying those action figures. In fact, double that. I'll have to buy two of each, so I can open one and play with one, and not open the other. Meh. They should have Ginny, don't you think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored bored bored. I wanted to go to the mall today but my mum's not feeling well. Blehhh. Nothing to do. Well there's plenty to do. I could clean my room..but why the hell would I want to do that? I need to buy a bit of new clothes before Kevin and I go to Disneyland. I would go shopping with friends but I always find that difficult. I like going by myself. Not that I don't like going with friends, but when I actually want to buy something... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm seeing Alicia soon and we're gonna do a video for this Paramore contest she wants to enter. Hopefully do some other stuff too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is gone, it feels like. I need to call Rita later so we can book our room for Prophecy. The Suite Life of Bre and Rita. Skype is so empty. Ohhhh, but alas. Tom and Kevin are on. Tata.</content>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-02-27T23:34:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-28T07:51:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-28T07:51:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Damn, having a nice camera &lt;strike&gt;sucks&lt;/strike&gt; is awesome. Just frustrating. So many ideas. Things bubble up and I can't sort them out in my head. I'm gonna start writing everything down, make it a bit easier on myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c80/ifancythetrio/normal_events_2007_firstlightawards.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn Matt! You is lookin' fine! Look at him, rockin' that hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I don't mean to sound like everyone else, because I don't think I exactly feel the same way, but I never understand Katie and Bonnie's choice of clothing. NOT because I don't like what they have on, I really, really do. If they were like, going to the mall or something. I don't know. I hate criticizing the Potter girl's style, everyone does that and every time they do, I get pissed off. Especially when it's Emma. I have this habit of going out and buying anything that reminds me of what Emma's worn before. &lt;a href="http://www.dresslikeemma.ws/"&gt;This website is nifty.&lt;/a&gt; You'd never believe how close I came to buying the Marc Jacobs dress Emma was wearing on the cover of Teen Vogue. I wish I would have. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm gonna go try to make a small, stupid little something to put on youtube.</content>
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    <title>breface @ 2007-02-27T17:10:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-28T01:24:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-28T01:24:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Butterfly - Crazytown [LOL]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what my LJ username count is now, but I'm pretty sure I've had a lot. What's even more pathetic than having a lot of LJ usernames, is having a lot of LJ usernames and you never used. This one, will hopefully be my last one, at least for a while. I really wanted the username &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_brebo' lj:user='brebo' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://brebo.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://brebo.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;brebo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but someone already had it. You know who that someone was? ME. My old screen name from like 4 years ago. It still says "this username has been deleted, you have 30 days to reclaim it" blah blah blah. 30 days, HAA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to be laying off GJ for a bit. It's gotten boring. Everyone over there says it's gotten boring as well. I like GJ because it's kind of a place to hide from the rest of the world (simply because it's not as popular as LJ?) but when it comes to making updates you actually want people to READ, it kind of sucks. So, I think I'm seriously over here now. I mean, I'll still be on GJ, just mostly over here. This will mostly be public as well. Although I'll still make some friends only post if I feel like I have to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so booored. It's so cold. I'm also quite hungry. Hmph. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been downloading tons of 90's pop, as well as disney channel music. It's crazy. I found the song "Super Nova Girl" from the movie Zenon Girl of the 21st Century. I DIED. Zoom zoom zoom, make my heart go BOOM BOOM, my super nova girl! I also got in trouble yesterday for playing Britney Spears too loud. My fucker neighbors were banging on my wall until I turned it down. You know what pisses me off about that? They're loud ALL THE TIME. I was listening to music loud at 5 PM. They make noise at like 1 AM. Urgh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one who can't keep nail polish on? I just chip/peel it off.</content>
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