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  <updated>2008-07-18T14:40:24Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eireerie:2549</id>
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    <title>I got in!</title>
    <published>2008-07-18T14:38:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-18T14:40:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Wow, I was reading over that entry where&amp;nbsp;I was bang in the middle of studying for the exams, or one exam in particular. I GOT IN!! I'm over the moon.I still have a loooonng way to go.But&amp;nbsp;I will make it.I hope that doesn't sound cocky, but its not its not as if I have a choice. I simply have to get into third year psychology. And if it kills me, i will. If I have to study every single second of second year, I dont care, I will do it, I will FUCKING GET IN to third year.So thats that.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Anyway.........I LOVE psychology.I absolutely love it, there is nothing I would rather read about or learn.It is absolutely the most facinating wonderful thing that&amp;nbsp;I have ever been lucky enough to encounter.I literally devour psychology books, I read everything about it that I can get my hands on.Humans are facinating,wonderful creatures, to study how we think, make decisions,act, why we do certain things...........its amazing!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eireerie:1682</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Personality Trait = Trouble</title>
    <published>2008-04-30T20:05:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-30T20:05:37Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What personality trait has gotten you in the most trouble? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=378'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=378"&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
I&amp;nbsp;never respond to those&amp;nbsp;usually but this one strikes a particular chord with me. Undoubtedly, it is&amp;nbsp;my impulsivity. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eireerie:1450</id>
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    <title>Soundtracks.</title>
    <published>2008-03-28T11:57:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-28T11:57:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;There are so many amazing soundtracks. There are so many amazing books. Thus, I have a tendency to create soundtracks for books. Usually I do this unintentionally, where there there is this wonderful moment where I am listening to music &amp;amp; reading a book &amp;amp; suddenly, it seems that the music suits the book. For a lot of books, the music becomes embedded into the book to the point where they are inseperable, whenever I read that part of the book, the music starts playing in my head. Much of the music that I have for books, is music that I have now dislike, except for reading the book.&amp;nbsp;Ive been doing this since I was around 10, initially for Prisoner of Azkaban. Here are some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter &amp;amp; the Prisoner of Azkaban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Britney Spears- Oops I did it again (instrumental version).&lt;/u&gt; Beginning with the part where Harry et al. are in the Shrieking Shack with Sirius to the point where they leave the shack to hand in Pettigrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Britney Spears- Baby one more time&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Quidditch final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter &amp;amp; the Goblet of Fire.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;B*witched- Jesse Hold on&lt;/u&gt;. When the Weasleys come to collect Harry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Britney Spears- I want you for the rest of my life&lt;/u&gt;. At the Quidditch World Cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Britney Spears- Drive me crazy&lt;/u&gt;. When Harry is fighting the Hungarian Hornback dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Backstreet Boys- Larger than Life&lt;/u&gt;. The second that Harry grabs the gold cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Geri Halliwell- Ma sweeta&lt;/u&gt; ? Second task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;A1- Everytime/U2- Hold me, thrill me&lt;/u&gt;. When Harry is in the graveyard with Voldemort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;A1-Everytime&lt;/u&gt;. When Harry has just arrived back to Hogwarts after escaping Voldemort till Crouch tells his story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Westlife- If i let you go&lt;/u&gt;. Where Dumbledore starts roaring at Fudge till the end of that chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;South- Paint the Silence&lt;/em&gt;. Where Harry kisses Ginny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Braveheart soundtrack- track 17, when they are going to throw the sword&lt;/em&gt;. Dumbledore's funeral. (This is, I think, perfect music for that part).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuthering Heights.&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears-Everytime. Chap 16. (I swear, some of those lyrics are perfect for the Catherine-Heathcliff relationship). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eireerie:1250</id>
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    <title>Exams!</title>
    <published>2008-03-26T14:42:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-26T14:42:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Its that time of the year. The dreaded, stress-inducing, hair-tearing, sleep inhibiting exams are upon us again. I'm just in first year, but its the same as last year. And yet..........theres something beautiful about it too. I'm working to achieve a dream that I've harboured since I was around 11. That is kind of beautiful. And now, as the exam approaches, my longing to gain a place in second year is drastically increasing. I mean, come on, yes, I am wrecked, but.........its life!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ..............honestly dont know what I'm gonna do if I dont get a place in second year though. This is it for me. The final countdown, I HAVE to get into second year. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;The study room is completely thronged. Its an assault on the senses. A sea of bent heads, the quiet turning of pages &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;exasperated sighs, occasionally the heavy breathing of someone whos fallen asleep. Fair play to them all, its actually pretty&amp;nbsp;nice outside. &amp;nbsp;Listening to Monty Python- Always look on the bright side of life. Maybe appropriate now!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eireerie:897</id>
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    <title>Pissed Off.</title>
    <published>2008-03-11T19:26:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-13T20:53:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="2"&gt;I dunno....just having one of these days. My best friend and I still aren't right after what happened, or maybe for her what didn't happen when I visited her up at college that time. Immediately after the visit I was really creeped out and...wanted to stay away from her for a while. There was little contact between us for a while afterwards. I'm cool about it now, though maybe she isn't. Major MAJOR mistake visiting her that time. I dunno, I was talking to her on the phone on Saturday and it was &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;awkward. I dont think that shes adjusting well up there...and I hate myself coz she doesn't feel comfortable enough to tell me. What makes it worse is that we're going through a somewhat similiar experience at uni so maybe we'd be able to help each other. I hope....I dunno, I hope that she's happy. That she always will be, she deserves to be, shes an incredible person. I dunno though...but hey, not all friendships are perfect. Maybe its really rare to find someone you can completely trust and confide in.....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eireerie:565</id>
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    <title>Uni life.</title>
    <published>2008-03-05T16:54:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-13T20:54:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#808080"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="#99cc00"&gt;In university one learns a new language. Words like 'term' and 'homework' are effortly discarded for 'semester' and 'assignments'. 'Campus' becomes a frequently heard word in ones vocabulary. Suddenly, you are surrounded by 15000 people, instead of a mere 450. As you gaze at the sea of students packed into the lecture hall, you realize that can name maybe 3 people there. Its fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Going to uni is without doubt one of the best things that have ever happened to me. The very first day, I made a vow to myself as I ambled through a leafy path on campus. I swore that I am going to enjoy college, even when its tough and I have a million assignments to do, and endless exams, I will never forget, not for a second how lucky I am to be here. I haven't. Its been..6 months now (wow, where did the time pass?) and I absolutely love it! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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