<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315651</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:59:19.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morgana's Blog-journal</title><subtitle type='html'>ummm hi....im morgana....i'm strange...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Morgana Le Fay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494122117964646309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/morgana_le_fay3/SchoolStuff020.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315651.post-110773967572997005</id><published>2005-02-06T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T17:27:55.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corinna</title><content type='html'>Supposedly Corinna got one of these thingamijigs as well but I cant find her link. I hope she doesn't get mad at me for the previous entry. I was just kinda mad because I almost had a chance with Jeremy but she and her absolute HOTness came along...oh well...I seem to be doing pretty well. I dunno what's going on between me and Richard, he's acting like we're going out but we're not and things have been happening like we're going out but we're not...and it's awkward. He said he might do something nice for me for Valentine's Day but it's a surprise so I'm excited for this year's v-heart-day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOFOgan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315651-110773967572997005?l=morganalefayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110773967572997005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315651&amp;postID=110773967572997005' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110773967572997005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110773967572997005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/2005/02/corinna.html' title='Corinna'/><author><name>Morgana Le Fay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494122117964646309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/morgana_le_fay3/SchoolStuff020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315651.post-110619051079564363</id><published>2005-01-19T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T19:08:30.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah</title><content type='html'>so nobody reads this one so I guess I can write whatever I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mad at Corinna.  Like I'm not but yet I am.  And I'm mad at Jeremy. Yet I'm not, Yet I am.  I really liked him and she knew that and like I don't blame them and I'm so happy for them.  I just wish I was good enough for somebody ONCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin Small.....omg I talked to him again.  At winter ball I said Hey to him and he said hey back.  And again....today.  In the library I was giving back my laptop when I saw him come in and so I entered the little "returny laptop room" and the moment I exited it, he was walking right past it and I seem to do that alot, just randomly almost run into him (Perfect chances to smile and say "hey" seductively without sounding like that....more sounding like suprised/out of breath)  I am a genious.  Then I saw him again in the school store and then again the hall, I followed him down the hall. Like not purposely, he was just walking down the hall and I was too and I was like....checking him out the whole way. He is SO FUCKING HOT! I want him so bad.  He looked so cute at winter ball too...you have no idea.  I want to marry this kid.  he makes me horny. so very horny....want to rape him up against every space inch of wall in the entire school! except val's office...cuz' that's just creepy.  But seriously though, he's just so beautiful. I love him so much! well you know...as much as one can love someone they've had like...one real conversation with and spoken to a couple times by exchanging "hey"s.  OMG so hot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea... ummm what else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant write about some things in here in case somebody does actually flip here occasionally....you never know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm I love Jane because she is the coolest.  She just makes me laugh and makes life funny.  It's a miracle that I can be friends with someone so beautiful/sexy/hot/amazing/funny/attractive and not only want to get in their pants.  I just enjoy being her friend.  I can't say that about some other people because there are some other people that are just SO HOT but straight and I'm their friend hoping to convert them. lol.....not anybody in particular..... I mean, I'm friends with them obviously for other reasons tooo I'm not thattttttttt shallow! I love being just friends with girls!  But there are some other friends I have that are girls that I'd more rather "wouldnt mind"  if they wanted to hook up and make love wildly in the rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was a little random...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well if anybody does read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315651-110619051079564363?l=morganalefayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110619051079564363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315651&amp;postID=110619051079564363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110619051079564363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110619051079564363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/2005/01/yeah.html' title='yeah'/><author><name>Morgana Le Fay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494122117964646309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/morgana_le_fay3/SchoolStuff020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315651.post-110572340830644041</id><published>2005-01-14T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T09:23:28.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCARS! Papa Roach</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I tear my heart open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;and my weakness is&lt;br /&gt;that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;and my scars remind me&lt;br /&gt;that my past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open&lt;br /&gt;just too feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;and I just wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed cuz' you came around&lt;br /&gt;why don't you just go home&lt;br /&gt;cuz' you channelled all your pain&lt;br /&gt;and I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;you're making me insane&lt;br /&gt;all I can say is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open&lt;br /&gt;I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;and my weakness is&lt;br /&gt;that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;and our scars remind us&lt;br /&gt;that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open&lt;br /&gt;just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to help you once&lt;br /&gt;against my own advice&lt;br /&gt;I saw you going down&lt;br /&gt;but you never realized&lt;br /&gt;that you're drowning in the water&lt;br /&gt;so I offered you my hand&lt;br /&gt;compassion's in my nature&lt;br /&gt;tonight is out last stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open&lt;br /&gt;I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;and my weakness is&lt;br /&gt;that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;and our scars remind us&lt;br /&gt;that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open&lt;br /&gt;just too feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;You should've never come around&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home&lt;br /&gt;Cuz' you're drowning in the water&lt;br /&gt;And I tried to grab your hand&lt;br /&gt;I left my heart open&lt;br /&gt;but you didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;you didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;you didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;Go Fix YOURSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;but at least I can say I tried&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life&lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;but at least I can say I tried&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with MY OWN LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open&lt;br /&gt;I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;and my weakness is&lt;br /&gt;that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;and our scars remind us&lt;br /&gt;that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open&lt;br /&gt;just to feel&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open&lt;br /&gt;I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;and my weakness is&lt;br /&gt;that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;and our scars remind us&lt;br /&gt;that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open&lt;br /&gt;just to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315651-110572340830644041?l=morganalefayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110572340830644041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315651&amp;postID=110572340830644041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110572340830644041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110572340830644041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/2005/01/scars-papa-roach.html' title='SCARS! Papa Roach'/><author><name>Morgana Le Fay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494122117964646309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/morgana_le_fay3/SchoolStuff020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315651.post-110563576510139650</id><published>2005-01-13T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T09:02:45.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate blogspot sometimes</title><content type='html'>this one is so much more difficult that livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Day - American Idiot Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be an American idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Don't want a nation under the new mania.&lt;br /&gt;And can you hear the sound of hysteria?&lt;br /&gt;The subliminal mindfuck America.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to a new kind of tension.&lt;br /&gt;All across the idiot nation.&lt;br /&gt;Everything isn't meant to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;Television dreams of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;We're not the ones who're meant to follow.&lt;br /&gt;For that's enough to argue.&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe I'm the faggot America.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.&lt;br /&gt;Now everybody do the propaganda.&lt;br /&gt;And sing along in the age of paranoia.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to a new kind of tension.&lt;br /&gt;All across the idiot nation.&lt;br /&gt;Everything isn't meant to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;Television dreams of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;We're not the ones who're meant to follow.&lt;br /&gt;For that's enough to argue.&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be an American idiot.&lt;br /&gt;One nation controlled by the media.&lt;br /&gt;Information age of hysteria.&lt;br /&gt;It's going out to idiot America.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to a new kind of tension.&lt;br /&gt;All across the alien nation.&lt;br /&gt;Everything isn't meant to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;Television dreams of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;We're not the ones who're meant to follow.&lt;br /&gt;For that's enough to argue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315651-110563576510139650?l=morganalefayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110563576510139650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315651&amp;postID=110563576510139650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110563576510139650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110563576510139650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-hate-blogspot-sometimes.html' title='i hate blogspot sometimes'/><author><name>Morgana Le Fay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494122117964646309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/morgana_le_fay3/SchoolStuff020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315651.post-110558311523800929</id><published>2005-01-12T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T18:25:15.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i never post here any more do i?</title><content type='html'>umm:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open&lt;br /&gt;I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is&lt;br /&gt;that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;and my scars remind me&lt;br /&gt;that my past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open&lt;br /&gt;just to feel&lt;br /&gt;--Papa Roach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk a lonely road&lt;br /&gt;the only one that I have ever known&lt;br /&gt;dont know where it goes&lt;br /&gt;but it's only me and I walk along&lt;br /&gt;I walk this empty street&lt;br /&gt;on the Boulevard of Broken Dreams&lt;br /&gt;where the city sleeps&lt;br /&gt;and I'm the only one and I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone, I walk along&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone, I walk a....&lt;br /&gt;My shadow's the only one who walks beside me&lt;br /&gt;My shallow heart's the only thing that's needed&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me&lt;br /&gt;'Til then, I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;--Green Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/morgana_le_fay3/"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/users/morgana_le_fay3/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315651-110558311523800929?l=morganalefayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110558311523800929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315651&amp;postID=110558311523800929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110558311523800929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110558311523800929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-never-post-here-any-more-do-i.html' title='i never post here any more do i?'/><author><name>Morgana Le Fay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494122117964646309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/morgana_le_fay3/SchoolStuff020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315651.post-110159047650715639</id><published>2004-11-27T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T13:21:16.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can anybody hear me? here waiting....&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody see me for who I am?&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody love me, despite myself...&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody already care...and afraid to tell me&lt;br /&gt;And afraid to tell me...&lt;br /&gt;because of who I am: myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315651-110159047650715639?l=morganalefayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110159047650715639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315651&amp;postID=110159047650715639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110159047650715639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110159047650715639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/2004/11/can-anybody-hear-me-here-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>Morgana Le Fay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494122117964646309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/morgana_le_fay3/SchoolStuff020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315651.post-110151200091283015</id><published>2004-11-26T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T15:33:20.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well I'm not made of steel...but your secret's safe with me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love Our Lady Peace, I actually like a LOT of bands....but particularly Our Lady Peace, but that's doesn't even come close to beating my all-time favorite band which is Evanescence.  Time for a good Evanescence quote:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Show me the shadow where true meaning lies, so much more is made in empty eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And now a good Our Lady Peace quote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well he wishes that he could escape this, but it all seems so contagious, not to be yourself and faceless, in a song that has no soul.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If you're an OLP fan and realize I quoted them incorrectly, I'm sorry. I'm just too lazy to go back and play the song over when I'm enjoying "Not Enough" right now.  SO PUH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE TO ALL!&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315651-110151200091283015?l=morganalefayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110151200091283015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315651&amp;postID=110151200091283015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110151200091283015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110151200091283015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/2004/11/well-im-not-made-of-steelbut-your.html' title='Well I&apos;m not made of steel...but your secret&apos;s safe with me...'/><author><name>Morgana Le Fay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494122117964646309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/morgana_le_fay3/SchoolStuff020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315651.post-110149217754517419</id><published>2004-11-26T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T10:02:57.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>livejournal is being stupid</title><content type='html'>livejournal is being really stupid and not letting me login...stupid computers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315651-110149217754517419?l=morganalefayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110149217754517419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315651&amp;postID=110149217754517419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110149217754517419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110149217754517419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/2004/11/livejournal-is-being-stupid.html' title='livejournal is being stupid'/><author><name>Morgana Le Fay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494122117964646309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/morgana_le_fay3/SchoolStuff020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315651.post-110141394635423231</id><published>2004-11-25T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T12:19:06.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, it's Tofurkey Day!</title><content type='html'>And the rents hate me too much to get me anything special for me to eat, so instead.  They FLUNG TURKEY AT ME! REAL TURKEY! stupid non-vegetarians... oh well...time for more lyrcs...but it's some weird poetry this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;random inspiration of the soul&lt;br /&gt;something, I fear you’ll never show&lt;br /&gt;the end of my heart breathes a song&lt;br /&gt;the dreamless singing goes on and on&lt;br /&gt;my hand outstretched shakes and aches&lt;br /&gt;the song echoes sadness in its wake&lt;br /&gt;the dream I had ends in pain&lt;br /&gt;I hope to never dream it again&lt;br /&gt;will you please stay with me&lt;br /&gt;and ill forever love thee&lt;br /&gt;you are worthy, I realize it&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could show you my regret&lt;br /&gt;just please forgive my honest hate&lt;br /&gt;I give you love in a handshake&lt;br /&gt;arms reach out, what? a hug&lt;br /&gt;I understand now….there is love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgana is depressed sometimes...but yeah good poem. LOVE TO ALL AND PEACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315651-110141394635423231?l=morganalefayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110141394635423231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315651&amp;postID=110141394635423231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110141394635423231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110141394635423231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/2004/11/well-its-tofurkey-day.html' title='Well, it&apos;s Tofurkey Day!'/><author><name>Morgana Le Fay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494122117964646309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/morgana_le_fay3/SchoolStuff020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315651.post-110135566363263441</id><published>2004-11-24T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T20:07:43.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalalalal</title><content type='html'>i randomly felt like posting again... so LALALALALALA lol i think I'll write random lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My black backpacks stuffed with broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;20 bucks should get me through the week...&lt;br /&gt;never said a word of discontentment&lt;br /&gt;fought it a thousand times but now, i'm leaving home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in the shadows, i am safe, i am free&lt;br /&gt;ive nowhere else to go but I cannot stay where I dont belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 months pass by and it's getting cold&lt;br /&gt;i know im not lost i am just alone&lt;br /&gt;but i wont cry, i wont give up&lt;br /&gt;i cant go back now&lt;br /&gt;waking up is knowing who you really are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in the shadows, i am safe, i am free&lt;br /&gt;ive nowhere else to go but i cannot stay where i dont belong&lt;br /&gt;Here in the shadows, i am safe, i am free&lt;br /&gt;ive nowhere else to go but i cannot stay here, oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show me the shadow where true meaning lies&lt;br /&gt;so much more is made in empty eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Exodus"-Evanescence (the best band alive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all and Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315651-110135566363263441?l=morganalefayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110135566363263441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315651&amp;postID=110135566363263441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110135566363263441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110135566363263441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/2004/11/lalalalalal.html' title='lalalalalal'/><author><name>Morgana Le Fay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494122117964646309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/morgana_le_fay3/SchoolStuff020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315651.post-110135383723393044</id><published>2004-11-24T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T19:37:17.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOG!</title><content type='html'>Blog..... lol im a bloggin.....this is about the same as livejournal and i prolly wont use this as much...I might just post the same things in both... lol. LOVE TO ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315651-110135383723393044?l=morganalefayblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110135383723393044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315651&amp;postID=110135383723393044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110135383723393044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315651/posts/default/110135383723393044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://morganalefayblog.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog.html' title='BLOG!'/><author><name>Morgana Le Fay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494122117964646309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v605/morgana_le_fay3/SchoolStuff020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
