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  <title>The Song That Never Ends</title>
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  <updated>2007-08-02T04:57:04Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:28910</id>
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    <title>Life after tour and a tale of two girls.</title>
    <published>2007-08-02T04:54:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-02T04:57:04Z</updated>
    <category term="the bomb has been planted"/>
    <lj:music>I hope Pauline and Janet Don't Read This Entry by Someone Stupid</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's been pretty stressful as I count down days, hours, minutes, and pages of AP English summer reading as Saturday morning approaches. For when that time comes, I'll be off in the mid or rear section of a minivan heading down to Los Angeles, CA. 24 has taught me to get away from that place. But seeing as a family reunion is there, I shall go. Eastern Europe tour was definitely the highlight of my summer. I shall miss them all terribly. But news of my return is spreading like wildfire. I shall cash in on their surprise and joy when I attend first rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(End of Part 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2: A Tale of Two Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauline Nguyen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you may not mention my name a lot except for tidbits in your signature, I'll talk about you because you surprise me in many ways. When we're hangin out. You seem chill and it always tends to work out. Buying starbucks and flashin ur money. mmhm. You're a leader at heart but a follower of obedience and kindness to your friends and family. Pauline hella G Nguyen will just have to take a backseat to your more common gentler nature. Please pass your driving tests kiddo, I need bragging rights for "free Friday rides home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000wdd9/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000wdd9" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet A. Nguyen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's get down to business..oh wait, you don't have a job! HAR! Just kidding mah mah monster, but you do owe me the following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a plate of your finest sushi.&lt;br /&gt;- money or some sort of payback for all the food I brought you&lt;br /&gt;- access to the Janet club and your almighty pillow fortress that you call... _____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun writing your resignation letter to AMC though ur mom had to make it all sappy....bleh! You had ur ups and downs this summer and so have I. But we're chill and we got each other's backs right side up didn't we? Hopefully it won't end after this summer. Thank you very much. I wanted everyone to know how cool you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa123/nguyen_janet/Fansigns%20To/fs.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're good friends...the best of friends. They're presence together gives off a strange colorful aura of senseless laughter and joy that brings clarity to my sight and thought. They get high off each other...seriously. Thank you guys. Only two words left to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://blog.canoe.ca/mediam/borat2_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY NICE!!!!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:28564</id>
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    <title>Francis Back from Europe!</title>
    <published>2007-07-09T18:23:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-09T18:23:18Z</updated>
    <category term="sjys eastern euro tour 2007"/>
    <lj:music>Deathbed - Relient K</lj:music>
    <content type="html">First off, Europe Tour was FUN FUN FUN! The San Jose Youth Symphony has the coolest kids ever yo! Two weeks was a long run but definitely fun and tiring at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000ggag/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000ggag/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day I: Travel and Jet Lag as we go from San Francisco to Paris and Paris to Budapest, Hungary. The adventure was exhausting lugging all are stuff around as well as constantly changing currency as we get to the airports hungry for food.The first restaurant was alright but it sucks how we only get a certain amount of water for free. Europeans really get you on the water, and they have this icky thing called GAS WATER which really is WTF gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000h3rp/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000h3rp/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dinner Cruise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000s92s/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000s92s/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day II to IV (Budapest, Hungary) - Hungarians are really interesting people. Really friendly but also really aggressive at times. I suggest you keep your eyes out for when you talk about money with them. The concert was here was great, loads of fun, the applause and reception was well received. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000kx28/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000kx28/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day V to VI (Vienna, Austria) - I wish we were here longer, it really is a great city. The buildings and architecture is beautiful, but it is strangely quiet for such a large European city. Good concert here too, though it was pretty much at a senior citizens' community hall. Strange venue for a youth orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000p5x0/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000p5x0/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day VII to IX (Prague, Czech Republic) - Absolutely amazing city once again, really beautiful place. The public transportation is hella good here. Lots of memories. Though the fun really comes later. I squeaked at this concert, not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day X to XI (Wroclaw, Poland) - WTF is this city? The old town was nice but it is still generally in large development following the destruction of the last world war. We saw a hotel where Hitler was on the balcony yelling at Germans and Poles to eliminate and submit to his will. Really befuddling. Bad concert here, for me that is, i totally messed up on the first few notes and had to improvise, notes flowed smoothly. Yikes, Bernstein, I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000taq0/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000taq0/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day XII to XIV (Warsaw, Poland) - 4th of July at the U.S. Ambassador's House! FUN FUN FUN SHIZZ! Everything was free...but WHY DID WE HAVE TO EAT BEFORE GOING, so much prime rib and stuff. The party was omg omg omg, random dancing and sips of champagne here and there. The concert night was the best, I had the greatest night of my life. Until, I left my heart on the floor of a hotel room in Warsaw, Poland. I miss her, terribly, I don't know if I can carry on knowing it had to end like that. She's the greatest thing that has happened to me since I was with SJYS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000r23d/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000r23d/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye dear friends, fellow musicians, colleagues, and entertainers. We are the San Jose Youth Symphony of 2006-2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one's for you Yair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000qsxx/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000qsxx/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to Joe's mom Brenda Morris for putting this all together. &lt;br /&gt;Rest of the summer to come, here goes.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:28246</id>
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    <title>a minor chord</title>
    <published>2007-06-08T07:14:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-08T07:14:56Z</updated>
    <category term="axminorxchord vs. aznshadowkillrfs"/>
    <lj:music>Bittersweet Symphony - The Verve</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Just when I thought, maybe she just never has time to talk on AIM or doesn't have time for a quick chat. She chooses a complete stranger over me. But the funny thing is, I was that complete stranger. So the truth is out. She prefers the saddening song of a minor chord than the guy who wants to make ammends with her, for screwing up so badly with words knowing things could have been different. I know she basically rejected me. God I was so stupid. I sat there on that one Friday with you looking you right in the eye and being honest about how I felt, I poured my heart out. I thought maybe you took it into consideration but instead you just filtered it through and forgot the whole incident. Just wave hi to him to make me feel better about myself? Is that what you're thinking. I hope it isn't. I can't be angry with you cause my feelings about you have been dead set. I'm a better person than that and I know you are one to deserve someone better than me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's my slip of the tongue and no, I don't have school anymore. The guitar you tuned to hearing plays the aXminorXchord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- peace, love, and one&lt;br /&gt;  Francis Salamanca</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:28139</id>
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    <title>A Battle of Mind, Body, Spirit, Heart, Tribes, and Pride</title>
    <published>2007-05-26T17:02:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-26T17:02:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This Friday was a day of which the magnitude was unlike anything a Richter Scale could measure. It was nerveracking, annoying, epic, and unbelievably gorgeous at times. I wonder how in the hell I made it through the whole day?&lt;br /&gt;I'm too tired to type in real time so I'll just go by point and click referencing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The morning at the Salamanca's&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up around 8, messed around on my computer, watched TV, and ate breakfast. I got ready and packed up my bag for a day of fun. Fred arrived at my house around like 10 ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The waste of gas and words from the mouth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred and I wanted to kill some time so we drove to Valley Fair to return a hat. Unfortunately, getting there, we knew the store was called Hat World instead of Hat Club, how depressing it was. The walk back was full of cussing and shoulda coulda woulda (s). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Picking Up Michael, Christian, and a lot of Tacos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred and I drove back to get Michael and then we went on to Evergreen Village Square to chill at Java Junction and wait for Christian. We played the newspaper game and drank mocha freeze until he arrived. We then drove off to Taco Bell to get people their lunch. I got a decent amount for everyone and Christian tempted me into getting grilled steak taquitos which were pretty damn good at that moment. Jeraldine came about half an hour later to pick us up to drive us to EVHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I spy....3 guys waiting for lunch to start at EVHS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we sat there for about 20 minutes playing I Spy until the lunch bell rang at EVHS. Some ridiculous hardcore tough stuff we had in our minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anna, a banana, Janet Canit!, and losing them&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I delivered the tacos. I met JANET NGUYEN! wheeeee =D. I gave Pauline a taco and she just like stood there with a strange expression on her face. I just couldn't help but laugh. It was nice seeing them both that day. And then I lost Christian and Michael which sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall update more on this later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The story continues...&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:27886</id>
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    <title>12 Hours And 23 Minutes of Adventure: Coreen's Graduation</title>
    <published>2007-05-19T04:48:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-19T04:53:37Z</updated>
    <category term="coreen&amp;apos;s graduation"/>
    <content type="html">I like writing in Real Time narrative. It just seems more tense and to the point. So here goes...beeep...beep.....asdifjasdfjilasdfhjsafd RRAAAGGGHHHHH!fwoooooosh...schrreeeeezzzpppff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Following takes place on Friday May 18th, 2007 between 9:00 am and 9:23 pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9:00 a.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to the sound of my dad's piano playing and the lawnmower's loud ruckus of a noise as I begin my day off from Bellarmine. I then remember that my sister was graduating today and so I pick up the pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9:24 a.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slowly down a glass of Nesquik chocolate milk and gorge on a bit of croissant as I watch the news of the day unfold before my eyes. Excitement and disappointment breach my ears. My mom and my dad are in a buzz of trying to pull so many last minute things together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9:26 a.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family, Jennifer, and my Uncle Moy (you'll see...) depart for San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10:12 a.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enter the city. Traffic of the fabulous and strange 19th Avenue greets us ever so predictably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10:23 a.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrive at the University of San Francisco's St. Ignatius Church for the ceremonies. PROBLEM! Someone is one ticket short...great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10:29 a.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem solved: My Sister's friend has two extra tickets. Woot Hoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10:38 a.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make our way into the church and find seats. We got a good view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to explain the ceremony unless you were there..so uh basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) long speeches, not really inspirational&lt;br /&gt;2.) LONG LONG LONG time waiting for my sister's name to be called, JUST to hear it mispronounced and butchered, oh well...YAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;3.) Spending about 20 minutes waiting for her at her apartment to come back from the school so we can go eat Lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000ey67/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000ey67/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2:12 p.m. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrive at &lt;i&gt;The Beach Challet&lt;/i&gt; where I gorge on a pan roasted chicken simmered in delicious spices and mashed potatoes and collared greens....mmmhm. Still feel full lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4:32 p.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave the restaurant, return to my sister's apartment and head for home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7:42 p.m.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Arrived home after dropping SO many people off at home. Interesting experience although my butt is really hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8:26 p.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded pictures onto myspace and resting my feet and my butt haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9:23 p.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing this entry..OH CRAP! I HAVE FINALS NEXT WEEK! BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Congratulations Coreen Shanel Jarin Salamanca on a successful College Graduation! Good luck to you! -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000f71k/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/fsalamander/pic/0000f71k/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Janet Nguyen and monkey claws.</title>
    <published>2007-05-16T04:55:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-16T04:55:26Z</updated>
    <category term="patriot"/>
    <lj:music>Secondhand Serenade - Vulnerable</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The week has been spiraling about in a frenzy of massive hurried chaos as i plan to die in two days with the World History AP test. And of course, I waste my time with silly but fun and enjoyable people like a good friend of mine, Janet Nguyen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AZnshadowkillrfs (9:51:53 PM): .....&lt;br /&gt;AZnshadowkillrfs (9:52:00 PM): you could work at .....&lt;br /&gt;AZnshadowkillrfs (9:52:05 PM): WALMART!&lt;br /&gt;AZnshadowkillrfs (9:52:07 PM): dun dun dun dun&lt;br /&gt;AZnshadowkillrfs (9:52:07 PM): lol&lt;br /&gt;wO0OshxD (9:52:00 PM): ?&lt;br /&gt;wO0OshxD (9:52:05 PM): part time ?&lt;br /&gt;AZnshadowkillrfs (9:52:23 PM): haha&lt;br /&gt;AZnshadowkillrfs (9:52:24 PM): nah&lt;br /&gt;AZnshadowkillrfs (9:52:25 PM): dude&lt;br /&gt;AZnshadowkillrfs (9:52:26 PM): don't work there&lt;br /&gt;wO0OshxD (9:52:20 PM): LOL&lt;br /&gt;wO0OshxD (9:52:27 PM): does it support terrorism ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Janet Nguyen, American patriot!&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:27291</id>
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    <title>Cause Saving Our Planet Is The Thing To Do</title>
    <published>2007-04-26T23:31:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-26T23:31:29Z</updated>
    <category term="earth day blog"/>
    <lj:music>Captain Planet Theme Song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY EARTH DAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;country voice: come here boy...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:26896</id>
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    <title>A game of jumprope (according to michael)</title>
    <published>2007-04-21T16:11:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-21T16:11:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>HelloGoodbye - Here in Your Arms</lj:music>
    <content type="html">As most of you people know, last Friday night, April 20th, 2007, was the night of the LAST NOTRE DAME MIXER of the year 2007. Ah yes, the great good ole times of partying and getting down with your friends, girlfriends, boyfriends, guy friends and whatnots. But for me, getting there, I knew the night was going to be different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a year and a half of mixer experiences the same strategy was always used: find a PRIMARY friend and stay with them, find their friends, who find girls if they aren't girls already and dance very casually with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, alas! That is totally completely utterly flat-out extrememly WRONG! NO NO NO! You don't do that man. For me, at least, the real strategy in my mind for a year and a half but never used was finally deployed. Tactic: sucessful, results: excellent, accomplishments: plenty. The new plan was for that night, go in, hang with friends till it got cool, and oh man, did it get cool very quickly. I felt the brave pull to go up to the front (yes the front, with the seniors) which indeed worked very well. Very very well. Made a lot of new friends (contacts, if you will). ah yay! Dancing with my mucho grande best senior bud JONATHAN MERCADO! Definitely a guy to have around at mixers. Ah, the girls: Stephanie, Elizabeth, Jennifer (Jelly), and Sally. Man! There were easy that night: "You have pro camera skills", and 20 minutes later, I got a name and a myspace. They invited me to freaking Denny's and I just met them! That was awesome. I had to go home though, as my parents were worried of what I was doing. But to tell sweet mommy and pops that I was freaking with Seniors, slow-danced with a girl I just met, got harassed waiting in line by Jomar and Paolo (No offense, guys but after the 32nd wanna have sex joke it gets boring). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home pretty late probably around like 11:30 that night. My parents got mad at me, but not for what I thought they got mad at. They got mad at me cause I failed a World History AP quiz last semester. It was like the first ones too. Which made me go, okay.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is getting too freaking long! I'm off to the library for the final research and compilation and assembly of my research paper. GOODBYE!</content>
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    <title>Spring Break</title>
    <published>2007-04-15T03:27:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-15T03:27:57Z</updated>
    <category term="i&amp;apos;ll gladly extend you the same courtesy"/>
    <content type="html">Ah yes, the joys of Spring Break. Although I'm not old enough to head down to Cancun or go to Florida for that matter, I am content with doing Mr. Healy's freakin a research paper and my World History AP DBQ essay. Both of which has been sufficiently taken care of. My 2nd Mandarin Trimesteral Review Exam is Tuesday. The fact that it's cumulative from the beginning of the year and is going to be involving listening and speaking, freaks me out! and lastly come my precalc assignments which I can do easily all tomorrow. FREAK OUT! This spring break has been fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I had chill day with Leanna, Jocelyn, Sarah, Christian, and ended up seeing Michael, Anna, Jonathan Phan, and even my friend Rosemary which was heckaa random. Hollister..lol. "Okay, do you finally get it Sarah?" Christian: okay guys, let her keep her innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, BEACH DAY with Tiff and two of her SF friends. It was great, from DDRing to swimming to a stupid rock! and ice cream and FOODSTUFFS GALORE! I had an awesome time. You rock Tiff, thanks for inviting me. Skin cancer!? Psh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was nothing really, just went to the store and chilled all day. It was so busy though. Which is good. really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was the store again but like, Choir practice was....PWNAGE. We're gonna run the house down on Sunday. Please come to 6 pm mass at Saint Francis if you're catholic, if not, come for the music, yeah, we're just that cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was stay at home and screw around day (don't tell my parents). LOL, it was fun and uh had some interesting things from the early morning hours of Friday lol. Jessica =) &amp;lt;3. I smelled like bread for like 2 hours. Harrison Ford - Air Force One. "GET OFF MY PLANE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: mostly chill, finally finished my World History Essay completely and started reviewing for Mandarin Chinese test. Math is tomorrow, boo you whores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="0.001"&gt;yeah yeah, Pauline Nguyen is cool.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>THE EASTER BLOG! It's FINALLY HERE!</title>
    <published>2007-04-09T02:57:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-09T02:57:32Z</updated>
    <category term="easter blog"/>
    <lj:music>Newsboys - I Am Free</lj:music>
    <content type="html">In 40 days and 40 nights, I Francis Salamanca have accomplished so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st off! I haven't had a drop of soda or any other carbonated beverage touch my lips until today at approximately 3:00 pm at a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, I've gotten the grades up, more confidence and preparedness at school, things are picking up. There is a good long way still to go before school is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd, I've gotten so much closer to my friends. Reconnected with old ones, started anew with others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th, confirmation. Not just being a leader and retreat, but just knowing the fact that these kids have so much promise and potential in their hearts and minds. I love them all so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th, my family and I have grown closer through Lent. Taking time to quietly pray and spend more time together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th, my talent has grown and expanded. I can now do a couple more songs on the piano and I'm picking up the slack I've left for my saxophone playing. San Jose Youth Symhpony XD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Lent, I wanted to tell you on Easter of an epic adventure I had. But more so, it was just two crazy days I want to recall for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 16th, EVHS INVASION! I spent a good long 14 hours away from my parents, stress, and other things to go to EVHS and catch up with all my friends. It was crazy, I didn't even get caught. It was so awesome. My friends from the past were cool. So was Anna. She's such an awesome friend. Sometimes she really doesn't know it but hopefully soon she'll realize it. EVHS/Bellarmine College Prep. Vietnamese Student Union fashion and cultural entertainment exposition. Absolutely marvelous. I was amazed, humored, saddened, and bewildered. Great show. They did a great job....dragon balloon God, I am your creator..haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday March 30th, EVHS BATTLE OF THE CLASSES! A VERY SUPERCALIFRAGILEXPIACIALIDOCIOUS (probably spelled that wrong) show! The freshman were cool, sophomores rocked! WEST SIDE STORY beezies! Wizard of Oz juniors and the seniors of course, taking the prize with Moulin Rouge. The winter guard and perc performances were cool too. They all worked really hard. Next year's I hope will be much much better. GO '09! Keep bringin it and showin all you got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;()()()()()()()()()()()()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't know how I survived this season. It's just all different now. It's all gone from me. You really have no idea how glad I am that this is finally over. There's just, now I just wanna clear things up that have really been bothering me. People I wanna talk to and settle the trouble with. But I guess one man's fortune is another man's misfortune. So too, must I settle with taking the dirt that the miners of life leave behind. Happy Easter everyone...God bless. It's finally over...It's finally over. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Salamander</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:26134</id>
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    <title>Mardi Gras</title>
    <published>2007-02-21T06:34:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-21T06:34:51Z</updated>
    <category term="mardi gras"/>
    <lj:music>Somehwere Only We Know - Keane</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Happy Mardi Gras everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope ya'll are having fun and dancing the night away and what not. This year, I plan to accomplish something beyond magnificent. A big sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving up this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Soda&lt;br /&gt;2.) Livejournal Blogging&lt;br /&gt;3.) Daytime use of cellphone for casual conversation (except weekday nights and weekends).&lt;br /&gt;4.) Video Games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I plan to accomplish in 40 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Obtain learner's permit for driving&lt;br /&gt;2.) Kick ass with grades in school&lt;br /&gt;3.) Work up the ladder with girls and social standing&lt;br /&gt;4.) Ownage ensues on Confirmation Retreat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you on Easter Sunday...I promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll log in to check comments and read other people's livejournal's but I myself will not blog or update the world on my status. God Bless..and good luck!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:26052</id>
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    <title>The Asian's New Year</title>
    <published>2007-02-18T21:21:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-18T21:21:03Z</updated>
    <category term="rap sodee in green"/>
    <lj:music>Rhapsody in Blue - George Gershwin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Keep your Martinelli's and little fingerfood leftovers from January 1st! You can use them again for the Spring Festival activities of Asian people in February. My Happy New Year's hat lies in the box on the ground in my room. I put on some decent clothes (red polo) and venture off toward Church. So indeed, I knew something would be different by the end of the night. &lt;br /&gt;    We were a bit late to the mass so it was kinda starting when I got there. I immediately bursted out laughing at the sight of Christian in a vietnamese tradtional outfit. But oh well (red means good luck if you remembered). &lt;br /&gt;    Anna is funnnayyy and has eating problems. Conga line at the end and then the ditch! HAHAHA. I learned white person in Vietnamese along with other little phrases. Mary and I had the longest vocal conversation since we've met so..good i think? haha. Christian needs to change his hairstyle cause it's kinda annoying me now. &lt;br /&gt;    Freakin Jap Dramas. I saw H.Y.D. this morning and I was like...oh..my..gawd! Flower 4...lol. I'm not getting addicted to that. Go American television and violence. 24! Jack Bauer owns you like the terrorist you are! Fuck you foreign dramas, I have Jack Bauer whooping ass for 24 hours every day!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:25676</id>
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    <title>Happy Valentine's Day</title>
    <published>2007-02-15T04:37:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-15T04:37:22Z</updated>
    <category term="with love"/>
    <lj:music>What Are We Stealing? - Ocean's Twelve Soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Or more like: Happy Singles Awareness Day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I feel kinda down and it makes me hate the 14th of February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is gonna be filled with conversations of things which I know nothing of. Oh great..oh bother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy National Abstinence Day! XD! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Francis Salamanca</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:25440</id>
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    <title>Obi Wan Teaches me something new</title>
    <published>2007-02-05T05:12:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-05T05:12:42Z</updated>
    <category term="your song"/>
    <lj:music>Relient K - Must Have Done Something Right</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Obi Wan in Moulin Rouge!? WTF!? Well for some of you that know Ewan McGregor very well, he can do more than whip around a lightsaber and crack out some philosophy in Star Wars, he's also a dynamo singer in Moulin Rouge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kissablekae.imeem.com/music/XwVrp-bI/your_song/"&gt;Please Listen to This Song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm one of the few morons who believe after so much pain and rejection that there's some beautiful close to perfect angel that will love me for who I am and nothing will keep me from getting to her heart. Yes I know, but I must've done something right. Right?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:25287</id>
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    <title>He really knows how to piss me off.</title>
    <published>2007-02-03T01:44:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-03T01:44:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">First, I was frustrated by what happened at the mixer I thought maybe it was only temporary but actually...it lead to something much bigger and now, I'm completely hopeless to stop it. All is lost on that front and observe as Germany engulfs innocent and neutral Poland in WWII. I'm off to play saxophone really loud and annoyingly while keeping count which is frequently thrown off by the dribbling of a basketball. Anticipate a good show tonight, cause now I'm getting totally ripped apart on all fronts of the battlefield. I'll be coming home from war now, with no good news to report except saying that I don't want to resort to desparate measures anymore.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:25031</id>
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    <title>The Search for meaning...meaning what?</title>
    <published>2007-01-23T07:01:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-23T07:01:29Z</updated>
    <category term="christian got owned.."/>
    <lj:music>Matt Kearney - There's Nothing Left to Lose</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My back hurts first off! I had to lift this damn heavy bass drum after Symphony rehearsal. YUCK! Easy day overall I must say wasn't really that bad. Saturday's aftermath seems to ring true to my ears as I still seem a bit irritave and somewhat frustrated about what happened during that mixer. My friendly little offer to dance with her rejected. Nothing more...just clear blatant ignorance. I find her minutes later freaking with my friend. Just absolutely disgusting. And the worse part readers: there's nothing I can do about it. That's just the way it is. Unfortunately, it's not looking good so far in the world of Francis Salamanca. The confusing, dark, dreary, and sadly disappointing world which I perceive it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAS CREES CHAN GAHT OHN DED like an UBER NOOB!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:24648</id>
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    <title>micks...er</title>
    <published>2007-01-21T16:34:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-21T16:34:15Z</updated>
    <category term="peanuts"/>
    <lj:music>Let Love In - The Goo Goo Dolls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Last night's all school mixer at Bellarmine was...to say the very least, unexpectedly fun and disappointing. I still find it very strange that I don't follow my own advice when it comes to certain scenarios I know plenty about. I'll admit I came into that dance with a plan and came out empty-handed. Probably not a surprise to most of you my readers. I asked a friend of mine for a dance during a short slow song only to find her turning around and ignoring the words slowly dripping nervously out of my mouth. After the rejection I find her about 5 minutes later freaking with another friend of mine...ouch! much?. I hate how sometimes I just feel like I'm not good enough for the people I want to be with or they just have a Francis-filter installed in their heads. It's really a downer and a disappointment. I'm planning today for some recooperation and pulling myself back together before Monday with homework for the following subjects:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World History AP - Study for connections test&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry - Study for Test&lt;br /&gt;Algebra II Honors - quiz corrections..and 6J&lt;br /&gt;English II Honors - Finish The Great Gatsby and start writing Essay I&lt;br /&gt;Christian Scriptures - study for quiz on Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hatches are open!&lt;br /&gt;Francis Salamanca</content>
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    <title>1 vs. 100..</title>
    <published>2007-01-13T09:28:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-13T09:28:21Z</updated>
    <category term="the world is still turning"/>
    <lj:music>Diary of Jane - Breaking Benjamin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">DEAR LIVEJOURNAL,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This three-day weekend has given me time to contemplate and consider my options for the immediate future. I'll have to admit that i didn't do as good as I could have in the first semester although a 4.0 is pretty nice (damn trapdoor that is World History AP). I find myself in the midst of tangled cords for other computers and me trying to rewire my room since my dad installed the old telly in my room and i have to change my computer scheme. I seem to have so many things against me this weekend. It's not fair. I want a level playing field! Is that so much to ask? I wish there weren't so many things that determined a successful relationship. I wish there weren't so many rules and constraints every single damn time I liked someone. I feel as if I have too much to worry about and not enough to celebrate. On the other hand, she's officially gone...the bright annoying sunlight has been covered by a dark shadow for eternity. It's 1 vs. 99 now.</content>
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    <title>The firsts of 2007</title>
    <published>2007-01-01T21:38:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-01T21:38:09Z</updated>
    <category term="guitar hero ii"/>
    <lj:music>Sweet Child of Mine - Guns N Roses</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Some Lasts of 2006!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Video Game Played: Guitar Hero II (I survived a medium song!)&lt;br /&gt;Last Drink: Pepsi Cola&lt;br /&gt;Last Song: Thunderhorse by Deathklok&lt;br /&gt;Last Food Item: Small fried lumpia&lt;br /&gt;Last Phone Call: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some firsts of 2007! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Video Game Played: Super Smash Bros. for Nintendo 64&lt;br /&gt;First Drink of 2007: Guava Juice &lt;br /&gt;First Diss of 2007: Christian, "You guys better get out of the room cause I'm SMOKIN!"&lt;br /&gt;First board/party game of 2007: Scattegories&lt;br /&gt;First person I hugged: Brianna Morgan</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:24022</id>
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    <title>i'm done</title>
    <published>2006-12-31T07:35:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-31T07:35:26Z</updated>
    <category term="finished"/>
    <content type="html">I'm done with you...&lt;br /&gt;i've thrown away the ink pen and shredded the book&lt;br /&gt;forget closing it, i'm gonna destroy it&lt;br /&gt;you see...&lt;br /&gt;there never was a story&lt;br /&gt;just a random set of events&lt;br /&gt;between she and I&lt;br /&gt;a boy and a girl&lt;br /&gt;caught in the midst of the fabric of time&lt;br /&gt;we're done&lt;br /&gt;you can rest easy, I'm not coming after you anymore&lt;br /&gt;tell your friends that I finally got a clue&lt;br /&gt;you'll never be into me &lt;br /&gt;and i'll never get out of this trance i'm caught in with you&lt;br /&gt;you're a visible curse&lt;br /&gt;you're a deep wound that's not physically on my body&lt;br /&gt;i wish you'd hate me so that there's some justification for my action&lt;br /&gt;but unless there's a God given sign that there's something more&lt;br /&gt;I give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes 2007&lt;br /&gt;more empty and lonely nights to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auld Lang Syne,&lt;br /&gt;Francis Salamanca</content>
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    <title>It came upon a midnight clear...</title>
    <published>2006-12-25T07:43:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-25T07:43:33Z</updated>
    <category term="merry christmas"/>
    <lj:music>My Chemical Romance - All I Want for Christmas is You</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Christmas is the time of year when..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we gather together as a big family...&lt;br /&gt;we meet and see people we haven't seen in a long time..&lt;br /&gt;we start to get real giddy and happy (sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;we start singing christmas carols randomly or hum them in the shower...&lt;br /&gt;we start to worry of what other people will think (of our gifts we gave them)...&lt;br /&gt;and of course if everything on our priority/wish list will get done or completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people also forget that tonight is the night that Christ was born. So I also say Happy Birthday to Jesus Christ and man 2007 years old is pretty amazing eh? Christ has given you a lot of gifts this year and the other years in your life. For those of you who don't believe in Jesus Christ or any Christianity in that matter, I say to you rejoice because it is the time of year to gather together and celebrate good times with the people we love. Let's stop fighting...and start lighting our world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine just recently turned 16. Or well she probably doesn't consider me a friend since we barely talk and all since a recent awkward chain of events has taken place. But anyways, she's seemed to grab my attention when she talks about the stress of season and not so much the joy of it. Hopefully, her stress will be uplifted and that she'll see that her hard work has really changed this world for the better. I have but only one present to give her, my love and my friendship for the rest of my life. She'll always be dear and close to me in my thoughts and in my heart and I pray that God watches over her closely and cautiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace on Earth and goodwill to men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, and Tis the Season for board games, hot cocoa and DVR,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sealed with a gold ribbon and wrapped with care in your times of struggle he'll always be there,&lt;br /&gt;Francis Salamanca</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:20572</id>
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    <title>Where I lived..and what I lived for?</title>
    <published>2006-10-27T05:35:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-27T05:35:56Z</updated>
    <category term="ahh stress!"/>
    <lj:music>TBD</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm sorry to a certain one person..but I still have three other targets...and you're all going down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay..free 5th tomorrow...2 big tests....no!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:16117</id>
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    <title>Audio Blogging (pt. 3)</title>
    <published>2006-09-23T05:55:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-23T05:55:11Z</updated>
    <category term="jive theory is the shizz"/>
    <lj:music>Passion - Lemonade</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://home.comcast.net/~francisjsalamanca/92206.wav"&gt;The Following Takes Place Between 10:45 p.m. and 10:47 p.m.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:15462</id>
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    <title>BEST BLOG EVER!</title>
    <published>2006-09-21T03:48:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-21T03:48:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://home.comcast.net/~francisjsalamanca/91906.mp3"&gt;for the ramblings of my life&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fsalamander:12104</id>
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    <title>AP..actually..Asian Power!</title>
    <published>2006-08-24T04:40:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-24T04:40:09Z</updated>
    <category term="i hate freshman..."/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;The last day of summer, and the first day of school. Today had mixed emotions as I went on with my first day as a sophmore. I felt a strong stomach pain the whole day as I tried to pull myself together and connect the dots.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well..homework hits you hard..and where it hurts...I guess i'll just move on with it.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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