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    <title>School and everything that goes with it..</title>
    <published>2005-07-25T16:18:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-25T16:24:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Three Days Grace- Just Like You</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well... not many days left until school starts again... I do not want to go! I want to spend the rest of my days watching footie, reading books and just being an all around lazy arse bumm - it is what I was made for. Yet I have to go back.. -sigh- so I am doing to die just to let everyone know... I have three core classes (history, math, and science) in my first semester and two in my next semester (because I decided to take AP Bio... I am a moron... I know..) so if anyone is reading this... When I do die at about the second week of the school year I wish to be cremated and thrown across the Irish Sea by way of Cork... if you know an Irish diddy it would be nice if you would sing it for me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough about my funeral arraignments... My dream was odd but nice.. So I was at Bearden (which occurs more often than not) and I think I had a party to attend or something but I also had to stay after a bit late... so I said goodbye to my friends and told them I would meet them later. So I do not really know what I was doing after school but after I had done it I found Trent Sanders (who, apparently, I was dating...) and he offered to give me a ride to the party. So we went to his red jeep... (I have no idea if that is what he drives in real life.. and in RL I do not even talk to him so do not get the wrong idea.. Trent is nice but -shrugs-) So we are at his jeep... (and no driving was actually done..) then (magic) we were at some sort of TCBY kind of establishment and he offered to buy me something and I told him I just wanted some Gatorade. By the way he was shorter than I remember him being in RL and he was walking with me arm and arm (I have a theory that this guy was part Trent and part Adam Canter... -shakes head- anyway..) whilst sleeping on my shoulder. So he told me to take his wallet and order something for him and a drink for me. Then we had our food and ect. and were eating at a table and off and on he would fall asleep then eat then sleep again. He was constantly arm and arm with me and for the most part sleeping so I could not go anywhere... therefore I just looked out the window until Coach Prince showed up... I talked to him for a while but then he had to go back because he was like running this place or something (They really should pay teachers more..) So then blah blah skip a few parts the people behind the counter who were people from my school: Dana (not Sharpe but the one from my chemistry class), Lindsey Glover (maybe that's her last name? She is average heighth with wavy brown hair and squinty sort of eyes...), then Daniel Green was there... So the people behind the counter were talking "Is that [my name]?" "Is she with Trent Sanders?" I suppose they were jealous.. I do not know... but seriously they could have had him... I needed to get to that party and a sleeping boyfriend does NOT help... So I finally got to the party somehow... but that was a completely different dream... so there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nessa-</content>
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    <title>Wow.</title>
    <published>2005-07-22T15:48:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-22T15:48:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Red Hot Chili Peppers- Scar Tissue</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yeah.. I have not written in a while. I have been reading George R. R. Martin's 'A Game of Thrones' which I would recommend to anyone. Well... I took my pictures on Monday and saw Matthew, Robert, and Shaddi... that was sort of stressful and the people there did not take my envelope so I have a feeling that evening was a waste. Yet, it was nice being back at school for an hour or so and see a couple of people I had not seen in a while. Then I saw Jon Stewart Tuesday night and he explained that the couch had died. How sad... I wonder if he kept the couch? I probably would have.. lovely couch.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nessa-</content>
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    <title>Birthday party.</title>
    <published>2005-07-18T02:15:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-18T02:18:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Weezer- Living in Beverley Hills (radio)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, it's late but I'm going to update anyway. I got my ACT scores back and I got a 10 on the writing which is good (it is out of 12) but I only got a 26 on the other part which is what my stupid PACT thing predicted I would get. Yet, I will probably end up getting a stinking tutor and taking the whole thing over again. I, of course, did the worst on English and Science, although I thought that was the easiest part. Then I did the best on Reading, getting a 97 on one part. So I am not stupid, I just suck really badly at Math. Yet, I don't have alot of money so I am going to have to take the damn thing again to get scholarships. -sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! That is not the point of this entry -points at the subject- it really is not my birthday, that was last week, but I did have my birthday party and that was really fun. Of course being the lazy sack of bones I am, It was really ill-planned. I ended up inviting Shaddi, Phil, Heather and of course my younger siblings came along too. Even though Jennifer, Erin, Amy and Kristin could not come it was alot of fun anyway, even if I wanted to crawl into a hole and die afterwards. Phil was really terrible at first but in the end was one of the best out of all of us. I was terrible throughout and have always been. Heather was pretty good and so was Shaddi. To summarize, everyone but me was kick-ass. I even got a 42 (I think you start out with 30 is what Phil said.) in one game and I was actually trying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well even though I did not really like LQ (Heather knows why... freakin' little kids and my bad aim) the evening was fun. Phil was hilarious and Shaddi was a blast. Heather is my best friend so I do not really need to praise her.... Shaddi was going to get me something from Dunkin Donuts but apparently the only one he knew of was long gone, so for my present he got me a yard of bubble gum, a strangly unique gift. Thanks Shaddi ^^.  Heather gave me a Ireland T-shirt and a bunch of cool footie stuff she got while in Columbus and Chicago. -dances around with presents- Jennifer also said she would get me something... wonder what.. Phil will not probably get me anything but oh well, I did not expect him to. Yet, I would like some fruit, Phil... Maybe a pear? This time I won't have to steal it. Well my birthday was lots of fun but I am truly glad it is over with and I can finally sleep not having to think about if and when I will ever get to have my birthday party and whether or not it will be fun. It was. Many thanks to everyone who made it possible, you know who you are. -shify eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nessa-</content>
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    <title>Books. Cats. Dreams.</title>
    <published>2005-07-16T16:14:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-22T15:50:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hoobastank- Disappear</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well I spent most of my day reading George R. R. Martin's 'Game of Thrones' which is really good. Thanks, Lucas. ^^ Anyway, I read on my hammock for nearly five hours, in between which I slept and listened to Dave Matthews Band. My hammock is right beside the house under a large tree near the edge of our fence and apparently it hid me fairly well because my family had been looking for me. So I was laying in my hammock and my sister came up to the fence, from the other side, and said to me, "Jessica?" and before I could say much of anything she replied, "Everyone's been looking for you." which I suppose she thought I should be sorry or something but all I said was, "morons." That of course made her very happy and I went inside, where my da said I should have checked in with him. Checked in? I was on our property! Nearly five feet from the house. He was all pouty faced and my siblings were about to crack up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You changed.. what you do.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A sin. I know." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my cat ran away! I don't know what in the world it was he was doing but I could not sleep without him in the house so I was in the sunroom nearly all night long. Then at about 5.04 am he showed up. Now you might wonder why I was worried well, 1. he's my baby, 2. he is an indoor cat, and 3. he does not have any claws, back or front.  Stupid fat cat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then lastly, my dream was strange... Philip, Heather, Matthew, another girl, and myself were in it, so I know who the other girl was but I cannot for the life of me remember what her name is so I guess the world will never know... Anyway Phil was trying to eat cereal with huge chunks of candy in it and we were trying to tell him that he could not do that... So anyway he wanted the other girl to feed him so he left to get a bigger spoon, and then the other girl feed Matthew a candy cell phone... Then I woke up. I think my dream means that my guy friends can't feed themselves. Oh and Heather really wants to feed Phil and does not like it when other women enter her territory. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nessa-</content>
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    <title>Jon Stewart!</title>
    <published>2005-07-15T18:02:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-15T18:04:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pink Floyd- Mother</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I was going to title this 'Rejection' because I did actually, for the most part, get rejected from every stupid job I went to but oh well! I was watching the telly last night and Jon Stewart was back on! It was not a re-run! I do not really like the new set, I miss that beautiful couch. Do you think they would sell the couch? I thought it looked really comfortable. Poor couch. Jon, it seems, was very sad and bored without the show and was ready to open up on Bernie Goldberg. I never laughed so much in my life. When Jon tolded Goldberg he should be spending more time worrying about members of the government and less time on the so-called '100 People Screwing Up America' I really just wanted to leap into the telly and hug Jon. Then there were some memorable quotes I would like to put here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goldberg: [is talking about bigot channels]&lt;br /&gt;         Jews are kikes.&lt;br /&gt;         Latinos are spiks&lt;br /&gt;         and Blacks are... you know what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon Stewart: Well hung?&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goldberg: It has gotten so bad that Chevy Chase called the President a dumb [beep] in the Kennedy Center on television.&lt;br /&gt;Jon Stewart: Once upon a time Thomas Jefferson [beep]-ed his slaves. &lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that really 'got' me during the show was that Goldberg would say all of the derogatory terms above stated but he would not say 'nigger' and when he did later in the show say 'nigger' he was bleeped out. Now why, exactly, was 'nigger' bleeped but 'kike' and 'spik' were not?  There seems, atleast to me, to be something wrong in that. But atleast this time I know not to buy the book shown on Jon Stewart. Thanks alot, Jon. Crappy Gettysburg book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nessa-</content>
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    <title>Jobs.</title>
    <published>2005-07-13T15:56:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-14T00:59:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Old Blind Dogs- Monymusk Lads</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well... I probably should update at bit on yesterday... My family and I went to Harper and then my sister realized that her toe was too badly infected to live with it another day. So then we went to the doctor's office. Fun. Then Shoney's. Even Better. And because of all that I did not have time to turn in my applications for Goody's and Old Navy. So now I must do that today, and I forgot to call the friends I want to come to my party this weekend. Man my sister sucks. I also did not have time to read. Poohishness. I also have the task of cleaning the kitchen today, like I spend anytime at home... How, exactly, am I to do the dishes and take a shower at the same time? And if I take a shower then do the dishes I will not have anything to eat on. Why did my sister have to take a late shower? Oh well, I really just cannot wait until this week is over. Hopefully, by then I will have my life alittle more 'together'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arg! Goody's is not hiring anymore! Stupid sister! Then Old Navy said I was too late to talk to the manager and to come back tomorrow! Which means more gas and less money! Stupid George Bush! How do I hate thee? Let me count the ways... AAAAAHHH!!!! Oh well, I'll just have to use the rest of my birthday money to calm my nerves... -clings to her imaginary Alexander Hamilton book- I did see this cool portable hammock at Bed Bath and Beyond.. it was kinda cheap, atleast for a hammock. -munches angrily on some Starburst-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nessa-</content>
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    <title>Heretic</title>
    <published>2005-07-12T15:48:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-12T15:48:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dave Matthews Band- Dreamgirl</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, I finished 'Vagabond' this morning and am now starting 'Heretic'. Hopefully, It is just as good, but I do not really worry when it comes to Bernard Cornwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nessa-</content>
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    <title>Vagabond</title>
    <published>2005-07-11T20:21:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-12T00:16:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Eagles- Get Over It.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Not much happening today. Went to Weigels to get a Pepsi, but I have spent most of my day reading my new book, Vagabond. Yet, my da just called and said I could go to Turkey Creek, so I suppose I'll go to those job interviews. Off to TC I go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I went to TC. Old Navy does not seem like a place I really want to work after all. First, everyone there looked unhappy and bored. Then, when I went to get an application the woman I spoke to was really unintelligent. She looked at me like I was insane when I said, "Who do I see about the job?" and not only that I pointed at the freakin' sign that said, "Now Hiring." Then when it finally got to her and she found the applications she wanted to know if I wanted an application for my sister... My sister is 12 and she looks it. Then she asked how old I was, and when I told her I was 17 she said well you have to be 16 to work here. Now I don't know if she was just saying that or if she for some reason thought 16 was older than 17 but that IS what it sounded like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, then I went to Goody's and they said I had to be 17 to work there. So I got an application, and I think I would like to work there the most. Although their application was really odd.. wanting to know whether I was more self-reliant, cheerful, orderly, or bold and the like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I went to Target (TC is full of businesses willing to hire, so if you are looking I would suggest going there). In Target, they take applications through a computer system, which I suppose is a good idea but it takes forever. I spent nearly 40 minutes and did not end up finishing because I did not have any references handy. So who knows where or if I will working by the end of this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nessa-</content>
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    <title>Birthday</title>
    <published>2005-07-10T21:37:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-10T21:37:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nickelback</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ok. Yesterday was my birthday and I had a pretty good time with mom and family. So I got up around 8.00 or so, took a shower ect. went to mom's, and opened presents. So you know that set of books I was blabbing on about a couple of entries ago? The Archer's Tale? Anyway, I got the sequels to it, so I'll finally get to finish them. Then I received a check for 100 dollars from my grandmother which I will check sometime next week, then I also got my allowance (20 dollars), and another 20 from my Uncle Mark and yet another 5 from my grandparents. Which is about 145 minus the 16 I spent on books at Barnes and Noble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Yet, that was not all I got for my birthday. I also got some CDs: Kelly Clarkson and Dave Matthew Band, two pairs of shorts, a pair of jeans and two shirts, then candles, shampoo and body wash. Then my mom surprised me with one of those curved sort of chairs, blue in hue, to go in my room or wherever else I can figure out to put it. I believe that is it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       So after all the unwrapping of gifts and reading of cards, We ate tacos and nachos. The only thing I hate about that peticular dish is that everyone (and this goes for most things) eats a good deal faster than I do and I end up not eating as many nachos as I would want because everyone is in the mood to move on, most of all my obnoxious siblings. Then we had the cake and I did not blow out the candles properly (boo woo) but I did not really actually wish for anything so oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Then, we decided we would see a movie. My family (ie. my brother and sister) wanted to see Fantastic Four and although I had just seen it the other day I relented, it was good a movie. So after finally deciding to see it at 12.30 at the Pinnacle, we left. I'm going to summarize since not much happened. We saw the movie, it was good, but I did not see Shaddi. The turd was probably still in the early meeting he was talking about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        The best thing about the whole evening had to be Walmart.  You see Walmart is remodeling and for some reason that brings out all and I mean ALL the trash of Knoxville. People were walking without shirts on or just open (how courteous) and there were hundreds of families blocking the ways so it took nearly 10 minutes just to get to the entertainment section. Anyway, my brother and I went to that section, he to the games and I to the music. I was in the music as said looking through the selection they had to offer. I saw Foo Fighters and decided I would buy it but just for kicks I still looked around. So, I picked up a Mark Brouseaud (lets hope I atleast spelled that similiarly) cd and stuck it under those things Walmart has to listen to it. Then out of nowhere this guy was like, 'Ma'am?' and I got confused thinking maybe he thought I worked there and was going to correct him when he asked what cd it was I was listening to. Well by then I was sick of being in Walmart so I handed him the cd pointed out the song 'Home' to him and left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        As I was leaving the music I was my brother looking at some games and we agreed it would be best to leave, the sooner the better. So we started walking to where my mother and sister said they would be but , as is always the case with Walmart, we could not find them. So we ended up walking around the place two times before sitting down at a bench, discussing the matter that we must have died and gone to hell, for we had just noticed the not only were we in 'Hick Central' the AC must have been broken, when a young man came on the over head annoucement system and said 'would Josh and Jessica Gadd please meet their party at the car'.  My brother and I after recovering from the embarrassment just laughed and said they must have cracked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        After all that, I went home and found out I had left my backpack along with my iPOD (Lily) and my wallet in my mom's car. So I went with da to go get it back, ended up missing my mother, decided to just left it be, and went to Barnes and Noble. Then it was off to Fazoli's which made me late for my game watching with Heather.... Then, I went home and passed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nessa-</content>
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    <title>Footie</title>
    <published>2005-07-10T21:36:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-13T15:57:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dave Matthews Band</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ok. I know. I don't EVER update. Sorry. Do you realize that this is a paragraph?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Ok. I won't ever do that again, but I really could not resist the temptation. I'm not really writing this on the 4th but since a couple of fun things happened that day, I think I ought to record them even if I am too lazy to do it on that day. So my family had already launched their rockets a few days ago and were on this day watching the fireworks of the neighbors down the street: Joe, Ashley, and Brandon, and that is what I did last year but this year I did not really feel like it.  Not to mention there was some footie on the telly so as you could probably guess, I headed off to Heather's to watch it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Well, the footie was Galaxy v Revs if I am not mistaken, but I will have to check to be sure. Anyway, The Revs were of course going to win, I was sure of that, but I was severely disappointed- yet, not by the game's score. I was disappointed when, to my obvious surprise, the match started my great football love, Clint Dempsey, was not playing which, of course being the big boy crazy doofus I am, ruined the match for me. And yet, Clint was not the only great Revs footballer not playing, Steve Ralston and Pat Noonan were not in attendance only the lovely Andy Dorman was there which I must say was not enough to save the game for me. Needless to say with only the Galaxy players to look upon, Heather and I spent most of the night talking over random things which was, between listening to Rob and Eric, just as amusing I must admit. In the end the Revs did not win but they did not exactly lose either. In the words of the wonderful Rob Stone they -basically- "kissed their sisters".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nessa-</content>
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    <title>Telly Movies</title>
    <published>2005-07-10T21:35:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-13T16:00:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Blues</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, it's official I suck at updating my journal, but oh well no one reads it so who could really care? Now... it is Tuesday? So I went to the Knoxville Zoo on Saturday. That was actually alot of fun. Saw and fell in love with the Burros which are Spainish male donkeys and now I need me one of them! Well right now I'm watching Pink Panther... which is fairly amusing, and I just learned Blue Brothers is on tonight at 8pm! Yay! I love AMC! What would I do without it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Speaking of AMC, I watched a movie called 'Tammy and the Batchelor' last night which was pretty good except for the fact that it kept me up until 1.15 am... The one girl, Tammy, was in love with Peter (aka the Batchelor) who was going to get married to someone else that he liked very much except that she wanted him to live in the city.  So Tammy loves Peter and Ernie (Peter's friend) loves Barbara (Peter's soon-to-be wife) ... let the fun insue! Weeee!!! Anyway, so Tammy is always trying to get Peter to kiss her which is amusing because she just stands there with her lips puckered and he always gives her a wierd look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I have been watching alot of movies lately... alot of movies... like yesterday... I watched 'Cinderella Girl' or atleast part of it because I don't really like silent movies that much when movies like 'Tammy and the Batchelor' are on the other channel (there is AMC and TCM if you like to just watch movies all day). Then I watched 'Fistful of Dollars' which was excellent, I always like to watch a Clint Eastwood movie ('Two Mules for Sister Sara' and 'Mystic River' included). Then the other day I watched 'Casablanca' and then 'Mutiny on the Caine' both have Humphrey Bogart in them... the first I rented and the other I ended up watching on accident... but both were good except I did not like it in 'Caine' when they had Bogie on the witness stand... my heart broke... -cries-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         What can I say? Not only do I spend most of my time eating, drinking, reading, or watching some form of television, I am a raving sentamentialist.  Which is why most of the books I read and movies I watch are about love and romance. Such as I just got finished reading 'The English Patient' and now I have started reading 'Elusive Pimpernel' which is a sequel to the 'Scarlet Pimpernel' which I did not know about to a few days ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Enough about books and movies... I want to talk about the stupidity of my current summer 'situation' besides the fact that I do that other stuff I have been mentioning for the last four paragraphs... I was having a good summer. I went to different peoples' houses and played footie ect. ect. It was fun. But now everyone else has their own agenda and I have nothing to do... I am lazy which maybe a problem when getting people together but really it does not matter when everyone has something else to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         So basically I have been a really bored little hermit... so I was looking forward to going over to a friend's house on Friday when they tell me they are busy... Busy? Why in the hell do you plan something if you are just going to be busy that day? Why?!?! Christian, Max, and Allen! It does not make sense. Of course I have my suspicions as to why they could not get together with me. One of which being that one of the other people whose house we were going to walk to ended up being out of town at a tourney in Dallas, TX.... Now really is that my fault? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Now. Again, we were going to get together today but somehow that fell through also.... How and why, are certain things I have no answer to. Anyway, so we are obviously not doing anything today... because I am at the computer... typing to you.... So it ends up we are getting together tomorrow! Splendid! Yay! Happiness! I am going to get out of the house! No movies for me! No... wait... what is it we are doing? Come again? We are going to the movies you say? Well then that is quite a different matter... Nothing, and I mean nothing quite takes the wind out of your sails like finding out you are finally getting to do something with friends when this something turns out to be the things you have been doing all along.... Not to mention that movie is 'Batman, Begins'. Irony. My closest friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nessa-</content>
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    <title>Life</title>
    <published>2005-07-10T21:31:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-10T21:33:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Who- Bargain</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have just finished reading Archer's Tale by Bernard Cornwell which turned out to be rather good, but there is one problem. It is part of a trilogy which at the time I purchased it I did not know. If I had known I would have bought Vagabond and in the process saved myself some money. For instead of getting the second book I got Gettysburg by Newt Gingrich which I am hoping will be a good read but I am not really in the mood to read it. I want to read Vagabond and I don't have it! Arg. You are probably saying, "Why not just go to the bookstore and get the damned book?" Well, my inquistive friend, I don't have any money and I borrowed money from my da to get the first two books, which took almost all of his money. So obviously that is not an option. I would go to the library but what about the third book? The closest library does not have both books. In fact it has the third but not the second. Go figure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        So, I was thinking that I could go to McKay's and see if they have it but once again I don't really have any money.... But I don't want to check the books out now only to buy them later (I like to have all the books in my possession). Hmm... dilemmias... I seriously need a job. If I had a job, I would not be having these problems. Yet, if I had a job would I have the time to spend on reading books? Probably not. Life sucks. I should have been made a heiress. What, exactly, was God thinking when he made Paris Hilton anyway? Yes, she is pretty, but what purpose does she serve? Hmmm, I suppose one could argue she keeps men busy which does help, sometimes. Which is one thing I usually can not do. So I take back what I said. God bless Paris Hilton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        You know what? I need Fox Soccer Channel (I almost said 'Fox Sports World' -tear- the Channel...). If I had FSC I would be watching some great footie instead of putting my worthless thoughts on the internet but then again there are alot of 'if's are there not? I do not really need it, and if my friend would get her ass back in town I would not even be thinking about it, I would be watching it.  I wonder what Erin's phone number is. I am supposed to go white-water rafting with her but I need to get the money into her by some uncertain date (she probably told me already but all I can remember is that it is sometime at the end of June...) and I don't remember her phone number. I have got to start listening to people sometimes it would really help me out, yet I am not one to take advise- even if it is my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I should also be getting my ACT scores back soon. Which of course means I have to select (or atleast try to) a college to attend... and they are so many. It is quite idoitic. There are -what?- over a thousand colleges in the US at the very least and they want you to pick one. Insanity. I don't want to pick one. Pick one for me. I will attend, I promise. Scout's honor, I will. Even if you picked the University of Tennessee I would probably go. I have even been seriously considering it. It is not that bad of a school, really, it is just full of the kind of people I do not really like in high school. I mean to say that every kid in high school who makes mediocre grades at Bearden and likes to drink and party has UT in mind for their school of choice. And if they get their way (which most of them will) they will be attending UTK come Spring. Oui. What to do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I think (and my mind changes often to suit the new mood) that I will be going to Maryville College. It is exphensive, so I will have to get a scholarship, but it is well known for its academics. Plus it is very close to home, at about 12 miles. Not to mention my mother and father live about equal distance from the school, ch-ching on the parent factor. Yet, and this is my main problem with any school, none of my friends are even considering Maryville, in fact I only know of three different schools my friends are going to go to: Johnson Bible College (no. stupid narrow mind dults), University of Tennessee, and Centre College in Kentucky.. Oh well, I have one whole year to decide the rest of my life. Scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nessa-</content>
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    <title>Amy's</title>
    <published>2005-07-10T21:28:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-12T00:18:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Soundtrack to Garden State</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have not written in 10 days (as if you could not count) and I suppose I ought to update. I have not really done anything in -counts on fingers- four or five days except, of course, reading or sometimes I will watch the telly. And there is not really anything to write about yet I can talk about what it was I did Tuesday. On Tuesday I finally got to do something again, that is I went over to Amy's house and hung out with Amy and Heather.  First we watched Hitch, then we ate some homemade pizza. After that we were getting kind of bored just sitting around so someone had the bright idea to call Phil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        We had called him up earlier but he was not home and his da said he would be home around 6.15 p.m. So I was the one who had to call him since Heather wouldn't (for some reason...) and Amy did not want to call him because she has some sort of morbid fear of talking to people over the telephone.  So I called him up and he said he would come over but did not know where Amy lived. So I was giving him directions, which were not good enough I suppose, because Heather had to take the phone from me to give him the proper ones which often happens and makes me wonder why she could not have called him in the first place because all I do is find out whether or not he is available. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Oh well, he came over and that was the best part of the night. Best crappy ping-pong game I ever played or will hope to play, not to mention the best Hearts game ever... considering I suck at the game (and really don't know the rules) and Heather and I beat the crap out of Phil and Amy. In addition, the conversations about the crappy-ness of Waffle House and the terrible taste of the orange MLS fruit snacks was especially interesting. Not to mention Phil is a big fat cheater when it comes to Hearts... million points my .. ahem... you know.... (Stoner!) Plus I have a suspicion that Phillip has a phobia of trampolines... or atleast playing cards on them? Not shortly after Phil had to leave because he has to eat... (go figure!) I think next we need to get together at my house... or something of that nature... That's all I really have to say for the moment... Peace Out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nessa-</content>
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    <title>Phil</title>
    <published>2005-07-10T21:26:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-10T21:26:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Eagles</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well. I have not had the time or drive to write in six days and this will probably be a pattern so if you expect me to write everyday you will just have to get over that.  So.. yesterday the eighth a small group of friends and myself went to see "Game of Their Lives". Now I'm going to tell the truth about my opinion as regards to the movie, the consequences be damned. I expected alot from the movie and I must admit I was a bit let down.  I would really recommend that everyone see it, if only to raise revenue for the poor lads and the penny-pinching MLS, even if you do not love the game. But really, the acting was not really all that great not to mention the script was completely simplistic, and I think the movie could have been a whole lot better if it were longer and if they had taken the task alittle more seriously in places and less in others. But anyway. It was hot outside, and I was not in a very good mood.  Inside the theater it was nice and cold but for some reason at the end of the movie I had a huge headache. But some moments of the afternoon were really amusing and alleaviated my dour mood. Such as...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my friend, Heather, and I went to get our tickets and it is really hot outside. (Like I said...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked up to the ticket booth and ordered out tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow. its really cold in there. I want to be in there with..." [checked the Lad's name tag] "...Joey" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Joey heard and we (Heather, Joey, and I) talked for a moment. (Fun stuff that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we were watching the opening of the movie and disappointed because our little footballer (whom I mentioned in the last entry) had not shown up, he finally showed up in the dark of the theater and created some nice moments for the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey so where are you guys?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[runs in to the row of chairs] "Oof."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and [while reaching down to an empty chair] "Is that a person?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it for that day. And I have a wonderful orthodonist appointment to attend so maybe I'll write about that tomorrow or Saturday (considering tomorrow I'm getting together with my friends again.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So I went to the orthodonist, and it was not fun.  I had to wait for quite a while which is really odd, because usually I can go in immediately, no problem. But today was not the case.  So I waited then he chained the whole top of my mouth. Pain. Pain. Pain. Then he (he being the orthodonist) switched my rubber bands... which is usually not a problem... but now they are going from the outside in... and if you do some simple reasoning that means I would be biting on it if I so happened to want to close my mouth... so much pain. Plus he made fun of my love of green, the color I almost always choose for my braces. I really do not know how he knows that considering one of his assistants usually, if not always, tightens my braces and the like. Which I suppose was another wierd thing about todays visit. Oh... so much pain... But. The telly they have in the office was amusing to say the least. On it was ESPN which is another wierd thing.... usually it's the news or some such thing... but oh well.... So ESPN was talking about basketball and the San Antonio Spurs but they only said the Spurs which made me think Tottenham Hotspurs... Then they were talking about someone whose first name was Clint who played for the Colorado Rockies which is a baseball team... so I do not know, I think I missed something.  Then they were talking about some sort of fire which made me think Chicago Fire and they were referring to Dallas which of course lead me to think FC Dallas, all of which happened in earshot of the telly but I was in a reclined (but I assure you not comfortable) position so that I could not actually view the telly while I was being totured... Oh well. Straight teeth, it must be worth it, no? Peace Out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nessa-</content>
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    <title>Movies</title>
    <published>2005-07-10T21:02:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-13T16:01:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well the day started off pretty terribly.... My cat whom my family likes to call Echo since that is his name decided he wanted into my room but was alittle taken aback when he realized that the door to my room was closed.  Which of course didn't really bother him in the least.... he just pawed and pawed under the door which kept me up until I gave in and let him in my room, which of course he repaid me by purring as loudly as one feline can and sitting right on top of my arm making it quite impossible to move or sleep or what have you. So after about one hour of that I dragged myself out of bed and went down stairs hopeing that the computer would be free but of course it was not. My brother was in love with this game 'Runescape' maybe you have heard of it? I played it and found it quite unappealing. Anyway I sat around for a bit until my brother let me have the computer, then at about that time my best friend whom I suppose shall remain nameless but if you know me you do not have to have a name logged on and said we should go to the movies to see 'Game of the Their Lives' which we had previously wanted to see but it had not been playing in all of Tennessee. So I said this was a good idea... and gave the computer back to my brother who was harassing me once again to see his beloved game so that I could go take a shower. When I had taken that shower, I went downstairs and read a bit from 'Memoirs of a Geisha' and then my sister came into the room and my day just got that much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?! You are going to the movies? You are supposed to be babysitting me and Sam."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes. I have been planning this for almost a freakin' month! AND You are NOT going to ruin this for me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[more fighting and cursing not meant for anyone's ears and I truly hope that the neighbors did not overhear our spat]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after much fighting, and the like I ended up haveing to skip the single best movie of the year because my sister sucks some major a**. But if it makes you feel any better, and it does make me feel much better, I am going to make my friend see it again and we are dragging the prettiest footballer you ever did see with us! That's about it for today... Peace out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nessa-</content>
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