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  <title>Nikki</title>
  <subtitle>Nikki</subtitle>
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    <name>Nikki</name>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:elenaleerush:5359</id>
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    <title>elenaleerush @ 2006-09-27T17:44:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-28T00:46:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-28T00:46:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was unbelievably disappointed by the Welcome to the Black Parade Video. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the song, reaaaaallly don't like the video. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Danica is much much more creative and witty that I will ever hope to be, here's her thoughts on the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- The float looks like complete shit. So I'm wondering... if Gerard accidently blew it up, then they had to go to the dollar store and get a new one.&lt;br /&gt;- At one point, Bob looks directly at the camera, isn't playing the drums (Even though the music would suggest so...), and almost looks as though he's like, "FUUUCK. WE'RE STILL RECORDING?!" Lmfao.&lt;br /&gt;- FRnak and Ray prolly actually played in slow motion.&lt;br /&gt;- They RARELY showed Mikey. Which is incredibly fucken hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;- Gerard "smashing" the mic stand. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you even smash a mic stand? I think not.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:elenaleerush:4971</id>
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    <title>elenaleerush @ 2006-08-22T11:34:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-22T18:34:36Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Everyone needs to keep voting for the rock sound awards, because if Aiden wins, I'll cry.</content>
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    <title>elenaleerush @ 2006-08-04T08:49:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-04T15:51:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-04T15:51:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm really regretting my decision to not go to street scene at this point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the one show that I don't go to is the one that everyone gets emails about, saying it's going to be "a big day for MCR and the MCRmy." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*headdesk*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:elenaleerush:4396</id>
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    <title>elenaleerush @ 2006-08-03T10:14:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-03T17:14:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-03T17:15:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>yeahyeahyeahs.&amp;hearts;</lj:music>
    <content type="html">All of these theories, all of these communities, all of this endless abyss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is I am going to be &lt;b&gt;REALLY&lt;/b&gt; entertained when it turns out to be the most disappointing thing in the entire world.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:elenaleerush:4300</id>
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    <title>elenaleerush @ 2006-06-29T15:56:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-29T22:56:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-29T22:56:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Images of blonde Gerard will forever haunt my nightmares.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:elenaleerush:4058</id>
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    <title>elenaleerush @ 2006-06-14T12:35:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-14T19:40:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-14T19:40:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Alkaline trio</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Oh wow today was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had senior breakfast this morning, which was catered, and I must say, it was lovely. They say it cost ten thousand dollars. Everyone got a free gift package, and it came with stuff engraved with your name on it. It was pretty hardcore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm actually checked out of my classes. I can't believe that two days from now I will have graduated. I'm in shock. Really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just funny, because when you're getting ready to graduate, people you know but don't really talk to start coming up to you and being really super friendly. Giving you hugs, taking pictures with you, asking you to sign their yearbooks. It feels really fake in a way and is kind of nice in another way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe this is it. I've wanted out of high school for such a long time, but now that it's actually happening....I'm feeling kind of...lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I'm sitting here looking at my cap and gown- in a mere twenty four hours, I will be an official PDHS graduate.</content>
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    <title>The ignorance of the high school faculty</title>
    <published>2006-06-05T22:16:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-05T22:16:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>placebo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am so angry right now. I probably shouldn't be. Don't sweat the small stuff, they say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year the wind symphony goes to play at the middle school. Normally we go during the middle of may, BEFORE the eighth graders have registered for classes so they can add band as an elective if they so desire. Well, it's the seniors last week of school, and WE STILL HAVEN'T GONE. Mr. Lake told me we were going to go on Wednesday, and then changed it and said we were going to go on Thursday. Conviently the same day as senior finals. I told him there was no way I could go, and I doubted any of the other seniors could attend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is senior ditch day, 6/6/06. I have a presentation to give on Alfred Lord Tennyson and his works, so I can't ditch. It's the last week and there would be no concievable way to make it up. Sixth period, Mr. Lake chooses to tell us that we are going to the middle school to play all day tomorrow. Uh, I can't do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He throws a hissy fit because I couldn't go and either could four or five other indiduals. He said, "now we can't go because all of these people are whining about stuff they have to do tomorrow." Excuse me, but FINAL PROJECTS aren't something I can blow off for band. Why would someone even think that was possible??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so aggrivated.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:elenaleerush:3543</id>
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    <title>elenaleerush @ 2006-05-19T20:43:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-20T03:47:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-20T03:47:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sometimes I think that for a girl at the somewhat tender and impressionable age of 18, I am extremely bitter and hatefilled. Seriously, 99.9% of the people I go to school with I can't stand. Being forced to be around them all day is just making me even more bitter, and with each passing day, I swear that my hate just continues to grow exponentially. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation is June 15th, and then I will never have to see any of these ignorant, stupid, appauling people ever again, and rest assured, I am looking forward to that day.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:elenaleerush:3157</id>
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    <title>elenaleerush @ 2006-05-11T16:54:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-11T23:57:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-11T23:57:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the white stripes.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm really nervous. Because hopefully I'm going to see MCR tomorrow. BUT. My dear friend Imelda needs to get my ticket in order for this to happen. I'm pretty sure she'll be able to, because she has friends who go to UCSD, and Anna goes there, also.....{you need to be a UCSD student to get tickets}. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like no one that goes to that school even likes MCR...so...it would be a cool opprotunity to support them. And it's been a LOOOOONGG time since i've seen them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Wish me luck. Hopefully i'll be seeing MCR tomorrow. I promise to take pictures and videos if I actually do get to go.</content>
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    <title>random rant of the day.</title>
    <published>2006-04-25T00:08:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-25T00:08:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nada Surf.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So as retarded as this may sound.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Mr. Frost read my palm last week. &lt;br /&gt;It's funny. I'd never really believed in it until he did it. There are things he said about me that...I'm pretty sure no one else knows. And there is no chance in hell he would have known. So is it a good guess? It's likely I suppose. But everyone else who had him read their palms said the same thing. Coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And he told me how I died in a past life. I should have known that of all the ways a person could POSSIBLY die, I managed to find the most ridiculously obsurd. I was kicked by a horse. WTF.</content>
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    <title>0_0</title>
    <published>2006-03-31T00:44:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-31T00:44:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Apparently the Dresden Dolls are going to be opening for P!ATD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuckery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Panic, but this is a huge mismatch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, and alot of Panic fans don't even know about the dolls, and I want them all for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems really wierd. And hopefully it's untrue. The dolls shouldn't be opening for a band like Panic. It's just not right. It really isn't. I'm slighly in shock.</content>
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    <title>HAPPY LOTMS RELEASE DAY!!!!!! &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts;</title>
    <published>2006-03-22T00:38:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-22T00:38:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't believe the day has FINALLY come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's wierd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you keeping track, during the two hour "tour diary", the word "fuck" was used 71 times. 45 of which was by Gerard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; "You best stay on that side of the street, motherfucker. I will knock you OUT."&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>omnibus/ LOTMS screening</title>
    <published>2006-03-17T00:19:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-17T00:19:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Eisley- I Wasn't Prepared</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So today my omnibus was due. In class; a whopping &lt;b&gt;NINE&lt;/b&gt; people showed up to turn it in (that's of a class of around 38). I mean, I know it was a hard project, but I THINK the teacher MAY be able to unscramble your motives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My omnibus ended up being 41 pages. It's a fucking beast. I'm really proud of it. This is only part one of the assignment. In class we did a 'reflective discussion' over the assignment, and not to sound overly confident, but I felt REALLY smart. lmao. That doesn't happen often. I was really proud of my work; mainly because in class discussion I said I went to a library other than the one located on campus and my teacher almost had a heart attack. She said I was ready for college. I thought I had done a mediocre job on the assignment, hopefully not....anyways. The final project will come close to (if not exceed) one hundred pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS. &lt;br /&gt;This weekend is the LOTMS screening. So I'm not going to be around. So I'll speak to you all on monday. Wish me luck. *is excited and nervous**&lt;br /&gt;love.&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS- If you preordered your copy of LOTMS, expect that it could be coming any day now. It's possible for it to come BEFORE street release date.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>something INTERESTING from omnibus research</title>
    <published>2006-03-15T00:40:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-15T01:04:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm currently in the process of doing an omnibus for my english class. An omnibus is where you do exstensive research on a topic; make a binder out of your sources and your many responses to them, and then write five different papers on that research. This year, we had to choose an archetype from British literature to research. My archetype is "the rebel". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading an article I had printed out on the rebel archetype; and it was comparing Kurt Cobain to this archetype. It went into detail about how he fit the rebel mold, and then said this about Nirvana's music (and music in general).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; "...it could be theorized that repetitive listening to music is ritual; it can accompany an individual for almost every moment of the day. The lyrics are myths of modern proportion, for they reflect what, for a teenager, expresses a universal sentiment of disorentation and rebellion- a seemingly timeless theme. However, teenagers wish to escape from the monotony and the confusion of the homogeneous and profane modern world: "emptied of religious symbolism....work becomes at  once opaque and exhausting; it reveals no meaning, it makes no opening toward the univeral, towards the world of spirit."&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:elenaleerush:1768</id>
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    <title>&amp;hearts; 8 days</title>
    <published>2006-03-14T00:16:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-14T00:16:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Gerard Way after being kicked in the groin by Frank Iero: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What did I do?!?!?" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- if I wasn't already, the last clip officially made me Ray Toro's biggest fangirl ever. &amp;hearts; [Although Bonnie may fight me to the death for that position. ;) rofl.]</content>
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    <title>JESUS H TAPDANCING CHRIST</title>
    <published>2006-03-07T23:26:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-07T23:26:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y45/sleepyhollowgirl/OHMYGOD.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S ME, BITCHES. &lt;br /&gt;This is the first time anything I've written has been published...and I sound like a douchebag. But MAN am I excited! :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:elenaleerush:1207</id>
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    <title>.............</title>
    <published>2006-03-01T03:12:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-01T03:12:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">THREE WEEKS, BABY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mychemicalromance.com/indexA.html"&gt;http://www.mychemicalromance.com/indexA.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I clearly stated to Kelli upon seeing it for the first time: "DLJKFSDCMNDUFJL:JIRMWE: RKFM SDLKCNJKSDFLHDLJFHLSDMKNCKLSDJHFJLRHFJKWEMNFKJDSCNDJKLSNFJLN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"</content>
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    <title>HOLY MOTHER OF ALL THAT'S HOLY.</title>
    <published>2006-02-11T01:23:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-11T01:23:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just found out that Tim Burton AND Danny Elfman are doing a signing at a best buy on tuesday in Hollywood. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go so bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate living in the desert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like living in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO MEET TIM BURTON. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;[/rant]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:elenaleerush:586</id>
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    <title>Life on the Murder Scene</title>
    <published>2006-02-07T01:48:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-07T01:48:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So the 'Life on the Murder Scene' trailor came out today, and it's nothing short of amazing. There are no words for how much I love My Chemical Romance, and this DVD is going to be stunning. As excited as I am to see all of this, I am really scared. The trailor made it quite apparent that it's going to explicitly deal with Gerard's past substance abuse issues, and frankly, I don't know if I am going to be able to take this. It's going to be incredibly hard to watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been really sensitive when it comes to them. Before the show last time, standing in line for the bathroom, I was practically in tears, seeing how much they have grown in the short amount of time I've loved them. And I'm sure Kelli remembers how heartbroken I was that time some girl who went to school with Gerard was making fun of him. ["All I remember about Gerard is he was fat and had no friends"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, this DVD is going to kill me. I'm sure that they will deal with the substance abuse issues in a way that makes you never want to touch alcohol ever. I just wish it didn't involve any of them. Because I can't imagine what Gerard would be like today had he not become sober. He may be dead today. or worse. He may be as much of a laughing stock as Bert McCracken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to say that all the boys haven't overcome. Obviously, Bob had a hard job, coming into the band and replacing a vital part. And it sounds like poor Ray baby has been left a few times. Mikey had to learn the bass as he went along. It sounds like Frank has some issues with his Dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited, but I'm scared. I'm telling you. Seeing drugged up Gerard killed me. But I think they want to tell us something from this. So I'm excited. And March 21st can't come soon enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;N</content>
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    <title>So basically..</title>
    <published>2006-01-16T19:41:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-16T19:41:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have this journal just so I can go on the communities. That and comment on other journals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't think I will write too many blogs. I'm kind of over the entire 'blogging' thing. Finding my old one from middle school was...horrific, to say the least. Some things just shouldn't be documented. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I just wrote this because my journal needed at least one entry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;</content>
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