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    <description><![CDATA[hi i'm nicole.
i'm the lead singer of THE CRUSH.




i love sushi.
i love going to shows
i make people laugh.
i love shopping.
i love drinking.
i have the most amazing friends in the entire world.
my friends are probably way cooler than you.
i love my family, even though they are crazy.
i hate stupid scene hair.
i have two tattoos, BUT that doesn't make me cool.
i love my sister.
i love my brother.
i miss my dog radar.
i love my dog butters danger.
i love my snake bettie.
i'm a style consultant.
i'm a full time ROCK STAR!
i'm a very busy girl.
i hate fake people.
i hate people who try to hard.
don't get on my bad side.
i'm awesome.]]></description>
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	      <title><![CDATA[make love in the backseat]]></title>
	      <link>http://rocknrollslut.buzznet.com/user/journal/108603/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[<span style="font-weight: bold;">just some random writing...&nbsp; i don't know if it all makes complete sense, but it felt nice to write</span> <br><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span><hr style="width: 100%; height: 2px;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span><img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/8/5/4/1/6/orig-85416.jpg" border="0"><br><br>what are&nbsp; you doing up so late<br></div>lonely girl<br>i think it's time you went home<br><br>this light that surrounds you engulfs me into<br>something i can't recognize<br>it paralyzes me<br><br>all the beautiful light inside me enraptures you<br>we swim<br>we swim like two rocks to the bottom of the sea<br>you can't stop me<br><br>feel inside dig it out<br>put it on the table like a puzzle for everyone to figure out<br><br>like two surgeons we split it in two <br>we wash up on the shore with two wings and gills<br>some sort of angel that came from a place in the middle<br>the middle of the bluest clearest seas<br>in between orange county and los angeles city<br><br>we'll fight and we'll fuck<br>we'll burn this whole city down<br><br>we didn't have a chance did we<br>we didn't have a chance to bury this town in the sea<br><br>my oceans i swim are full of different colored fish<br>brightly colored compared to the dull sidewalks and smog against the sky<br>we swim against the current <br>some rain storm in the middle of the sea<br>in between orange county and los angeles city<br>]]></description>
		  		  	<category>nicole viramontes</category>
		  		  	<category>the crush</category>
		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>rocknrollslut</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2007-01-30T18:11:00Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[anxiety...]]></title>
	      <link>http://rocknrollslut.buzznet.com/user/journal/107907/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[always moving...<br><br>pack up your shit. put it in a box, or a crate.&nbsp; put it in a big truck and move to a new part of town.&nbsp; un pack... what's the point.&nbsp; just to pack again.. move to a new part of town.&nbsp; a new room.&nbsp; fresh hospital wall white paint.&nbsp; slop on the white.&nbsp; erase the person before.&nbsp; sit in your empty room trying to make sense of the boxes.<br><br>what is what.&nbsp; what goes where?&nbsp; as soon as you feel settled your stuff is back in boxes again.&nbsp; pack up your stuff put it in a box, or a crate.&nbsp; put it in a big truck and move to a new part of town.<br>]]></description>
		  		  	<category>nicole viramontes</category>
		  		  	<category>the crush</category>
		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>rocknrollslut</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2007-01-29T14:13:38Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[all dressed up and nothing to do]]></title>
	      <link>http://rocknrollslut.buzznet.com/user/journal/103207/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[drunk, and annoyed.<br><br>impatient, and ignorent.<br><br>all dressed up wasting it on my good ol house shoes.<br><br>ignored, and cheated.<br><br>simple, and everything you hated.<br><br>beautiful, and nothing you ever wanted me to be.<br>]]></description>
		  		  	<category>nicole viramontes</category>
		  		  	<category>the crush</category>
		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>rocknrollslut</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2007-01-20T23:47:38Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[you are simply amazing]]></title>
	      <link>http://rocknrollslut.buzznet.com/user/journal/102773/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[i've been heavily drinking the past couple of days.&nbsp; a little binge.&nbsp; i went to a show last night.&nbsp; two of my friend's bands were playing.&nbsp; they did well, i'm very proud.&nbsp; now they're going to be gone for two months.&nbsp; there's a deep worry in my heart for them.&nbsp; come back in one piece boys.<br><br>you'll be in my thoughts.<br><br><br>]]></description>
		  		  	<category>nicole viramontes</category>
		  		  	<category>the crush</category>
		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>rocknrollslut</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2007-01-20T02:49:29Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[sick with thought]]></title>
	      <link>http://rocknrollslut.buzznet.com/user/journal/101711/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[woke up late.&nbsp; again.&nbsp; i'm starting to sense a trend.&nbsp; called everyone and their mom back.&nbsp; too many missed calls when i woke up.<br><br>it's hard not to think you're defective when someone you hardly see tells you they're not blowing you off... that they just need "space".&nbsp; space... hmm.&nbsp; how much space can you get from a person you never see.&nbsp; i lost a bad choice in a man for one that ignores me.&nbsp; is it karma, or fate?&nbsp; maybe i just lost track of time, and stayed suspended in this place for too long.<br><br>"passive aggresive bitchiness.... that i don't need"<br><br>"i deserve the sweetest girl in the world"<br><br>the world chews up sweet girls and spits them out onto laundry lines to dry.&nbsp; i'm gooey, red, and black on the inside.&nbsp; so is everyone else.&nbsp; i'm made of all the same materials just put together in a different order.&nbsp; i'm transparent, lonely, and bored.&nbsp; i need a lightning bolt, a shroud of light, a muse.&nbsp; can you or anyone else be these things?&nbsp; i'm not desperate for attention.&nbsp; just longing for what everyone else does... piece of mind.<br><br>in the early afternoon i met up with an old friend who is taking the plunge i wouldn't dare to do.&nbsp; he's getting married.&nbsp; when we were kids he asked me to marry him in sort of a joking way, but when we talked of it today he told me that he thought it just might have worked.&nbsp; in a twisted way that these two very opposite people would have made it work.&nbsp; maybe that's what love is.&nbsp; it's not an all consuming passion.&nbsp; it's compromise.&nbsp; <br><br>passion = lust<br><br>a safe bet + commitment = disaster looming<br><br>opposites attract?<br><br>if there's any truth in the last statement then i've been going about looking for love in ALL the wrong places.&nbsp; i've been looking around all the wrong corners of my small part of the world.&nbsp; i can feel an adventure coming on i just can't say what it is quite yet.&nbsp; it's bound to be fun, but created to break my heart.<br><br>i spent the last part of my day driving to downtown long beach with my dad.&nbsp; i sat in the lobby of an attorney's office that was going to be handling my DUI case.&nbsp; i grew impatient with waiting.&nbsp; i imagine hell will be something like a waiting room.&nbsp; just waiting for your number to be called.&nbsp; looking at bad wall paper, and crumby magazines spralled across the table.<br><br>i felt anxiety when i sat in the big chairs in my attorney's office.&nbsp; RICHARD L. POLAND, richard l. poland, richard, rich, dick.&nbsp; he was a nice man.&nbsp; he seemed like a father figure of sorts.&nbsp; he called a DUI a "money crime".&nbsp; it's going to suck all the money out of my pockets for a while.&nbsp; he gave me advice on life, and an empty envelope that said handwritten in black sharpie "ANTI-DUI KIT".&nbsp; i'm supposed to put five, twenty dollar bills in it, and keep it with me when i go out.&nbsp; this will prevent me from getting behind the wheel if i'm over the legal limit.<br><br>i'm supposed to walk away more enlightened, but all i could feel was STRESS.&nbsp; how in the world am i supposed to make ends meet like this?<br><br>"ANTI-DUI KIT" why didn't someone show me this earlier?&nbsp; why?&nbsp; cause i never would have listened.<br>]]></description>
		  		  	<category>nicole viramontes</category>
		  		  	<category>the crush</category>
		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>rocknrollslut</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2007-01-17T22:39:10Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[o v e r t h i n k e v e r y t h i n g .]]></title>
	      <link>http://rocknrollslut.buzznet.com/user/journal/101221/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[listening to : dashboard<br><br>feeling : nothing<br><br>thinking of : someone who shouldn't be thought of as special<br><br>wasted : time<br><br>i had a random night filled with alcohol and lies.&nbsp; woke up to acoustic guitar and singing.&nbsp; my very own preformance in my bedroom.&nbsp; we spoke of marriage, and then left it at that.&nbsp; get ready cause i'm ready to leave in an instant.<br><br>slept until the light in my room was bright and it was unbearable to keep my eyes shut.&nbsp; they fluttered, fluttered, fluttered than sprang open.&nbsp; it was almost afternoon and i was just waking.&nbsp; i woke up without care.&nbsp; free for an instant until reality crept into my head.<br><br>o v e r t h i n k e v e r y t h i n g .<br>]]></description>
		  		  	<category>nicole viramontes</category>
		  		  	<category>the crush</category>
		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>rocknrollslut</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2007-01-16T21:32:02Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[pumped]]></title>
	      <link>http://rocknrollslut.buzznet.com/user/journal/100739/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[we'll hang on the phone and talk for hours.&nbsp; you make me laugh so hard my sides hurt the next day.&nbsp; you tell the best stories.&nbsp; there's really not another person who would have my back like you do.&nbsp; BFFFFFF.&nbsp; fucking love you.&nbsp; you give me a raging clue. bwahaha.<br><br>today:&nbsp; woke up late.went to work.laughed so hard i almost cried.thought less about unimportant things.smiled.smiled.smiled.now i'm home.my dog is barking at nothing.he's in love with me i swear.<br><br>the future: my name in lights.<br><br>xo.&nbsp;&nbsp;  <br>]]></description>
		  		  	<category>nicole viramontes</category>
		  		  	<category>the crush</category>
		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>rocknrollslut</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2007-01-15T23:42:53Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[01.14.07]]></title>
	      <link>http://rocknrollslut.buzznet.com/user/journal/100013/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[woke up.<br><br>got dressed.<br><br>went to work.<br><br>ran, ran ran around until my feet hurt.<br><br>ate pizza.<br><br>ready to let out frustrations....<br><br>ready to get out of the house.<br><br>let's see who's going to make the next move.<br><br><br>]]></description>
		  		  	<category>nicole viramontes</category>
		  		  	<category>the crush</category>
		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>rocknrollslut</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2007-01-14T18:39:42Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[so pissed]]></title>
	      <link>http://rocknrollslut.buzznet.com/user/journal/99389/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[i've been having so much negative energy around me lately.&nbsp; it's so annoying.&nbsp; it's like the second i start to laugh and smile about something...i get brought right back down.<br><br>today was kinda cool.&nbsp; we had my little brother's 11th birthday party today at skate depot.&nbsp; it was super boring.&nbsp; i broke my wrist there when i was little... twice.&nbsp; the same one in fact.&nbsp; i sat on little colorful benches, ate pizza, and birthday cake.<br><br>i wanted to go the the reel big fish show tonight, but it was lame i couldn't make it.&nbsp; bah. i really wanted to go, but i'm sure there will always be another one.<br><br>boys have been making me mad lately.&nbsp; i need a man not a boy.&nbsp; drives me insane.<br><br>i hate boys.<br><br>i hate men.<br><br>i hate fred especially.&nbsp; he's a little douche bag.&nbsp; if i see him on the street i'll punch him in the face for being a cocky asshole.&nbsp; i've done it before.&nbsp; don't doubt me.&nbsp;&nbsp;  <br>]]></description>
		  		  	<category>nicole viramontes</category>
		  		  	<category>the crush</category>
		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>rocknrollslut</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2007-01-13T17:39:20Z</dc:date>
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	      <title><![CDATA[anxiety...]]></title>
	      <link>http://rocknrollslut.buzznet.com/user/journal/98804/</link>
	      <description><![CDATA[i'm having this strange anxiety... which may or may not be directly related to my DUI.&nbsp; <br><br>i hate anxiety.&nbsp; it's the worst.&nbsp; i need to blow off some steam.&nbsp; too bad i have to go into work.<br><br>i need something to lift my spirits.&nbsp; anyone have a light?<br><br>-nix.xo&nbsp;&nbsp;  <br>]]></description>
		  		  	<category>nicole viramontes</category>
		  		  	<category>the crush</category>
		  		  <category>Buzznet</category>
	      <dc:creator>rocknrollslut</dc:creator>
	      <dc:date>2007-01-12T16:17:46Z</dc:date>
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