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  <title>Some Of The Things I Do Are Sad In Your Eyes, But Im Happy</title>
  <subtitle>(Male Student Number 13)</subtitle>
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    <name>Robert Serjent</name>
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  <updated>2007-06-02T12:44:39Z</updated>
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    <title>thepeople @ 2007-06-02T13:42:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-02T12:44:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-02T12:44:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just moved into the new house, all is going great. Its so big.. ahh and bein able to sit off without any security lurking round, an no parents gonna suddenly appear... relax</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:thepeople:76034</id>
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    <title>thepeople @ 2007-05-07T19:25:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-07T18:44:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-07T18:44:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent posted in a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly finished the year, and almost immediatly will be movin into a house. (1st of june). So if anyone wants a place to crash and hang out for however long ill be happy to c u... as long as u pay for ur own food lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been spending most of my time downloadin stuff... then watchin stuff... and whilst it is downloadin, goin out and relaxing in the hot weather, drinkin, smoking and somehow maintaining a string of A's on my grades... which is supprising really but im not gonna complain. Uni life is really good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could rant on about how the staff here are shit though (bar the psychology department) but all i really need to say is the top to heads of the uni are. 1 - A Bishop 2 - an ex-cop..... so you can work out that kinda enviroment if u want lol. There was alot more but ill spare you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway hope your all don good,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob</content>
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    <title>thepeople @ 2007-01-28T20:55:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-28T20:56:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-28T20:56:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sonic Boom Six - Bigger Than Punk Rock</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://guru.theotaku.com/view.php?action=retrieve&amp;amp;id=128"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://guru.theotaku.com/results/128_Tachibana.jpg" alt="Quiz Result Provided By: theOtaku.com." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guru.theotaku.com/view.php?action=retrieve&amp;amp;id=128"&gt;What Scryed Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosted by theOtaku.com: &lt;a href="http://www.theotaku.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Done right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>thepeople @ 2006-12-10T16:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-10T15:51:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-10T15:51:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well last coupla says have been amazin, (up until the last hour or so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out on friday night to see skindred as a bday present to lucy, and they were fuckin amazin... saw them in the Calafornia hotel, which seemed well to small for a band that big, litterally just one bar room 100 people max, tho i didnt mind as i got to see them up close. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey when you come to a skindred gig, youve gotta rock out and get involved. Hey dont worry im not talkin about you guys at the front.. im talkin about u guys at the back... so if u see someone next to you who aint dancin, then knock them the fuck over... and if they are dont like it, then knock them the fuck out.... oh and rememeber.. i didnt tell you to do that"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked back to mine to crash. Got up, and after procrastinating and playin the keyboard we went round to charlies/jakes to see jake. Chilled in the loft listenin to him mixin whilst gettin far to stoned, an generally havin a laugh. Got back to mine after to have dinner which i found out had been cooked for just me and lucy as my dad an ann were goin out for a meal later.. so that was fun + saved me from havin to act sober infront of them lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a lift back, and lay relaxin whilst lucy got ready for the kray. Went to union to meet some people and after drinkin me, lucy, cat and matt headed out. Danced etc + usual kray stuff, met a guy called craig who could do robot style dancin well good. Many drinks later returned to the hope and crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched findin Nemo this mornin.. somethin not too stressful so my head could recover.. them some west stuff happened, but cant really talk about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways, laters</content>
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    <title>Update</title>
    <published>2006-11-17T02:30:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-17T02:32:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>'Muse - Showbiz'</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Saw Muse (at last) on the 11th... was class... just wish id been standing and with someone other than just myself lol. Sang along, ignoring the boring people around me, which reminds me, couldnt beleive when 'Showbiz' came on and most of the people didnt seem to have even heard of it + practically noone who was standing were even moving when it was on, such a joke.. not that i dont mind people likeing muse and buying tickets, but if they do id prefere if theyd listen to more than just there latest album, especially if theyre gettin standing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had run out of money completely due to my great budgeting skills, until my cousin Mark saved me... *thumbs up* so yea, more careful from now on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hairs back to normal, still abit grey tho. Havent seen much of my uni friends recently cept lucy (doin the same course) as weve been working on the huge pile of essays nstuff they decided to give us all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night</content>
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    <title>thepeople @ 2006-11-08T13:49:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-08T12:49:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-08T12:51:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Cat Empire - The Crowd</lj:music>
    <content type="html">.... My hair is green...</content>
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    <title>Update</title>
    <published>2006-11-06T18:16:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-06T18:20:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">3 Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year, 4 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years, 3 months</content>
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    <title>thepeople @ 2006-10-20T14:45:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-20T13:45:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-20T13:48:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-16047" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:bold; color:black; font-size:12px; cursor:default;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="width:155px; height:15px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid rgb(150,0,0);"&gt;&lt;div style="white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;"&gt;Neuroticism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;x=184940xE7E482#s1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; color:black;"&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:rgb(255,0,0); border-bottom:1px solid rgb(150,0,0); border-right:1px solid rgb(150,0,0); border-top:1px solid rgb(255,100,100); width:12%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432);"&gt;&lt;div style="float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;"&gt;12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid rgb(0,0,150);"&gt;&lt;div style="white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;"&gt;Extraversion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;x=184940xE7E482#s2" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; color:black;"&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:rgb(0,0,255); border-bottom:1px solid rgb(0,0,150); border-right:1px solid rgb(0,0,150); border-top:1px solid rgb(100,100,255); width:77%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432);"&gt;&lt;div style="float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;"&gt;77&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid rgb(0,90,0);"&gt;&lt;div style="white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;"&gt;Openness To Experience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;x=184940xE7E482#s3" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; color:black;"&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:rgb(0,128,0); border-bottom:1px solid rgb(0,90,0); border-right:1px solid rgb(0,90,0); border-top:1px solid rgb(85,159,85); width:94%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432);"&gt;&lt;div style="float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;"&gt;94&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid rgb(144,115,0);"&gt;&lt;div style="white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;"&gt;Agreeableness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;x=184940xE7E482#s4" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; color:black;"&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:rgb(251,212,0); border-bottom:1px solid rgb(144,115,0); border-right:1px solid rgb(144,115,0); border-top:1px solid rgb(255,241,170); width:99%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432);"&gt;&lt;div style="float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;"&gt;99&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid rgb(80,0,80);"&gt;&lt;div style="white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;"&gt;Conscientiousness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;x=184940xE7E482#s5" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; color:black;"&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:rgb(128,0,128); border-bottom:1px solid rgb(80,0,80); border-right:1px solid rgb(80,0,80); border-top:1px solid rgb(149,99,151); width:43%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432);"&gt;&lt;div style="float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;"&gt;43&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px; height:15px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px; height:15px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13659&amp;amp;sh=y&amp;amp;ms=y" target="_blank" style="margin-left:5px; margin-right:5px;"&gt;Test Yourself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt; &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13659&amp;amp;sh=y&amp;amp;ms=y&amp;amp;ur=184940xE7E482" target="_blank" style="margin-left:5px; margin-right:5px;"&gt;Compare Yourself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt; &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;x=184940xE7E482" target="_blank" style="margin-left:5px; margin-right:5px;"&gt;View Full Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-117150" target="_blank"&gt;Find your soulmate / pysch twin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-21613" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; font-size:9px;"&gt;MySpace Layouts&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.credit-card-comparo.com" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; font-size:9px;"&gt;credit card consolidation&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-21613" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; font-size:9px;"&gt;MySpace Layouts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; font-size:9px;"&gt; by Pulseware &lt;a href="http://www.myplaza.com.au/survey_software.html" style="text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; font-size:9px;"&gt;Survey Software&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Expected my Extraversion has increased in the last year or so... + since ive come to uni</content>
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    <title>thepeople @ 2006-10-19T22:54:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-19T01:46:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-19T21:54:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Urg... Alcahol man</content>
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    <title>thepeople @ 2006-10-16T09:55:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-16T09:03:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-16T09:03:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Airports that are at higher altitudes require a longer airstrip due to lower air density"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought id update since the seminar i was suposed to go to was either canceled or everyone in it was invisible... which raises the question why am i always the only person who doesnt know about these cancelations... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insomnia's been kickin in big time since i got to uni, havent been to sleep yet... *shrugs* but im not tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a drum &amp; bass set on saterday in the Chibuku and now all i can hear is a ringing noise but its got better lol. Was pretty amazing, but i dont think ive ever been so hot in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasta-Tuna-Mayonaise... is the best thing i can cook.... so if u ever want any...</content>
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    <title>Grim Times At Rob High</title>
    <published>2006-10-09T17:31:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-09T17:31:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Its been a long time, whoever is still out there listening,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well uni has started, and karma has been gettin me back in a big way for such an unlikely acceptance into it. Apart from the social side which has been ace, everythin with computers that could have gone wrong, did.... needless to say i went through the registration process manually, having to go to the head of each department to get anything sorted, whilst constantly being blamed as though there admin errors were my fault.. ironic that this is probably the first time ive been really organised in my life and theyve messed everything up. Anyway its done now, and after missing a week and a say of lectures i can finally start turning up... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the good side, ive met loadsa sound people, aswell as some total pricks, but its enevitable. I originally was quite worried when i moved in on the first day, cause most of the people on my floor were sports students. Who all talk about cars, football and women 24/7. But the next day everyone else moved in lol. Classic name list of people noones gonna kno - Tom, Kate, Kieran, Jo, Tom, Nick, Sam, Lee, Marty, (irish)Kieran, (guy from shefield), Ollie.... urm... + others.... im bad with names...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there other stuff i wanna say but ill save it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laters</content>
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    <title>thepeople @ 2006-07-27T12:54:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-27T11:57:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-27T11:57:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hmm been thinkin... i wanna enact the last scene of Fight Club with someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways, Work has finished (about a week ago) and my summer has started... been to a rave last friday which was amazin... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money isnt lookin to good... but well.. what can i do lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well update more thoroughly later, im goin to lie out in the tent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biyyyy</content>
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    <title>Someone else must like this film as much as me...</title>
    <published>2006-06-27T18:23:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-28T18:13:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>FF7 - Sephiroth End Battle</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The lifestream... thats what we call the river of life that circles our planet, giving life to the world and everything in it. The Shinra eletric power company descovered a way to use the lifestream as an energy source,  because of Shinras energy we were able to live very confortable lives, but wasn't that because we were taking away from the planets life? Alot of people thought so. Shinra used there power to try and stop anybody who got in there way. Shinra had a special group of warriors called Soldier, and all of the soldiers had genova cells put inside them. Genova was a calamity that fell from the sky a long, long time ago, and tried to destroy the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there was one soldier named Sephiroth who was better than the rest, but when he found out about the terrible experiments that made him, he began to hate Shinra, and then, over time, he began to hate everything. Shinra and the people against them, Sephiroth, who hated the planet so much he wanted to make it go away, and the people who tried to stop him. There were alot of battles... for every battle there was more sadness. Someone i love went back to the lifestream too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it came, the chosen day, in the end the planet itself had to make the battles stop for good. The panet used the lifestream as a weapon, and when it burst out of the earth all the fighting, all the greed and sadness, everything was washed away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadness was the price to see it end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been 2 years since they told me that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it looks like...&lt;br /&gt;The planet is alot madder than we thought....</content>
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    <title>thepeople @ 2006-05-24T23:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-24T22:12:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-24T22:12:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sway - Flo Fashion</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Anyone interested in goin to amsterdam over the summer...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite cigaretts about 4 weeks ago, and i feel so much better + played badmington for the first time in ages today, was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait till July 22, where i can fully relax for summer... think i may also ask someone out... hmm tho itd only last 2 months either way so... hmmmmm.</content>
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    <title>Well....</title>
    <published>2006-05-21T14:26:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-21T14:33:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Out From Animals - Registration</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Finally got a job... if anyone wants to see how stupid I look in my blue shirt and cap with, "Need anything... just ask me!" written on the back, come to Asda between 8am and 5pm on any day except wednesday and Sunday, and scout me out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This does of course mean ill make about £2,000 tho... which considerin uni’s in a few months cant hurt.... But unfortunately it also means, that this is pretty much the end of my life for the next 4to8 weeks… well…except for Saturday and Tuesday nights..... But after this time I will of course, quit… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now.., see u all when u get back, an good luck with your exams *thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr.Rob</content>
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    <title>thepeople @ 2006-05-14T14:16:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-14T13:21:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-14T13:24:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Multiple personalities.... are quite wierd, people who have this condition, usually find that there other personalities can be a different sex, age, some of them could play piano whilst the original person couldnt... even eye sight has been known to change....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual reason this happens though is because the person has been confronted with a situation he/she isnt capable of handling. So your brain creates someone who can... thus usually the new person is the polar opposite to you... if your unconfident, they'll be confident,... if you cant handle arguments very well, they will etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight club shows that off pretty well, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But heres the question, what do you think your multiple personality would be like?...</content>
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    <title>thepeople @ 2006-05-10T01:04:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-10T00:11:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-10T00:16:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Josh Radin - Winter</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Why do people watch sad things on tv, i mean people usually want to feel happy so why do we feel happy feelin sadness at other peoples pain on Tv, its odd. Or is it relating to other peoples pain, and knowin that ur human, and so are they, and that other people can understand you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe compassion and tegetherness is a form of happieness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of "Scrubs 314 - My screw up" just got me thinkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else think and feel what i do, or is it just me... thats the question everyone asks at one time or another..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But in the end the most important thing to accept, is that no matter how alone you may feel, how painful it may be, with the help of those around you, you'll get through this too"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry im stoned so been sent abit west&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters</content>
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    <title>thepeople @ 2006-04-20T02:17:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-20T01:18:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-20T01:18:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Saw the X-Men 3 trailer today.... looks totally class</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:thepeople:71554</id>
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    <title>Fair Do's.... but im not an eunuch lol</title>
    <published>2006-04-19T12:58:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-19T13:01:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Philip Glass - Raising The Sail</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F88B8B" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 50% Boyish and 50% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A7CEFF"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bingo</content>
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    <title>thepeople @ 2006-04-08T17:19:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-08T16:39:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-09T14:46:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>NIN - Right where it belongs</lj:music>
    <content type="html">4.5 months&lt;br /&gt;8 Months&lt;br /&gt;1yr 9 months</content>
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    <title>thepeople @ 2006-04-06T19:40:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-06T18:42:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-06T18:42:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just heard that if u have to put ur cat down, they usually perfere to cremate them so that it cant be dug up and eaten... i.e kill other animals cause of the lethal injection etc etc.... but if u want the ashes u have to pay for them... like £91... now since there gonna do it anyway doesnt that strike u as slightly sick...?</content>
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    <title>thepeople @ 2006-03-22T03:07:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-22T03:08:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-22T03:10:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Yoko Kanno - Piano Solo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Lifes.... so fuckin cool...... isnt it?</content>
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    <title>thepeople @ 2006-03-20T22:10:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-20T22:12:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-21T02:41:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">37 hours and 20 mins ish... actually alot more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22:10 start</content>
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    <title>thepeople @ 2006-03-19T09:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-19T09:20:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-20T22:07:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Friday. i went to a mates party and got home at 4 when i needed to be up at 8 to go to hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat. Went to hope with a hangover with ash and my mum for the applicant day... and had to listen for an hour whilst the guy went on about student loans, only to find out that cause id defered none of it applied.....&lt;br /&gt;Everythin else was cool tho... Got back from hope and crashed out until 9 when me an ash were invited to go to Debbie's bday party, which was in the Kray (all nighter) and after usual Kray stuff, we left at 5am. Saw Pip on the way to the station, then had to wait till 7:30 for the station to open fully.... got to talkin with these other people, one of them bein a martial artist who knew propper sick stuff, and u just couldnt touch the guy without him puttin u in the position of him bein able to snap ur arm or leg, trip u over, or just geenrally make a fool of u.... he was so damn fast.... it was amazin...&lt;br /&gt;Also saw david white from south wirral, and we all got talkin to this random guy who was waitin aswell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we finaly got into the station we decided to crash at the bottom, where we all decided running up the opposite escilators wud be fun, and i ended up doin it 4 times..... i blame ash myself... lol. Nearly had a heart attack. We.. and by we tried to get some people we didnt kno to do it aswell cept they kept runnin off. Eventually at about 8 we got told the train werent running from liverpool.... Fantastic!! Wandered off to the bus stop, makin dave the skapegoat if all went wrong. The bus then only went to new brighton, sooooo, got off at hamilton square, realised the trains wernt running from there either, but they 'were' from birkenhead central......so walked to central. Stoped to let anyone whod fallen behind to catch up (theyd brought chocolate) on a round about. Neways after after 3 and a half hours of tryin to get home we finaly got the train... only just got in now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im very tired, and i can feel this new hangover taking over from the one from the pervious night.... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh well its all good.... tho i didnt think id get stuck in liverpool again... not after last time lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nighto</content>
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    <title>Story Update</title>
    <published>2006-03-15T18:48:11Z</published>
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    <content type="html">(some more story -End of CH1-)&lt;br /&gt;        The door burst open downstairs and I almost fell over in shock. My head raced and my hands moved to my belt. No bat. Shit, id left it back with the girl. Slowly I placed the bag on the floor and grabbed two knives from my shelf. I could hear voices but I couldn’t make them out clearly. Leaning my back against the wall I heard one of them enter the kitchen and the other climbing the stairs. Shit. &lt;br /&gt;	A few more steps and he’ll be at the top… … screamin I spun round the corner shoved both of my knives into his chest, my eyes closed. As I opened them I saw myself looking into a woman’s face her eyes wide. I looked on in horror as she fell back down the stairs my knives still in her. It was almost in slow motion, her roughly cut short hair falling in front of her face, her body curling as she hit the stairs turning over, her neck snapping as she hit the tiled floor.&lt;br /&gt;	Hearing movement in the kitchen I saw a man run over to the body. He was middle aged and balding, and like everyone else he looked like he hadn’t eaten in a while. Looking at the body then me, he cried out in anger and drew a gun from his belt. I froze, my mouth felt dry, and all I could do was stare at the barrel. Nothing else existed. After a deafening bang, the wall behind me exploded and I snapped out of it, my body diving automatically into my room. Struggling to my feet I looked around frantically for a weapon, but all too soon Baldy had reached the top of the stairs. Charging before he could aim properly I pushed the gun above his head just before another shot was fired. The position of the gun when it went off caused him to drop it, as wood and ceiling rained down on us. Grabbing me before I could get my balance back he threw me against the wall. But adrenaline was already racing through my body, and I couldn’t even feel the pain; there’d be time for that later. Turning I could see Baldy advancing on me again to try and give my head a visit to the wall this time, but I just managed to duck through his hand, and seeing my chance I dove for the gun on the floor. Just as I got it Baldie landed beside me, crushing my stomach into the doorframe. I tried my best to breath as he reached for the weapon, but he was too low to get a decent grip. Pushing with all my strength against the wall I was able to twist myself round so that I was facing him. He was still trying to grab the gun, not focused on anything else, so gripping it tightly I took a desperate swing at his head. When it hit I heard a horrible crunching noise as the metal connected with his nose. Blood and mucus sprayed out onto my face and clothes as he moaned in agony, and pushing with my legs I kicked him away. He clawed blindly at my legs his eyes watering, trying to somehow pull me back towards him. Without pausing I aimed the gun at his head and fired, almost breaking my wrist as the force of recoil snapped it back in my hands. This time it didn’t sound as loud - almost pathetic – as the bullet slammed into his head with a dull thud, blowing bits of brain and skull out the back and across the wall.</content>
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