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  <title>Soccer isnt a game itz a lifestyle</title>
  <subtitle>Life on the other hand is just a game</subtitle>
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    <name>Johnny</name>
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  <updated>2006-01-14T07:57:54Z</updated>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2006-01-14T02:56:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-14T07:57:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-14T07:57:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Everything You Want"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere there's speaking&lt;br /&gt;It's already coming in&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it's rising at the back of your mind&lt;br /&gt;You never could get it&lt;br /&gt;Unless you were fed it&lt;br /&gt;Now you're here and you don't know why &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But under skinned knees and the skid marks&lt;br /&gt;Past the places where you used to learn&lt;br /&gt;You howl and listen&lt;br /&gt;Listen and wait for the&lt;br /&gt;Echoes of angels who won't return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;He's everything you want&lt;br /&gt;He's everything you need&lt;br /&gt;He's everything inside of you&lt;br /&gt;That you wish you could be&lt;br /&gt;He says all the right things&lt;br /&gt;At exactly the right time&lt;br /&gt;But he means nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;And you don't know why &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're waiting for someone&lt;br /&gt;To put you together&lt;br /&gt;You're waiting for someone to push you away&lt;br /&gt;There's always another wound to discover&lt;br /&gt;There's always something more you wish he'd say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you'll just sit tight&lt;br /&gt;And watch it unwind&lt;br /&gt;It's only what you're asking for&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;With all of your time&lt;br /&gt;It's only what you're waiting for &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the island&lt;br /&gt;Into the highway&lt;br /&gt;Past the places where you might have turned&lt;br /&gt;You never did notice&lt;br /&gt;But you still hide away&lt;br /&gt;The anger of angels who won't return &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I am everything you want&lt;br /&gt;I am everything you need&lt;br /&gt;I am everything inside of you&lt;br /&gt;That you wish you could be&lt;br /&gt;I say all the right things&lt;br /&gt;At exactly the right time&lt;br /&gt;But I mean nothing to you and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I don't know Why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got some news thats cool, in march im going to huntington beach for the NPPL super 7 man series...it'll be fun...peace</content>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-12-30T00:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-30T05:28:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-30T05:28:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey all, itz been awhile...i havent been home so i havent been on the cpu...duh...but yea...things are going great for me right now...i just signed a contract with the most notorious paintball team in lakeland, ominous....yup badass...im going paintballin tomorrow, wait...today, since itz like 12 right now...but yea...fun stuff. i get to go back to my old ways, bein a badass paintballer...hells yea...but im out...merry new years, dont get too fucked up...i know i am...lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny&lt;br /&gt;The pro paintball player.</content>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-12-27T12:12:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-27T17:12:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-27T17:12:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Man, life sucks, plain and simple...so buy a bike</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ricepickengook:54520</id>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-12-14T17:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-14T22:10:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-14T22:10:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so, if yall havent heard, ive moved away from the skool, and i havent had the internet for a while...and still dont...lol...also, im going into the marine corps next year, here's  my ship date for the marines...and i already kno wht im doing and when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic: i ship september 10th of 2006&lt;br /&gt;come back for the month of december, go back in january.&lt;br /&gt;AIT...for at least 3 more months, which brings me back in&lt;br /&gt;april of 2007...i have another month off...i leave again in May&lt;br /&gt;to get ready for iraq...which takes a month, then i come back for &lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks, then i go to iraq...and as soon as i get there, i'll&lt;br /&gt;just be turning 19! aint that great yall...and theres alot o ppl out &lt;br /&gt;there saying that when i have that first bullet fly over my head ima &lt;br /&gt;wanna come home...u know what i say, i say if someone shoots at me, ima&lt;br /&gt;shoot back...duh...and others are like, dont go into infintry, you'll get&lt;br /&gt;killed...well i have something to say to yall 2. If i get killed over there&lt;br /&gt;then so be it...i'll be outta yalls hair...u think im scared of dying? look me&lt;br /&gt;in the eyes and ask if im scared of dying...i'll look u straight back in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;and say....NO...if i die over there, then at least i would die happy, cuz i'll be a&lt;br /&gt;marine...</content>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-12-03T15:26:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-03T20:26:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-03T20:26:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey, guess wht all! ive got some great news!!!!! fo real....im moving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny&lt;br /&gt;soccers the passion.</content>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-11-28T22:18:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-29T03:29:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-29T03:29:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Don't EVER leave the one you love for the one you like because the one you like will leave you for the one they love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some randomness for yall...but take that into consideration...i thought about it...and yea...but anyhoo...ive got some awsome news!ive been cleared for tomorrow!!!!! thats right im playing tomorrow, or today, since yall will probley see this on tuesday...lol...but we're going to tampa/riverview...and i got the okay to play! im soooo excited...but it sucks cuz i have to heat rap it and tight rap it...but o well im in the game! yes...o and we won tonight, i didnt play but we won! yes...this is great...im out killas...peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny&lt;br /&gt;soccers definately my passion, whats yours?</content>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-11-27T20:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-28T02:02:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-28T02:02:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I wanna know 21 things about you. You can just comment here and answer these questions, or if itz too personal for you, u can send it to my email...and all yall should know that one...dont be skurd...just do it! oh yea, be honest kids...for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Your Full Name: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Age:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Fave Color:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Fave Movie: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Fave Song: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Fave Band: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Fave Food: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Most Embarassing Moment: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you a virgin? .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE COMES THE FUN ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are we friends? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you have a crush/attracted to me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you kiss me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ...with tongue? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you enjoy it?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Would you ever ask me out or go out with me if I ask you out? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Would you make a move on me in a movie theater?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Tell me one odd/intresting fact about you: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Would you take care of me when I'm sick? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you want to tell me something that you couldn't before? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If you heard a rumor about me, would you defend me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you/have you talk(ed) crap about me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you think I'm a good person? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you let me sleep with you (in the same bed)? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you think I'm Hot? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you call me just because? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you ever listen to my problems even if they dont involve you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you could change anything about me, would you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Would you have sex with me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Would you come over for no reason just to hang out?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Will you post this so I can fill it out for you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny&lt;br /&gt;soccers my passion, whats yours?</content>
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    <title>Tears In Heaven, by: Eric Clapton</title>
    <published>2005-11-25T15:59:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-25T15:59:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tears in heaven</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Tears In Heaven&lt;br /&gt;by Eric Clapton and Will Jennings&lt;br /&gt;Would you know my name&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Would it be the same&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be strong&lt;br /&gt;And carry on,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;Here in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Would you help me stand&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll find my way&lt;br /&gt;Through night and day,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know I just can't stay&lt;br /&gt;Here in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time can bring you down,&lt;br /&gt;Time can bend your knees.&lt;br /&gt;Time can break your heart,&lt;br /&gt;Have you begging please, begging please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the door,&lt;br /&gt;There's peace I'm sure,&lt;br /&gt;And I know there'll be no more&lt;br /&gt;Tears in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you know my name&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Would it be the same&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be strong&lt;br /&gt;And carry on,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;Here in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, ive liked this song since i wuz a younger one...lol...and i posted it cuz the time seemed right...it also reminds me of my friend ryan...cuz im still wondering if he'll still know me when i get up there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny&lt;br /&gt;soccers' my passion, whats yours?</content>
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    <title>Fairwell</title>
    <published>2005-11-25T15:40:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-25T15:40:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, after a few hard days of fighting an illness, my all time hero, George Best, has passed away. George Best was one of the best soccer players in the world...he started playing for my team, Man U, when he wuz 17 years old, and quickly helped them to a victory in the final game of the champion's league finals. He became a legend by scoring the quickest hat trick in epl history.(a hat trick meaning an individual has scored 3 goals in one game.) He did so in just 4 mins...yes, 3 goals in 4 mins. wow. So now, i say fairwell to a legend. Rest In Peace my friend...and go up to that big futbol pitch in the sky and score another hat trick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;br /&gt;Johnny&lt;br /&gt;soccer's my passion, whats yours?</content>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-11-23T15:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-23T20:27:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-23T20:27:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Post anything that you want. Anything at all. A story, a memory, a thought, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love, a song, a question you want me to answer, you can tell me what you think of me, or something random on your mind - anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to post anonymously and honestly. Post twice, or as many times that you'd like, and then cut &amp; paste this into your LJ to see what your friends have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna see who will comment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny&lt;br /&gt;Soccer's my passion, whats urs?</content>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-11-23T00:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-23T05:33:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-23T05:33:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;form action="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/do-survey.php" method="post" target="_new"&gt;&lt;table border="1" bordercolor="#efefef" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The boring questions.......&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question1" value="The+boring+questions......."&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type1" value="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What's your name?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Johnny&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question2" value="What%5C%27s+your+name%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type2" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What school do you go to?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lakeland High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question3" value="What+school+do+you+go+to%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type3" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you the funny type, wierd type, etc.?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All of the above&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question4" value="Are+you+the+funny+type%2C+wierd+type%2C+etc.%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type4" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What is your hair and eye colors?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Black, Brown...o so fun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question5" value="What+is+your+hair+and+eye+colors%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type5" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Random......&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question6" value="Random......"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type6" value="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Tide or Clorox?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tide! duh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question7" value="Tide+or+Clorox%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type7" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Paper or plastic? haha&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um...plastic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question8" value="Paper+or+plastic%3F+haha"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type8" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favorite saying?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Impossible is nothing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question9" value="Favorite+saying%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type9" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Cd's or audio tapes?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cd's&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question10" value="Cd%5C%27s+or+audio+tapes%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type10" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Dvd or VHS?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dvd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question11" value="Dvd+or+VHS%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type11" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Boyfriends and girlfriend characteristics&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question12" value="Boyfriends+and+girlfriend+characteristics"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type12" value="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favorite guy/girl hair color?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No preference&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question13" value="Favorite+guy%2Fgirl+hair+color%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type13" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you been in love?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thought i wuz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question14" value="Have+you+been+in+love%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type14" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Guys or girls?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girls...what, u think im a fag?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question15" value="Guys+or+girls%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type15" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ehh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question16" value="Do+you+believe+in+love+at+first+sight%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type16" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you want to fall in love?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not really&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question17" value="Do+you+want+to+fall+in+love%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type17" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Believing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question18" value="Believing"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type18" value="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you believe in yourself?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Of course&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question19" value="Do+you+believe+in+yourself%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type19" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you trust your friends?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most of them&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question20" value="Do+you+trust+your+friends%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type20" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you have high self esteem?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not lately&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question21" value="Do+you+have+high+self+esteem%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type21" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the past month.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question22" value="In+the+past+month....."&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type22" value="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you gotten drunk?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yup&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question23" value="Have+you+gotten+drunk%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type23" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Went on a date? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nope&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question24" value="Went+on+a+date%3F+"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type24" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Eaten a food you despise?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;nope&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question25" value="Eaten+a+food+you+despise%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type25" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Future....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question26" value="Future...."&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type26" value="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What is your future job?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;who gives a shit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question27" value="What+is+your+future+job%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type27" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Will you get married?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hell no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question28" value="Will+you+get+married%3F"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type28" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your done! yessssssssssssss&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question29" value="Your+done%21+yessssssssssssss"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type29" value="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Take This Survey"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/create-survey.php"&gt;CREATE YOUR OWN!&lt;/a&gt; - or - &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/paid-surveys.php"&gt;GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, i went to sarasota tonight, and got hurt really bad...i pulled a muscle in my quadracepts...which sucks ass...big time...but i'll get over it...the team needs me...so ima play again tomorrow, i know ima get bitched at by most of yall...but o well, u gotta do wht u gotta do...peace all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny&lt;br /&gt;Soccer's my passion, whats yours?</content>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-11-22T14:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-22T19:36:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-22T19:36:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tonight i wanna cry</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Keith Urban &lt;br /&gt;Tonight I Wanna Cry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone in this house again tonight&lt;br /&gt;I got the TV on, the sound turned down and a bottle of wine&lt;br /&gt;There's pictures of you and I on the walls around me&lt;br /&gt;The way that it was and could have been surrounds me&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you walkin' away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show&lt;br /&gt;And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain&lt;br /&gt;To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain&lt;br /&gt;From my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would it help if I turned a sad song on&lt;br /&gt;"All By Myself" would sure hit me hard now that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe unfold some old yellow lost love letters&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never get over you by hidin' this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show&lt;br /&gt;And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain&lt;br /&gt;To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain&lt;br /&gt;From my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show&lt;br /&gt;And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain&lt;br /&gt;To hell with this pride, let it fall like rain&lt;br /&gt;From my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats a cool song...yea, im not dead...like i thought i would be...cuz our bus ride last night wuz just freaky...but yea..we have a 3 day tournament in sarasota...we started playing yesterday...and i injured my foot seriously again...this sucks...i cant bear the pain...shit, i cant even walk but thats okay...it'll end soon....im out yall...i have to go back to sarasota...peace all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny&lt;br /&gt;soccer's my passion, whats yours?</content>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-11-19T12:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-19T17:39:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-19T17:39:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Who you'd be today &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunny days seem to hut the most&lt;br /&gt;I wear the pain like a heavy coat&lt;br /&gt;I feel you everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;I see your smile, I see your face&lt;br /&gt;I hear you laughin' in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Still can't believe you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't fair you died too young&lt;br /&gt;Like a story that had just begun &lt;br /&gt;But death tore the pages all away&lt;br /&gt;God knows how i miss you&lt;br /&gt;All the hell that i been through&lt;br /&gt;Just knowin' no one could take your place&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder &lt;br /&gt;Who you'd be today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you see the world, would you chase your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Settle down with a family&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what would you name your babies&lt;br /&gt;Somedays the sky's so blue&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i can talk to you&lt;br /&gt;And i know it might sound crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't fair you died too young&lt;br /&gt;Like a story that had just begun &lt;br /&gt;But death tore the pages all away&lt;br /&gt;God knows how i miss you&lt;br /&gt;All the hell that i been through&lt;br /&gt;Just knowin' no one could take your place&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder &lt;br /&gt;Who you'd be today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Today, Today&lt;br /&gt;Today, Today, Today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunny days seem to hurt the most&lt;br /&gt;I wear the pain like a heavy coat&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that give me hope&lt;br /&gt;Is i know&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you again some day&lt;br /&gt;Someday, someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that mother f'in song! Plain and simple, and yall need to see the video to it too, it'll remind you of me...and mike...but yea...so, whos scholarship bound? me...thats right! me...ive turned into a full time starter, and a full time player...havent been subbed out yet...but i dont wanna jinx it...lol...but ive had some college coaches complement me and talk to me about my "future plans" and wht kind of schools id like to go to...itz sooo great...yea! lol...im sooo happy...happier than ive ever been in my life...itz great...but im out kids...peace...take it easy and have a good thanks giving break...and if u get a call about a funeral...itz cuz i wasnt paying attention to the road........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny&lt;br /&gt;Soccers my passion, whats yours?</content>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-11-15T22:44:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-16T03:48:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-16T04:03:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Hey There Delilah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there delilah&lt;br /&gt;whats it like in new york city&lt;br /&gt;im a thousand miles away&lt;br /&gt;but girl tonight you look so pretty&lt;br /&gt;yes you do&lt;br /&gt;time square cant shine as bright as you&lt;br /&gt;i swear its true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there delilah&lt;br /&gt;dont you worry about the distance&lt;br /&gt;im right there if you get lonely&lt;br /&gt;give this song another listen&lt;br /&gt;close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;listen to my voice its my disguise&lt;br /&gt;im by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh its what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;oh its what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;oh its what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;oh its what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there delilah&lt;br /&gt;i know times are gettin hard&lt;br /&gt;but just believe me girl&lt;br /&gt;someday ill pay the bills with this guitar&lt;br /&gt;we'll have it good&lt;br /&gt;we'll have the life we knew we would&lt;br /&gt;my word is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there delilah&lt;br /&gt;ive got so much left to say&lt;br /&gt;if every simple song i wrote to you&lt;br /&gt;would take your breath away&lt;br /&gt;id write it all&lt;br /&gt;even more in love with me youd fall&lt;br /&gt;we'd have it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh its what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;oh its what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;oh its what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;oh its what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a thousand miles seems pretty far&lt;br /&gt;but they've got planes and trains and cars&lt;br /&gt;id walk to you if i had no other way&lt;br /&gt;our friends would all make fun of us&lt;br /&gt;and we'll just laugh along because we know&lt;br /&gt;that none of them have felt this way&lt;br /&gt;delilah i can promise you&lt;br /&gt;that by the time that we get through&lt;br /&gt;the world will never ever be the same&lt;br /&gt;and youre to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there delilah&lt;br /&gt;you be good and dont you miss me&lt;br /&gt;two more years and youll be done with school &lt;br /&gt;and ill be makin history like i do&lt;br /&gt;you know its all because of you&lt;br /&gt;we can do whatever we want to&lt;br /&gt;hey there delilah heres to you&lt;br /&gt;this ones for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh its what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;oh its what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;oh its what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;oh its what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this song, and i have mike to thank for it too..lol...and i didnt realize how much i like christian rock...yea...all thanks to mike again...lol...but yea...i didnt go to skool cuz i pulled a bunch of muscles from my fore-arm to my shoulder...and i also got a cleat in my knee...it hurt like a bitch...and it wouldnt stop bleeding either...but yea im out...im going to skool tomorrow, so dont touch my right arm! And o yea! i found a college...itz Belmont Abbey College...their soccer coach contacted me and we talked about a possibility on going there...im excited! but yea...they won the cvac title...yea! and their supposed to have a good team again next year...so yea...we'll see...itz n North Carolina but o well...itz what i wanna do...my major would be Sports Management...but im out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only she knew how much i cared, if only she knew how sorry i wuz...if only she knew that i love her...then maybe things would be going good.</content>
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    <title>SO SAYS THIS AMERICAN GAME</title>
    <published>2005-11-14T03:50:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-14T03:50:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it is hereby stated that this game, needing only a ball and your feet, is no longer the whipping boy of the ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game, from sea to shining sea, has swarmed America's parks and yards. Every green space and driveway is our shooting gallery. This game is now as intergral to our country as hot dogs at a barbeque or turkey on Thanksgiving or fireworks on the Fourth of July. It is booming. It is exploding. Light fuse and get away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Says This American Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in a proud nation of more than 17,000,000 players of this game. We out number Holland's total population. We are twice Portugal's population. By sheer numbers alone, we are going to sweep over most of the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Says This American Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our men's national team ranks in the top ten in the world. Less than 20 short years ago, even microscopic island nations drooled rivers at the opportunity to dribble around us; to make us wish we never gained independence from England. They laughed at us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now these United States are going to Germany to play on the biggest stage of all. It is our fifth consecutive qualification. Other nations do not merely scout us anymore; they toss and turn and develop digestive problems over us. And our sport is one in which you actually play other countries on your way to the world championship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Says This American Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fierce, unwavering strength of this land is that it is the great American melting pot. No game has taken greater advantage of this fusion than ours. We assemble a rich roster of Hispanic, European, Asian, and African cultures, kick in a ball, stir it all up, and make the best of all worlds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Says This American Game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our preeminent stars include everyone from a player who grew up in a Texas trailer home to a striker who learned to shame defenders in the projects of Florida. This sport is no longer exclusive to the children of the suburbs. The minivan is not the official vehicle of our sport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Says This American Game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there are still those who despise our sport-our own countrymen, in fact. But let them hate. Let them moan all they want from atop their barstools and behind their keyboards and radio booth glass; the First Amendment guarantees they can do just that. But there is nowhere in that hallowed, yellowing document that says we will listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Says This American Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no matter how much France looks down on us, or Brazil doubts us, or England mocks us; no matter what the odds, or the stiuation, or the game, the American people have this uncanny, gloriously stubborn belief that if we want something badly enough, we will achieve it. This is the desire that coursed through the veins of our revolutionaries in 1776 and of our hockey team in 1980. Our country finds a way to win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Says This American Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is soccer. A game for the flagwaving, tax-paying, apple-pie-eating, Star-Spangled-banner singing, red-blooded American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Says This American Game.</content>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-11-09T21:51:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-10T02:56:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-10T02:56:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Must be doing something right</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I STOLE THIS FROM CRYSTAL...ONLY CUZ IT WUZ SWEET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: this is a between a girl and a boy on their 7th year anniversary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-girl calls up boy: hey happy anniversary again&lt;br /&gt;-boy: hi happy anniservary!... hey remember you wanted to tell me something after school? sorry i left so early i had to go to work. so what did you want to tell me?&lt;br /&gt;-girl: i wanted to say i love you&lt;br /&gt;-boy: yeah i know everyone does!&lt;br /&gt;-girl: really?&lt;br /&gt;-boy: yeah... everyone of my friends that are girls tell me that everyday&lt;br /&gt;-girl: oh... but am i only your friend?&lt;br /&gt;-boy: no... youre my girlfriend... why?&lt;br /&gt;-girl: so when i say i love you i really do mean it&lt;br /&gt;-boy:yeah i know you do mean it... its just that you dont need to tell me that you love me anymore cuz i know you love me since the day we been together and i love you more each and everyday.&lt;br /&gt;-girl: ......&lt;br /&gt;-boy: so wanna go somewhere tonight for our 7th anni?&lt;br /&gt;-girl: yeah... where?&lt;br /&gt;-boy: i dont know... maybe movie then dinner?&lt;br /&gt;-girl: ok&lt;br /&gt;-boy:ill pick you put after i get off and get ready ok?&lt;br /&gt;-girl: ok. what time do you get off?&lt;br /&gt;-boy: in 2 hours and then i gotta go home and yeah get ready which takes about 15-20 mintues...&lt;br /&gt;-girl: aye... i thought you didnt have work today...&lt;br /&gt;-boy: one of my co-workers called in sick&lt;br /&gt;-girl: oh okay! so ill see you around 7:30 then?&lt;br /&gt;-boy: yeah! and babe?&lt;br /&gt;-girl: yeah?&lt;br /&gt;-boy: i love you&lt;br /&gt;-girl: i love you too!&lt;br /&gt;-boy: ok my manager is like looking at me so yeah.... i gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;-girl: ok bye&lt;br /&gt;-boy:bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours later... the boy drives to his girlfriends house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy walks up to the door and rings bell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-girl: hey! (gives a kiss to her boyfriend)&lt;br /&gt;-boy:wassup... you ready?&lt;br /&gt;-girl:um... wait... let me got my bag and we could go ok?&lt;br /&gt;-boy:ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they both watched a movie and ate dinner.... once they were done eating they head back to the car but before she got into the car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-boy:wait! can i blind fold you?&lt;br /&gt;-girl: why??!&lt;br /&gt;-boy:its a suprise&lt;br /&gt;-girl: what kind of suprise?&lt;br /&gt;-boy: a big one&lt;br /&gt;-girl: okay but only if you promise me that you will hold my hand while we're driving.&lt;br /&gt;-boy: i promise.&lt;br /&gt;-girl: ok blind fold me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they drove off........... and then they stoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-boy:ok we're here!&lt;br /&gt;-girl: where?&lt;br /&gt;-boy:wait let me walk you to the place!&lt;br /&gt;-girl: what place?&lt;br /&gt;-boy: somewhere! (and gives a kiss to her on the lips)&lt;br /&gt;-girl: babe!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boy walks her to the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-boy: ok.... let me the blind fold off you&lt;br /&gt;-girl: where are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he takes it off her and she opens her eyes and sees the view of the city and at that same spot... thats where he first asked her to be his girlfriend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-girl: omg.... (tears come down)&lt;br /&gt;-boy: why are you crying?&lt;br /&gt;-girl: this is where you first asked me out...&lt;br /&gt;-boy: what are you doing the rest of your life? (he asked on his knees and after he says that...behind him... in the air it says "will you marry me?" in firworks)&lt;br /&gt;-girl: (tears come down faster)&lt;br /&gt;-boy: i wasnt at work when you called me... i was planning this whole thing!&lt;br /&gt;-girl: get up!&lt;br /&gt;-boy: yeah?&lt;br /&gt;-girl: (kisses him)&lt;br /&gt;-boy: is that a yes or a no?&lt;br /&gt;-girl: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iF YOU DO NOT REPOST THiS YOU WiLL HAVE THE loneliest LiFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iF YOU DO REPOST THiS YOU WiLL HAVE A RELATiONSHiP THAT WiLL LAST FOREVER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh, im not too worried about that stuff up there...but yea...i did a whole lot of running tonight...it wuz just one of those nights that i felt like running...i ran lake hollingsworth a bunch...it wuz fun...but ima go to bed...i'll just see everyone at skool...peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny</content>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-11-08T20:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T01:43:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T01:43:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">omg! i hate my fucking life...i wish i were dead right now...jeezus! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats wht id be saying on oposite day! lol...im sooooo happy...if ya&lt;br /&gt;know wht i mean ;). ive got some good news...im back together with my&lt;br /&gt;baby...thats right...we are an us again. peace batches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;johnny #...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ricepickengook:50694</id>
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    <title>This is my aim profile, i made it up myself...im so special!</title>
    <published>2005-11-07T00:59:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-07T00:59:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The smell of freshly cut grass&lt;br /&gt;90 min. till game time&lt;br /&gt;The boundrys get repainted and the ticket box offices open.&lt;br /&gt;70 min till game time&lt;br /&gt;U arive at the stadium to screaming fans.&lt;br /&gt;60 min till game time&lt;br /&gt;Everyone gets ready and heads out to the field for warm ups.&lt;br /&gt;30 min till game time&lt;br /&gt;Head back into locker rooms, now the stadium is roaring.&lt;br /&gt;10 min till game time&lt;br /&gt;Come outta the lockers, and march onto the field, crowd roaring louder. &lt;br /&gt;5 min till game time&lt;br /&gt;National anthemes are played, and your ready to play, adreniline rushing faster than ever now.&lt;br /&gt;1 min till game time&lt;br /&gt;The whistle blows and the match is started. You and your team fight hard, but at the end of the half,&lt;br /&gt;the score remains 0-0...2nd half starts, and the fight continues, neither team letting each other score.&lt;br /&gt;Then in the 89th min. U get the ball, u break past a defender and lay a nice pass to your winger, which&lt;br /&gt;takes the ball down the sideline. He jukes his defender and breaks for the endline, he takes a touch to the &lt;br /&gt;inside, and crosses the ball into the box...u sprint as hard and as fast as you can towards the ball...everything&lt;br /&gt;slows down, u jump into the air in a wild dive for the ball...u connect with the ball and it goes streaking past the &lt;br /&gt;goal keeper which just barely missed the it. The crowd jumps to their feet...GOOOOALLLL!!!!!!! you just scored &lt;br /&gt;wht looks to be the game winning goal...u get off of the ground and go running towards the corner flag...u take it out &lt;br /&gt;of the ground and throw it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer isnt just a game, itz a lifestyle....in order to win, u must fight harder than your oposition...your oposition&lt;br /&gt;isnt going to let you get a goal, you've got to go out there and take it!</content>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-11-05T23:51:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-06T04:52:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-06T04:52:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">O yea! getting fucked up tonight baby! whoohooo!</content>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-11-03T18:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-03T23:34:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-03T23:34:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, ive got some good news, and some bad news....im getting transfer papers on monday to get out of LHS...the bad news...they might not let me transfer....erg! i just hate this shit. and o yea...im serious about getting those transfer papers...my dad's even agreed to signing them.</content>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-11-01T18:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-01T23:22:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-01T23:22:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">man, it wuz super duper cold at practice today...yea, we still had practice even though it wuz raining. i'll tell u wht, it wuz cold! lol....now, as i see in my last entry, some ppl kinda got their shit mixed up. 1st, did i mention names? no, i didnt, i didnt even hint towards anyone...2nd, i posted that cuz i asked a chick wht are chances r of starting a relationship, she said, "john, ur just to sweet." yea, some chick told me that...i didnt wanna say anything cuz its none of yalls business anyways. so, now that thats cleared, the last entry wasnt directed towards anyone...so settle the fuck down ppl, and that goes for all 3 of yall that commented. yea, she broke up with me, shit happens doesnt it...im gonna grit my teeth and drive on....i expect the rest of you to do the same. Anyhoo, im hopefully going to a paintball tournament in miami this weekend...1st place is worth $2,000...i hope we go, and i hope we win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny&lt;br /&gt;(asian)</content>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-11-01T13:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-01T18:40:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-01T18:40:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">dont you jsut hate it when u think that u have something finally going good for you, then something happens and it all gets fucked....yea...well thats happened to me everytime i feel like something is going my way for the first time. im telling you, and ive said this b4...chicks will go for the assholes...and i have no clue y...i really dont....but w/e boats ur float....damn, all u chicks need to wake up and smell the roses...assholes get you nowhere...im tired of being the sweet, always caring me....it seems like no one likes that shit....i listened to yall last time, im not this time...im gonna be an asshole now...since itz wht the chicks want. im tired of trying to be the sweetest, most caring b/f out there...ima start being a complete ass...maybe that will make me happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny&lt;br /&gt;(asian)</content>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-10-30T09:10:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-30T14:13:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-30T14:13:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Guess whos back ladies and gents? Thatz right....asian is back and is ready to shoot someone. If you havent heard, im back in the paintball world, missed by everyone. Itz sooo awsome cuz im going to orlando today for the world cup of paintball....im so exciteded. Yes! i love this. But yea, im back in action, putting my balls in ppls faces. But yea ive gotta spilt killas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny &lt;br /&gt;#13&lt;br /&gt;(aka: asian)</content>
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    <title>Another song</title>
    <published>2005-10-29T06:05:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-29T06:05:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kenny Chesney: If i lost it.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">More Than Words Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Saying I love you&lt;br /&gt;Is not the words I want to hear from you&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I want you not to say&lt;br /&gt;But if you only knew&lt;br /&gt;How easy it would be to show me how you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than words&lt;br /&gt;Is all you have to do to make it real&lt;br /&gt;Then you wouldn't have to say&lt;br /&gt;that you love me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Cause I already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;What would you do (what would you do)&lt;br /&gt;If I tore those words in two?&lt;br /&gt;More than words to show you feel&lt;br /&gt;That your love for me is real&lt;br /&gt;What would you say&lt;br /&gt;If I took those words away&lt;br /&gt;Then you couldn't make things new&lt;br /&gt;Just by saying I Love You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just saying I love you, saying I love you)&lt;br /&gt;More than words&lt;br /&gt;(just saying I love you, saying I love you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 3]&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've tried to (now that I've tried to)&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you and make you understand&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and just reach out your hand&lt;br /&gt;And touch me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close don't ever let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than words&lt;br /&gt;Is all I ever needed you to show&lt;br /&gt;Then you wouldn't have to say&lt;br /&gt;That you love me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Cause I already know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just saying I love you, saying I love you)&lt;br /&gt;More than words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* man, i still  cant sleep, and i have a game in a few hours. This sux horribly...never thought this would happen...then bam...i get slapped real hard. im done wishing now....im just gonna work on my scholarship...thats all i care about now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny....................</content>
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    <title>ricepickengook @ 2005-10-28T18:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-28T22:51:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-28T22:51:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yup, im an idiot...please god, take me now...y am i still here? im suprised i havent been killed yet...seriously...ive said everything i could about him up there...and he still wont strike me down...fuck! i hate everything....especially my back...cuz that shit hurts like a bitch right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny&lt;br /&gt;THE FUCKING ALL TIME FAILURE OF LIFE.</content>
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