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  <title>Keep a diary and one day it'll keep you.</title>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purplmeg:359591</id>
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    <title>first entry as a college graduate</title>
    <published>2009-05-27T01:41:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-27T01:41:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Who was your favorite celebrity as a child?  deanna carter. she's a country singer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of pets do you have? none but i'm currently taking care of 5 kittens and getting an ornery QH appendix back into shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite color? purple or teal blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is most memorable about your high school years? band probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What word describes you best? naked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your greatest accomplishment? graduating college. with a math degree. changing who i was in t he process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What drives you every day? the fact taht i have no idea what's going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite food? fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to retire? somewhere where i can have horses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your business goal this year? to pass exam 1/p FUCKERS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you like to vacation? MONGOLIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you admire? my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your mission? to share musical joy and have a family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were invisible, where would you go? i'd stalk people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What traits in others are you attracted to? being crazy like me, so that i won't feel weird about being weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the kindest thing anyone has done for you?i have a really good answer for this!!! i feel someone did something really nice for me recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you want to be remembered? for being one of a kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do with a million dollars? put most of it in a 401k. keep enough to board a horse at bergen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were on an island, who would you want to be with? an airport, so people could come visit me, but not stay</content>
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    <title>the day after tomorrow</title>
    <published>2009-05-14T20:33:05Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-14T20:33:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">definition:&lt;br /&gt;1. a really crappy movie (that i love... i love doomsday movies)&lt;br /&gt;2. THE DAY I GRADUATE.</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2009-05-06T08:47:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-06T12:47:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-06T12:47:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OH GOD I HAVE ONE FINAL BETWEEN ME AND THE END OF MY UNDERGRADDDDDDDDD AHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously how did this happen.</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2009-04-17T10:18:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-17T14:21:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-17T14:21:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>taking back sunday</lj:music>
    <content type="html">god men suck at booty calls. who waits an hour to return that shit?! oh well. training. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend is going to be RIDICULOUS. all the polo seniors who graduated my freshman year are coming back for alumni weekend (which i am running... thank god it's almost over. for serious).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway - IT WILL BE SO FUN! huge polo party tonight at the old house, then up early for riding and such, then banquet at 7! shit that reminds me i need to call brendaalsdkfjasldfjkasdlfkja moreno fuck me and die. and tell her to have a tv. thanks. we have so many alumni coming this year that we got moved to the bigger room WITH THE PRIVATE BAR! woot. everyone's pumped. PR BITCH REPRESENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i had a horrible nightmare that i was being hunted, and the hunter was killing people i was close to to freak me the fuck out. ie, he killed my grandma AND PUT HER FLESH IN TUNA CANS LEFT AROUND MY HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR TO GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES ITS LIKE A GODDAMN HORROR MOVIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sex would've been so much better.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:purplmeg:358129</id>
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    <title>HELP</title>
    <published>2008-11-17T05:31:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-17T05:31:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey I need some help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am legit FREAKING OUT about graduation. Does anyone have any sage advice that will make me chill out and enjoy the last of my college days sans panic attacks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU IN ADVANCE.</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2008-10-29T22:21:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-30T02:22:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-30T02:22:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1) IT SNOWED TODAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) PHILLIES WON THE FUCKING WORLD SERIES. FORREALS. CHECK THAT ISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) my mom left me the most hilarious message ever after they won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGGAGAHASAKLJFSLFJK WHAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY SEASONS HAVE I WATCHED THEM LOSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT&lt;br /&gt;SL:KRJDL:SKRUDLSKFJSLDFJSDLFJLSfjd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps it SNOWED WTFEVER.</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2008-10-21T01:27:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-21T05:31:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-21T05:31:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Bold shiz that applies&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. I have a cell phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;02. I'm obsessed with new things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. I'm the youngest child.&lt;br /&gt;04. I am a shopoholic.&lt;br /&gt;05. I love my gauged earrings.&lt;br /&gt;06. I love wearing a lot of black eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;07. I love beer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;08. I love the weekends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09. I can't live without chapstick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. I can't live without music.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I lived in Tahoe.&lt;br /&gt;12. I spend money I have.&lt;br /&gt;13. I'll be in college for over 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;14. I love designer handbags.&lt;br /&gt;15. I get annoyed easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. I eventually want kids. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I love the Backstreet Boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. I have more than a couple horrible memories.&lt;br /&gt;19. I'm addicted to Degrassi. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. I am a person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. My first kiss was unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;22. I start school on Jan. 4th or 5th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. I love taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;24. I hate girls who are fake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I can be mean when I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. My dreams are bizarre.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. I am bisexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. I have way too many pairs of shoes. Seriously.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. I've seen She's All That at least 50 times.&lt;br /&gt;30. I dress how I feel that day.&lt;br /&gt;31. I love Charmed.&lt;br /&gt;32. Sometimes I cry for almost no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. I hate when people are ridiculously late. &lt;br /&gt;34. I procrastinate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Winter is my favorite season.&lt;br /&gt;36. I have too many clothes for my closet/dresser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. I love to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;38. I wish I was smarter.&lt;br /&gt;39. I am the hottest bachelorette.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. I have a lot of drama.&lt;br /&gt;41. No one knows my full story of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. I love my hair.&lt;br /&gt;43. I sometimes fight with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;44. I love the beach.&lt;br /&gt;45. I have had the chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;46. I'm excited for the future.&lt;br /&gt;47. I can't control my emotions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. I can't wait till New Year's.&lt;br /&gt;49. I love the show 'Rich Girls'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50. I love my friends. &lt;br /&gt;51. Christmas is my favorite holiday.&lt;br /&gt;52. I can be very insecure sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. I have had a broken bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. I hate ignorant people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. I love my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;56. I love guys that play the guitar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;57. I state the obvious.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;58. I'm a happy person.&lt;br /&gt;59. I love to dance.&lt;br /&gt;60. I love to sing.&lt;br /&gt;61. I hate cleaning my room.&lt;br /&gt;62. I tend to get jealous very easily.&lt;br /&gt;63. I like to play video games.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. I love John Mayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;65. I hate when I see animals getting hurt/abused.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. I'm a vegetarian/vegan/don't eat beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;67. I don't like to study for tests. &lt;br /&gt;68. I love playdough.&lt;br /&gt;69. I am too forgiving.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. I have a good sense of direction. &lt;br /&gt;71. I love(d) high school.&lt;br /&gt;72. I have a talent of sweet talking my way out of things.&lt;br /&gt;73. I don't drink enough to get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;74. I love kisses on the forehead.&lt;br /&gt;75. I love the color blue.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. I don't sew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;77. I am not addicted to drugs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. I love the Olsen twins.&lt;br /&gt;79. I'm gonna try out for the softball team.&lt;br /&gt;80. I become stressed easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;81. I hate liars.&lt;br /&gt;82. I like comfy pants.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Bam Margera is AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;84. I love the smell of fresh laundry.&lt;br /&gt;85. I love my family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. I don't mind getting shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;87. I am a perfectionist when it comes to certain things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. I always wanted to learn to play the drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;89. I hate the feeling of failure.&lt;br /&gt;90. I am a pushover.&lt;/strong&gt; sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;91. I would love to have my own fashion line.&lt;br /&gt;92. I can be quite selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;93. I still act like a little kid sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;94. Above all, I despise dishonesty.&lt;br /&gt;95. I can stay on the computer forever.&lt;br /&gt;96. I love music.&lt;br /&gt;97. I wish I was more motivated when it comes to school.&lt;br /&gt;98. I love getting stuff in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;99. I have problems letting go of people.&lt;br /&gt;100. I hate the feeling of being alone.&lt;/strong&gt;</content>
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    <title>QUICK BEFORE WORK!!!!</title>
    <published>2008-06-06T12:07:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-06T12:07:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">BUSINESS POST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO THINGS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. NEW JOURNAL @ &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_megahedron' lj:user='megahedron' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://megahedron.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://megahedron.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;megahedron&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. KATHLEEN AND ARE I GOING TO THE FUCKING &lt;b&gt;BELMONT&lt;/b&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH BITCH</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2008-05-09T17:55:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-09T21:57:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-09T21:57:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So... I'm home. Came home yesterday. Had a little mental breakdown/freakout about being a senior and adult whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internship starts June 2nd, until then I'm gonna be in dirty jersey. Not that I have plans or people to make plans with. But the pool is going to open and I am going to be lounging 24/7. Mom has been wholly anal about the cat... thing. She's taken to lint rolling EVERY SINGLE THING I own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna write more later bc i'm going to the g-store with mom now. Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Megan</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2008-04-27T03:37:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-27T07:38:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-27T07:38:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">dear fun day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the reason i am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) awake now&lt;br /&gt;b) about to watch the little mermaid - FOR THE THIRD TIME TODAY&lt;br /&gt;c) drunk. still. hour 13. i have consumed a lot this day. this WEEKEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOO BAD you couldnt get me laid too, fun day. but you tried. i just dont do infants. its against the law. also. ahhahah i was about to say something about tiny penises OH WAIT I JUST DID DIPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP love you all. goodbye.</content>
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    <title>stolen from el brandino</title>
    <published>2008-04-23T04:09:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-23T04:09:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. Where is your mobile phone? ass&lt;br /&gt;2. Your significant other? vomiting&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair? brown&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother? whore&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father? glasses&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite thing? CHOCOLATE&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? foreign&lt;br /&gt;8. Your favorite drink? apple&lt;br /&gt;9. Your dream/goal? happy&lt;br /&gt;10. The room you're in? library&lt;br /&gt;11. Your ex? conjugate?&lt;br /&gt;12. Your fear? snakes&lt;br /&gt;13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? slurpee&lt;br /&gt;14. Where were you last night? unknown&lt;br /&gt;15. What you're not? awake&lt;br /&gt;16. Muffins? blueberrylicious&lt;br /&gt;17. One of your wish list items? horse&lt;br /&gt;18. Where you grew up? anywhere&lt;br /&gt;19. The last thing you did? stare&lt;br /&gt;20. What are you wearing? clothes&lt;br /&gt;21. Your TV? nonexistant&lt;br /&gt;22. Your pets? cotton&lt;br /&gt;23. Your computer? PIMPIN&lt;br /&gt;24. Your life? fast&lt;br /&gt;25. Your mood? optimistic&lt;br /&gt;26. Missing someone? always&lt;br /&gt;27. Your car? nonexistant&lt;br /&gt;28. Something you're not wearing? makeup&lt;br /&gt;29. Favorite Store? condomkingdom&lt;br /&gt;30. Your summer? experience&lt;br /&gt;31. Like someone? no&lt;br /&gt;32. Your favorite color? purple&lt;br /&gt;33. When is the last time you laughed? today&lt;br /&gt;34. Last time you cried? yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate doing one-word answers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen, Sam and Narva are filling recycled and cut waterbottles full of lake and spring water to make a statement about the environment and our water usage. They're still out there, as of 11:58. At least it's not raining or cold... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, writing is going well. I'm gonna try and publish something in an undergrad writing journal, because it's about freakin time. Mintz says I could have a future being a writer, which I never thought about. Because who wants to read about my experiences, right? Who cares? She likes my tone in my essays and shorts and stuff, she had trouble describing it. It's funny and kind of sad, but not pathetic; it's self-deprecating and unsure but not annoying or inconclusive. Kind of sounds like MY LIFE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this kid in my Number Theory class who WON'T back the fuck off my case and he came to our Cirque party and like sat outside my room like a creeper. I don't want to be mean but I guess I have to be? I don't know. Kathleen and I are getting laid this weekend says some people. And by some people I mean us. It's the last weekend of freedom so lets do that ish. BAM. I probably won't though because I'm a pathetic excuse for a college student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes end in one week. I best get an A in #theory and travel writing. I haven't gotten A SINGLE FUCKING GRADE in Body Narratives so, we pray real real hard that I get a good grade? I won't get lower than a B but I don't think I'll get more than an B+. If I did that'd be fabulouso. I'll probably get a B+ in complex AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for this summer but pretty nerv as well. Oh if anyone has a Nintendo DS they want to sell me cheap/give me, lemme know. I wanna get one. And warioware. And pokemon diamond. I need new ways to procrastinate because my other methods are getting too involved/are severely lacking anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT LEAST THE OFFICE IS GREAT AMIRITE!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is what I'm gonna go do now. Guess I'm not showering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolololol,&lt;br /&gt;megan</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2008-04-08T15:53:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-08T19:54:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-08T19:54:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey wanna hear my schedule next semester??? ITS RIDICULOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiction Workshop&lt;br /&gt;Modern Concepts of Geometry&lt;br /&gt;Ceramics (???)&lt;br /&gt;Modern Dance (??????)&lt;br /&gt;Position and control (riding) (?!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAH IS TAHT REALLY MY SCHEDULE!? THIS IS A JOKE&amp;lt; RIGHT? RIGHT?! RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLFJDSLDJf&lt;br /&gt;also it is gorgeous out and i am going to the MOST AWKWARD dinner tonight with my ex-discrete class from spring 07. hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh also I am awaiting special permission to take a class called COSTUME CONSTRUCTION. AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Megan</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2008-03-03T19:57:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-04T00:58:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-04T00:58:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So some fucking asshole took the levers off the soft serve ice cream machine. And now there's no ice cream until further notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY!??!!? Sometimes I have to keep reminding myself that I *AM* in college, that we *ARE* adults. But last week someone put a fire extinguisher in a microwave and almost burned Howe/Rounds down. And now this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like... REALLY!?</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2008-02-29T09:39:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-29T14:42:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-29T14:42:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ugh so I went on Weather.com to check how many pairs of pants I should wear on my fucking trek up that damn hill and there is ANOTHER HEAVY SNOW WARNING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it snowed for two days straight and its actually been SUNNY for two days (sunny, and below 0* but who's keeping score anyway) AND IT'S JUST GONNA SNOW AGAIN TONIGHT. HOW MUCH ARE WE GONNA GET. FORREAL. Ugh whatever I am so over winter. Time to bundle up to go to the tundra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Megan</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2008-02-17T23:33:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-18T04:35:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-18T04:35:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This weekend was INSANE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donna was here! Beat Yale on Friday night. Mens game was fun ish. Was so tired and have had maaaaybe 3 hours of sleep in the past two day s because BEN is my neighbor? and he came over last night?????? I dont know. Kath got lifted up from the first floor to the second floor of a building. If I knew what was going on I wouldn't have an LJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donna leaves tomorrow though and we just spent 2 hours coloring in the dining hall. I will miss her :(</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2008-02-15T00:39:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-15T05:57:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-15T05:57:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I submitted three of my fiction(ish?) poem(ish) pieces I dunno I invent my own genre sometimes but I make it work (designers) so everyone can suck on that (RAMBLE) to the school literary magazine Folio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ALL THREE got rejected! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part was not only did they reject it but they E-MAILED a critique to me. Two of them were poems. One was a glorified prose poem. They all said they imagined them better in larger pieces. The best was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does grief go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you cry it seeps out of your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and trickles down your face.&lt;br /&gt;it’s sopped up with a tissue and thrown away.&lt;br /&gt;it sits in the garbage and hardens as it dries;&lt;br /&gt;it’s as spiky and painful as it felt when it left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absorbed by paper, it sits in the trashcan&lt;br /&gt;wand waits until Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Then it gets dumped into a big black trash bag&lt;br /&gt;which eats it whole in one bite, holding all of it&lt;br /&gt;within the confines of its dark, plastic ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It lingers on the curb&lt;br /&gt;outside for exactly one night.&lt;br /&gt;Raccoons pass it by for hotdogs, old chicken bones,&lt;br /&gt;half-empty perfume bottles, dirty socks,&lt;br /&gt;used condoms, broken toys,&lt;br /&gt;torn paper, and lint from the dryer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the garbage man comes&lt;br /&gt;and throws it into the metal jaws of &lt;br /&gt;the garbage truck, that eats it whole.&lt;br /&gt;It’s filled with the grief, the stuff the &lt;br /&gt;raccoon didn’t want. What he couldn’t eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It drives to a landfill in New Jersey.&lt;br /&gt;There really aren’t that many.&lt;br /&gt;and falls into a pit&lt;br /&gt;with tens&lt;br /&gt;of thousands&lt;br /&gt;of millions&lt;br /&gt;of other used tissues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What'd you think of that? Good? OKAY!? DECENT?!?!?!? Well in the critique they said: The seriousness of your tone did not match the imagery you used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Direct quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno please read it and tell me: AM I MISSING SOMETHING!? DIDNT THAT SEEM LIKE THE POINT OF IT!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Tell me if I'm wrong I am DYING to get some actual person perspective on this (ie not from "Jess n' Steph" of Folio). So lemme know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news - polo is constantly in explosion of DEATH mode. Everyone goin crazy all the time and REGIONALSSS aka the reason I might commit suicide. Jk. I'm going to the therapist next week and I've removed all shoelaces and belts from the vicinity. JK. JK. I know its not funny to joke about that stuff. I'm sorry. It's just.... does it have to be so DRAMATIC?! all the time? (yes) no ! NO change the old ways THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I had a fantastic jumping lesson today on a horse named Charly. He was sooo so sosos so fun I'm in love. Which is IRONIC bc its valentine's day. Or was, 47 minutes ago.  Or however long ago.. whatever. fuckfuckfuck. He was fun except I sucked it up at first. I like to gallop to the REALLY LONG distance and he needs to learn how to wait. And so do I. And we fly at the jumps like we're steeple chasing and Paige is like "Megan please do me a favor and breath." I wish she could just stand next to me and say that ALL THE TIME because I'm not breathing enough to clear my head I don't think. I wish I wasn't such a PUSSY BITCH. I need to stand up for myself more. Punch some bitches. Etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was a fun valentine's dinner. Sam, Kath and I went to the Dhall real late and ate something that will probably make me poop a solid rock later but I don't care. Max was there and sat with us for a long time by the fire while we talked about poop and sex and lube and other inappropriate things. His housemates showed up (even the cute one) and he left, but I'm gonna arrange a DISCRETE LUNCH!!!!!!!!!! possibly at circus cafe and it will be fantastic. And great. And the bomb. WHATEVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR anywayasldkruadlkfjaslfja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD BESTEST WONDERFULEST NEWS: DONNA IS COMING TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!! HOORAY!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plan:&lt;br /&gt;get up&lt;br /&gt;go to TRAVELLLLLLLL WRITING booyah.&lt;br /&gt;meeting with prof l simon for about 15seconds after class&lt;br /&gt;GETTING DONNA&lt;br /&gt;chicken fingers&lt;br /&gt;leave donna in math lab while i get adv calc help&lt;br /&gt;cuddle&lt;br /&gt;SPECIAL VIDEO GAME FRIDAY!!!!! WII TIME AWESOMENESS!&lt;br /&gt;womens game vs yale (SUCK)&lt;br /&gt;cuddling missy and donna at the same time&lt;br /&gt;spontaneous heart failure&lt;br /&gt;talking to jake about not being a pussy bitch anymore&lt;br /&gt;showering&lt;br /&gt;stoplight dance. which i will wear yellow too bc i am confused. about life.&lt;br /&gt;DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing im sick right?! righT!??!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm on cold medication. i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alpine party sat night uh oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps wylie hope cali is treating you well PSYCHE hahah i know all. like jesus. or steve.</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2008-02-13T21:31:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-14T02:31:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-14T02:31:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes canceled. Did nothing but smoke, eat and sleep all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes winter is okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW = DEATH THOUGH AHAHHAHA</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2008-02-12T09:04:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-12T14:04:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-12T14:04:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">current temp in s'toga:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0°F&lt;br /&gt;Feels Like&lt;br /&gt;-11°F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS THAT A JOKE?! AND THEY EXPECT ME TO GO TO CLASS?!</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2008-02-06T02:44:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-06T07:44:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-06T07:44:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm concerned that when I graduate, I'm gonna move home and do nothing with my life.</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2008-02-04T12:34:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-04T17:35:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-04T17:38:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hahahah the Patriots lost. I have never screamed so much at the TV or been so excited for a football game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year: E-A-G-L-E-S EAGLES!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/intel/2008/01/the_fug_girls_but_who_do_you_t.html"&gt; THIS lol&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2008-01-31T01:51:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-31T06:52:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-31T06:52:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">life is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no van lennep. maybe march 21st. maybe never. c.ford is a fucking ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the jv jumped the polo ponies for no reason and now crystal is lame and tori broke her wrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met with a man from ghana to talk to him about the polo club because his son plays polo. and he is rich and awesome. and a horse breeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just redid my roots and its so fucking cold i this town I wish I knew when spring was gonna start so I could count down to  it properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;megan</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2008-01-23T18:02:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-23T23:07:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-23T23:07:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been planning this SPECIAL POLO EXPO one time only on Feb 1st. We invited all these alumni - ANN PALAMOUNTAIN, WHO HAS A BUILDING NAMED AFTER HER. And it was going to be at Van Lennep, the official polo facility that we SHARED with the fucking eq team until we were unceremoniously KICKED OUT. Which is bullshit enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But TODAY. 9 days before the expo - Cindy calls dan and is like "omg your ponies arent vaccinated twice a year? you cant come." UM OUR PONIES WERE VACCINATED IN LATE APRIL. THAT IS FINE. FUCK HER. And then her right hand woman was like if you get it done 9 days before the event (AKA TODAY) you might still be able to do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO GUESS WHAT. LIZ AND DAN WENT OUT TONIGHT AND ALL THE PONIES GOT VACCINATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOw much money do you want to bet that Cindy will be ilke oh but the vet told me it takes 2 weeks for it to kick in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU THE RHINO VIRUS VACCINE ONLY WORKS IN 1/3 OF THE HORSES THAT GET IT ANYWAY. FUCK. YOU. SO MANY PROFANITIES HAVE neVER COME OUT OF MY MOUTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this thing gets cancelled, after ALL the work we did, there WILL be hell to pay. I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PROMISE.</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2008-01-22T00:04:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-22T05:04:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-22T05:16:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Class starts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a tummyache AND i got an internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also very homesick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: also the name of one of my books is "a friendly introduction to number theory"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDLY? as opposed TO?! if it gets too hard im gonna be like this is not very friendly anymore. in fact,i feel threatened.</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2008-01-19T03:26:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-19T08:28:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-19T08:28:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ughhh I already got rejected from an internship for this summer and no one is going to want me because I do not have an actuary background but dad wants me to go to this one in connecticut which means i will have to get a car and an apt and be away from  home and SUCK SUCK SUCKKKKK dlfkjasdlkfajsdflj I have no experience and blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i l istened to my heart today and it sounded ilke a washing machine it was amazing you should try it. Go to your nearest cardiologist. i got new headphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i showed someone my boobs itd let me get an internship. what dad doesnt know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Megan</content>
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    <title>purplmeg @ 2008-01-13T19:37:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-14T00:42:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-14T00:42:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I used to write in my LJ alot. Also, I used to be very angsty. Also also, Duckie used to be annoying. And probably still is, somewhere to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;survey:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age of first kiss: 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of people you've kissed: too many to count WHORE with HERPES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French kissing is: fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best kisser you know: south africans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst kisser you know: hehe um my freshman? until I trained him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The celebrity you'd like to kiss: JOHN  KRASINSKI. AND I HOPE THE KISSING LEADS TO A HAPPY ENDING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend you would like to kiss: all my friends are girls and i am not a lesbian so no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite movie kiss: the notebook COME ON ITS KISSING I NTHE RAIN I'M ONLY HUMAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you kiss on the first date?: do i FUCK on the first date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes open or closed?: closed you creeper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Average number of kisses you get a day: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever kissed a friend's boyfriend or girlfriend?: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last person you kissed: south african&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best places to be kissed: neck or mouth or anywhere except unsexy places (ie, on my foot or something ew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you kissed someone of the same sex?: HAHAH WHEN DID I DO THIS SURVEY!? MY ANSWER WAS NO AHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the opposite sex?: chyea boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider kissing cheating: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longest you've gone without a kiss: NINE MONTHS. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiss you regret most is: none of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissing in public is: gross and breeds herpes, syphilis, and AIDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tongue rings are: gross and breed herpes, syphilis, and AIDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two girls kissing is: a straight guy's penis explosion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two guys kissing is: a gay guy's penis explosion</content>
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