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  <title>"Under My Green Poetic Eyes"</title>
  <subtitle>Jess T</subtitle>
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    <name>Jess T</name>
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  <updated>2008-10-23T00:33:45Z</updated>
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    <title>The End.</title>
    <published>2008-10-23T00:33:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-23T00:33:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm going to stop using live journal.  I personally don't see the point since I never know how to write what I'm feeling in a way that makes sense.  I won't delete my account because there are some peoples live journals who I will continue to read and comment on, but as for me updating mine anymore, this is my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like I told Heather before I can only handle so many social networks and online journals before I get bored and stop using one of them.  I still have facebook which I'll never delete and my myspace (which to be honest, I could delete that but its fun to do surveys and when if I cant sleep at night I'll screw around with different layout designs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out, I guess</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:matt_ward_girl:25022</id>
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    <title>matt_ward_girl @ 2008-10-15T18:29:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-15T22:31:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-15T22:31:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>White Tie Affair- Take It Home</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I gave in.  It was only a matter of time.  I should probably be more upset over this.  I'm not.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:matt_ward_girl:24692</id>
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    <title>matt_ward_girl @ 2008-10-14T16:06:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-14T20:11:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-14T20:11:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my mom just bitched at me for not emptying the dishwasher and doing the dishes.  I told her I had a major cramp and have been in a lot of pain, so I was laying down.  Then she goes on saying if I want to act like a child I can move out.  she said someone other shit, but by then I had walked away.  This is getting out of hand.  I can't even stand the sound of her voice anymore.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and all the times I do clean up, I dont get any credit because I dont say anything.  maybe everytime i pick up a cup or empty the dishwasher I should leave a post it not</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:matt_ward_girl:24496</id>
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    <title>change?</title>
    <published>2008-10-09T02:16:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-09T02:16:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Portishhead- Teardrop</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've come to the conclusion that I'm all the talk and no action.  I say I want change.  I say I need change, but do i actually do anything to help go towards that change.  No.  I do not.  Now, i'm not writing this to be all "well that stops here...from now on I'm going to walk the walk" because I know thats just not true.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:matt_ward_girl:24067</id>
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    <title>cannot wait</title>
    <published>2008-10-03T16:11:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-03T16:11:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My dad wonders why I never ask him for help.  Maybe its because he's like a fucking time bomb and I don't know when I simple question like "can you print something out for me" will spiral into a lecture of how I basically suck and cannot function as a normal person.  Then he complains I'm like a brick wall, but doesn't shut up enough for me to be able to say more than 1 or 2 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHH!!!!  My train leaves in about 2 hours.  I am so excited.  I will get into Fitchburg at 6pm and staying over at Tiff and Josh's place. And let me tell you tonight is the PERFECT night to be like "you know what vodka...we've had our differences in the past...but why don't we just work it out"  Then I'm taking the 2:45 on saturday to spend the night at my cousin Vanessa's dorm.  We are going into boston that night (she's in cambridge) I'm bringing cute shoes :)  That I've walked around in before I should be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, sometime in the hopefully near future Heather and I are planning on collecting leaves and going to the park to do and old arts project we did back in 5th grade.  where u place the leaves on fabric, cover them with wax paper and the bang on it with a hammer.  The color from the leaves is transfered to the paper.  I kind of want to make it into a cover for a journal.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:matt_ward_girl:23448</id>
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    <title>I wish...</title>
    <published>2008-09-20T14:41:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-20T14:41:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i could go see of Montreal play in boston on oct 30th, but I dont want to go by myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps next time they come around on their never ending tour</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:matt_ward_girl:23187</id>
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    <title>thank god I have a train pass</title>
    <published>2008-09-20T14:29:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-20T14:29:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the first weekend of october is going to kick ass.  That friday I am going to take the train to visit tiff and josh, and then take the train from fitchburg to go to boston and see Vanessa saturday/sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote down the train/subway scedule so I would know how to get around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday-&lt;br /&gt;*12:12 franklin train. (arrives in s.station at 1:06)&lt;br /&gt;*go to the corner mall for some food, and kill some time&lt;br /&gt;*back to south station, take the redline to park st.  switch to green go to n.station&lt;br /&gt;*4:40 to Fitchburg (arrives at 5:57)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-&lt;br /&gt;*2:45 fitchburg to N.Station (arrives 4:13&lt;br /&gt;*take the green line to park st.  switch to red.  go to harvard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-&lt;br /&gt;probally take the 1:20 or 3:20 back to franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets see</content>
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    <title>matt_ward_girl @ 2008-09-19T02:11:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-19T06:14:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-19T06:14:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Conor Oberst- Danny Calahan</lj:music>
    <content type="html">its funny how a song can remind you so much of someone, you almost need to shut it off.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:matt_ward_girl:22502</id>
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    <title>update</title>
    <published>2008-09-10T18:00:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-10T18:00:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, as I'm sure everyone knows it rained like a mother fucker yesterday.  That being said, although I did get to have lunch with Taco Thief (this was before the rain started) I decided against going into boston to see Vanessa. We both agreed that was for the best b/c I wouldn't have been able to see her for that long, since she had a meeting at 4 and class at 6:45.  Tuesdays are the only day she has 3 classes, so we figured it would be easier to make plans on a two class day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am hanging out with Heather.  She is picking me up at work, then we are going to hobo it out at panera's. Eat the bread samples and drink coffee from those tiny cups.  Both of us are running low on money so we figured thats the best thing to do.  Well, actually I have money, but I need to save it so any cheap day of fun, I'm all for.  Of course maybe I'll "splurge" and get a butter croissant. which is like 1.80 I believe.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:matt_ward_girl:22241</id>
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    <title>Kind of long</title>
    <published>2008-09-09T02:14:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-09T02:14:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">(written at 8:20  pm)&lt;br /&gt;So I am sitting by the library as I write this.  (hanging out with good ol’ Ben Franklin, or B. Frank as I call him, because we are tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways…I just got out of my class (intro to business). So far, so good.  Although, tonight was just an introduction to the class.  Next week will be when the actual book learning begins.   The professor, Mr. Fahey, seems very nice and is one of those people who likes to move around and be more “animated” than other teachers who just sit behind a podium and talk.  I like that, It keeps me focused and awake when I don’t have to stare in 1 direction, for a long period of time. Also, there are only 7 people in the class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way the class is broken down isn’t that bad. The midterm is in 3 weeks, which I guess is good because that means there will be less subjects to cram into it.  It will consist of 3 parts, True/ False, A Matching Section, and an essay.   The final exam we will be given 2 case studies to read and will have 2 weeks to complete.  There are also 2 quizzes and a group project.  In the group project we have to profile and talk about a major company…for 15 minutes (yikes, that kind of freaks me out). My group got Disney (my first choice. Yay.) So we are going to go try and explain what Disney is, besides theme parks and Mickey mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(wow I should really write these live journal updates outside, my writing is so much better.  In my room I’m just like “ yeah…class at dean…it was alright” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, tomorrow…SUPER FUCKING EXITED.  I was planning on going into Boston to Wet Seal to buy another pair of sunglasses, because my awesome big rimmed red ones broke when I was at Tiff’s for Evan’s Birthday (my purse ate one of the umm ear things off).  Well, I will still be going to do that, but Vanessa (my cousin, who I used to only be able to see a few times a year) has a few hours off from her classes at Lesley, so I am going to meet up with her at Harvard Square around 4:30ish.  I will be getting into Boston about 3 (taking the 2:06 inbound) so that gives me plenty of time to buy a pair of sunglasses (maybe I’ll get another color…rock the white for a while?) and of course go to sushi time. It would be a sin to go to the corner mall and not get sushi. The Veggie one is really good. Perhaps I’ll get that and something else.   Strangely enough, this will be my first time at Sushi time without Tiff.  That’s kind of a sin, but a far less one than passing it and not eating anything, so that’s okay.  If its not, I give her full permission to hate me for 45 seconds (that’s right, I’m a generous best friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, what else?  Oh tonight, I believe I am going to hang out with my friend Sarah (Taco Thief, not Mustard) she goes to dean.  Right now she is at her house in Milford  because its her and 5 toes’ (Justin …my friends have odd nicknames) 1 year anniversary.   She should be back in Franklin around 9-9:30ish. We’ll probably be able to hang out for about an hour, which is nice.  I’d hang out longer, but I don’t want to walk home too late at night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH….I wish I had bug spray, a mosquito just bit my finger, since it’s the only place to bite.  I have on jeans and a hoodie now. J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 Jess</content>
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    <title>There is no turning back now</title>
    <published>2008-09-08T02:14:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-08T02:14:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Of Montreal- some song with dustin hoffman in the title</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Tommorrow i start my class at dean.  Kind of freaking out, since I have very little interest in buisness and the class i am taking is intro to buisness (I figured that could do more to help in the long run than a writing class).  I know its bad to go into something with the idea that I will hate the class, part of me says I will try and like it.  Or at least if I hate it try to keep focused for the 2.5 hours I have the class.  I don't want my money to go to waste.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wonder what the class will do tomorrow since as far as I'm aware of no books have been asigned.  I mean if they were, I assunme i would have gotten something in the mail saying "order this book"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling I'm going to become a fucking chain smoker because of this class</content>
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    <title>up dates</title>
    <published>2008-09-04T01:56:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-04T01:56:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i finally got a new laptop.  which means I will be getting no sleep from now on.  I would force my self to try and sleep sometimes, but who needs that when I can just go and look up random shit on wikipedia? I went to try and find a cute laptop case (I have one that tiff gave me a few years ago, but I wanted to find something more girly) at tjmax b/c I had seen them there before, but they were all gone.  I did however buy an adorable tote bag thats black and white striped with the Andy Warhol banana.  It even came with a banana shaped change purse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also...class starts on monday, trying not to freak out to much.  Tommorrow after I get out of work (both jobs 6-2) I have to go to Dean and find the building it will be in</content>
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    <title>awkward moment</title>
    <published>2008-07-17T02:44:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-17T02:44:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The other day I was swimming at my sisters pool when she pointed to my thighs and asked "what's that?"  I kind of just laughed and went, ah umm high school?" which is kind of true since two of the scars did happen in high school.   I just hope I don't have to go into any more details the next time I go over her place (which should be tomorrow night, since I'm watching Corey friday morning)</content>
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    <title>today</title>
    <published>2008-06-18T02:14:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-18T02:14:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm glad today wasn't weird when me and Heather hung out.  I was afraid it'd be a little awkward, but it really wasn't.  She picked me up around noon (ended up talking to my mom and meeting the puppies for a good bit, until I could motion "cigarettes" when my mom wasn't looking.  Then we went to Paneras and looked at The Ultimate Notebook (from high school) and drank free coffee and bread, b/c we had like no money.  Eventually I decided we should just share a loaf that was $2 (mostly b/c I was lazy and didnt want to keep on getting those little bread samples.  Then we walked around and talked and finally went to borders because Heather wanted to show me these magazines with Tattoos in them</content>
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    <title>what a bitch</title>
    <published>2008-06-16T22:56:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-16T22:56:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A FEW MINUTES AGO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Makes Ice cream cone sits down to enjoy it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "That's it, I'm not buying anymore junk food the people in this house are getting way to heavy. *pauses* well the girls anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "gee thanks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "I'm just trying to help"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(needless to say, I didn't finish the ice cream cone.  I mean how could I enjoy it after my mom basically called me fat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but I'm not fat, I could lose a few pounds, but technically at 136 I am in the healthy weight for my height.  Its not my fault my mother is a fucking miserable cunt when she puts on weight and can't get it back off</content>
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    <title>Quizzes = Fun when I = Bored</title>
    <published>2008-06-11T15:22:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-11T15:22:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Little Negative...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoutoonegativequiz/negative-2.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be negative from time to time, but you rarely go overboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a realistic view of the world, and most people appreciate your honest insights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like everyone else, you have your darker moods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you're feeling super negative, you keep your feelings to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoutoonegativequiz/"&gt;Are You Too Negative?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Buttered Popcorn Jelly Bean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatflavorjellybeanareyouquiz/popcorn.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a strong, distinct flavor that makes  you quite controversial. Some people love you, others wish you would disappear forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavorjellybeanareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Jelly Bean Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Favorite Color Blue Says About You:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourfavoritecolorsayaboutyouquiz/blue.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotional --- Affected --- Sensitive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaceful --- Tranquil --- Connected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiritual --- Experimental --- Deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourfavoritecolorsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Favorite Color Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Friendly Flirt!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofflirtygirlareyouquiz/friendly-flirt.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are quite the flirt, but you don't flirt with just anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you hardly ever get caught, because your flirting seems so friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a good thing going. Tons of friends, both guys and girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you do decide to flirt, hardly anyone's the wiser. Pretty trick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofflirtygirlareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Flirty Girl Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/linguistic.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are also good at remembering information and convincing someone of your point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Dean?</title>
    <published>2008-05-28T20:39:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-28T20:40:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, my mom wants me to take some courses at Dean, but I have no clue if my parents are paying.  I have no desire wasting my own money taking class I could care less about.  I'm apparently suppose to take a public speaking class because it will "help me be more confident".  Fuck that, all that would do is make me stressed all the way up to the speech, make me nervous while giving the speech then wanting to throw up after the speech.  Why the hell do my parents always think they are right. I know they are trying to help, but seriously, its my fucking life.</content>
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    <title>my  laptop...</title>
    <published>2006-11-12T16:47:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-12T16:47:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">is fucked up w/ spyware and is probally going to die.  I deleted limewire so all the music I downloaded from there is gone.  :(  The anti spyware software on my computer isn't doing its job</content>
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    <title>finally</title>
    <published>2006-11-11T03:03:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-11T03:03:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Manic Street Preachers 4st 7lbs</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Mrs. Varnum and Heather just stopped by with the remainder of my money and the Panic! @ the disco ticket.   Heather wants to move past everything, but the truth is I don't think i can do that.  I have my reasons.  Personal reasons that I haven't even told her in my messages to her &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Heather if you want to know, I'll tell you, its probally going to hurt though, but then maybe you will see.  It won't be pretty but it will be the honest truth.  Like I said people change.  For a while I was changing for the worst.  I'm finally changing for the better.  I hate to say it but I feel that if I want to keep on changing myself for the better and not start, well you know, agian I can't have you as a major part of my future life.  You were a major part of the past...but that was the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I basically said what I was going to send you...but if you need more of an explanation I'll try and go into it more. &lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>pick a title</title>
    <published>2006-11-08T23:48:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-08T23:48:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Richey Edwards Dutch Radio Inteview (1994)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just got home from Tiff's house.  I wrote an entry there but deleted it because I am stupid.  It wasn't THAT important except for the part where certain people need to die a slow horrible death for hurting one of my best friends in the world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*An Aquaintance will lend you a shovel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A Friend will also help you dig the hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A best friend will help you find a remote location to dig the hole/fill the hole back up to hide the bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PANIC! in 10 days with my faves.  ALL drama will be left at the door.  I won't let you ruin my fun</content>
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    <title>to whom this may concern</title>
    <published>2006-11-02T21:53:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-02T21:58:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Manic Street Preachers 4st, 7lbs</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You are so blind you can't even see whats happening around you.  Just thought I'd let you know that.</content>
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    <title>Copy Of Other Blog...because I am lazy</title>
    <published>2006-10-01T14:54:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-01T14:54:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cursive - The Radiator Hums</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay...so tonight will defintally go down as one of the best and memorable nights in a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiff picked me up from my house at about 2:30.   We talked to Shan on the phone for a while because she is in the hospital (all should be fine) because her heart was beating 200 b.p.m.  So, we are driving along and all is well until we get to the last direction "davis square" which we kept on missing, I think it took us 3 tries to get it.  Maybe more...I sorta lost count.  So finally we make it to what we think is the right place at about 4:30.  It wasn't the exact location we wanted but lucky for me and tiff when we were walking back to the car (because we were walking around) we saw The Somerville Theatre.  We got some food at this place that sells food...all kinds like subs and pasta and salads...food.  I got eggplant/chicken parm.  Tiff got a Tuna Wrap.  Then since we had like 3 hours to spare we walked around.  *Side note...it has a strong similarity to charleston with all its little stores*  There was this halloween shop with very awsome costumes that were a bit on the sluty side...or muchly on the slutty side but..."shh"  Then we went to a thrift shop...which reminded us of Dan...and then we thought of Charleston agian and how the two of us are going to take a trip down there together.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,  now for the show...FUCKING BLOODY AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opening acts were really good.  "The End of The World" was the first band. The drummer made funny faces while playing which made me laugh. Not too much too say, they just rocked.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second opening act Detachment Kit definitally put on a good show.  Its assigned seating but by the second or third song everyone was standing up.  The singer actually walked on the seats.  Me and tiff were sitting in the Orchesta section 7 rows back from the stage, and he came really close to us.  It was so cool, he had someone in the front hold his quitar for him and he was in the audience during an entire song.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was cursive.  People were right when they said Cursive puts on  damn good live show.  They played a good variaty of songs.  I don't have the order but among them were "Driftwood", "Art is Hard", "Butcher the Song", "The Martyr", "So, So Gigilo", Big Bang", "Dorothy at Forty", "The Recluse", "Flag and Family","The Great Decay", "Some Red-handed slight of of hand" and "Hymns for the Heathen"  They played more but I cant think of them at the top of my head.   The funniest thing happen as well.  Tim was doing some banter about how at shows where there is no assigned seating kids wont even know whats playing and will start moshing and then be like "oh its a slow song".  Anyways so guy from the balcony yells "Where's your mustach?" so Tim's just like "That's rude...did you bring your mustache?"  So the dude was like "The handler bar mustache" And Tim just went on and was like "you know what I tried to corrordinate mustaches with you, I wrote you a text...maybe you didnt get it"  There was a lot more and it was a lot funnier if you heard it.  Tiff knows...and Heather should too because we concert called her just before that happend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so before I get to the Wonderus Journey home.  Let me list thing that me and Tiff can NEVER look at the same agian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mustaches...duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Coca Cabana song,  We were talking abouy Sweaty Yum and Bandana boy while smoking some cigs in b/t the acts so tiff said Bandana Boy would make a good Cabana Boy because she called hime "Damn Bana Boy" by accident.  So then I imagined him dancing to that song in a Hula Skirt and Coconut Bra..and of course I told Tiff...then we imaginaed more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any skinny object such as steet sign of microphone because Conor could be hiding behind it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay....here's where the real adventure starts.  The show got out at about 11:30.  We accidentally take a wrong turn so we go ask this guy at a Gas station.  We wanted to find I 93 W he sent us E.  We had a feeling we were going the wrong way about 10 mins in but we we couldnt just turn around on the highway so we had to keep driving.  Eventually we came to a sign that said "Sandwich Mashpee exit w/e" so Tiff takes it because we figure we could find a place to ask for directions.   Yeah btw...we ended up in Cape Cod.  So we go in and one of the guys who works there starts telling us how to get back to Franklin, then he tells us to hold on and Bring out the Owner who happend to have Graduated from Dean College...and check this all my Frankin peeps who are reading this...he wasn't Asian.  Non Asian Deanies do exist...of course no one is probally going to believe that...its like saying we saw Big Foot or The Loch Ness Monster.  So anyway he gives us directions but somehow we ended up on  I95E instead of W.  Long story short we got back to franklin at 2:30.  But at least me and Tiff know we can take long trips together.  We were cracking up the whole time because only we could manage to get that lost...multiple times in the same night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I WAS RIGHT. TIM KASHER IS SEXY.</content>
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    <title>For Real This Time</title>
    <published>2006-09-26T02:26:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-26T02:26:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Run Dan Run -Science (demo version)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I decided that perhaps I shall actually start updating this little abandon LJ of mine.  So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to Boston with Heather.  It was a blast.  We took the 12:42 train in and met up with her Brother Jeff at Au Bon Pan (or h/e it is spelt)  I got the Wasabi bagel sandwhich (wasabi, salmon cucumbers...some type of sauce...delicous)  Then we went to the Prodenctial Mall to kill time before the Jay show which was our main reason of going to boston.  We had to take the subway, but he took the wrong one so had to go back and start agian.  Thank god we made the show.  Jay was amazing he sounded better than I've heard him the 3 times I saw JLC.  And Micheal Bellar all I can say is "!" Meghan Coffee (the opening act) was amazing, I really liked her voice.  So after the show we got a ride to the train station by one of the girls who was part of this 10 people or so group we met up with.  They were all really nice.  The only person beside heather I really new was Kerri...but it was all good.  Jump fans are Jump fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night was good and made me unstressed...well actually I was very stresed last night because me and heather kept on messing up directions and getting lost...kinda, so I didnt think we would make it.  And when I thought we were going to miss the last train b/c I couldt stay over in boston (mom would have killed me if I called her at 11:20 saying I wouldnt be home and I was staying in a dorm room with 12 people who I had just met) But during the show I wasn't stressing out over stupid things like I have been doing lately.  Well actually the things aren't really stupid...</content>
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    <title>matt_ward_girl @ 2006-07-19T00:14:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-19T04:17:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-19T04:17:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bright Eyes-Lua</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yeah I know I ever update this anymore.  Maybe I should start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired now, so yeah...this is the best entry you guys are going to get at 12:15 in the morning</content>
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    <title>IMPORTANT</title>
    <published>2006-05-05T14:39:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-05T14:39:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm writing on here b/c I am im school and this isn't blocked.  I wont be on the computer for a couple of months (or untill my dad gets me my laptop, and I get my own ISP).  Basically, a few nights ago I had 2 cigerretes in the bathroom with the window open (like I've done before) Well after i flushed them, one of them happened to have come back up in the morning. And of course my parents saw.  Heres what they did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*No computer (even for school, and I have 3 huge projects)&lt;br /&gt;*My dad decided that instead of making me pay rent for the 5 months I had smoke (I only really started 2 months ago, but I told him that my first one was in Jan) he is taking my car and giving it 2 my mom&lt;br /&gt;*my mom thinks I'm on acid now and smoke pot&lt;br /&gt;*she's not talking to me, I said Hi to her 3 times and she just went about her buisness</content>
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