<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:07:38.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WiReD</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;WiReD&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-109156804746915020</id><published>2004-08-03T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T14:20:47.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/207/1428/640/110_1091.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/207/1428/320/110_1091.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-109156804746915020?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/109156804746915020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/109156804746915020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109156804746915020' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-109156799487749894</id><published>2004-08-03T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T14:19:54.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/207/1428/640/110_1074.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/207/1428/320/110_1074.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-109156799487749894?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/109156799487749894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/109156799487749894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109156799487749894' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-107638806093773985</id><published>2004-02-09T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T20:43:25.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We didn't see it coming...I didn't see it coming. I thought he was so happy, i thought he was doing fine. I could still see him dancing at the valencia dance, I could still see him there in jill's living room, I could still see him in micah's room sleeping on the floor, i could still see him on the computer, I could still see him sitting next to me while his parents drove us home...I could still hear him say "You were like this, falling off the bed"...I knew who he was, I knew he was my cousins classmate, my best friends cousin, and I knew he was Ajong...but I never knew truly what he felt inside God I wish I did...I wish we all did and maybe we could've all helped out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to his mom and dad, his aunts and uncles, jill, ada, micah, joel, john, the rest of their family, and all michael's friends...he's in peace now, everything will be alright soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-107638806093773985?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/107638806093773985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/107638806093773985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107638806093773985' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-107306523603610744</id><published>2004-01-02T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T09:42:10.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Virgo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analytical Virgo, as the sixth sign of the zodiac, you represent purity, perfection, and practicality. Virgos put things in order to unify the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercury, the planet of mental and intellectual principles, and ruler of Virgo, makes you a methodical and organized worker who brings an analytical, systematic approach to all facets of life. You project a serious image overall, one only strengthened by your problem-solving skills and fastidious refinement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours is the second of the earth signs, which makes you a dependable, responsible individual. You are reserved and modest in your behavior, and discriminating in your choices. You connect strongly to Mother Earth, and are therefore extremely health-conscious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Virgo, you rule the sixth house of the horoscope, associated with the quality of work. Furthermore, this section of the chart shows how you analyze, deal with, and communicate details. The sixth house also involves health matters in general. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgo mode is mutable, which means that you are a levelheaded communicator who makes sure that whatever is being discussed is precise and accurate. Your role in a team is that of quality control. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strengths lie in your sharp mental powers, especially in scientific, or technical areas. You are well spoken and witty, and have a good understanding of other people's problems. Above all, you're a great problem solver, providing clear analysis to complex issues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weaknesses are that you tend to be too much of a perfectionist, which can lead you to pedantic, petty, or schoolmasterly behavior. Your critical and sometimes negative outlook on life can be a downer for others, who may describe you as reserved, overly critical, and timid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-107306523603610744?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/107306523603610744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/107306523603610744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107306523603610744' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-107153802912733462</id><published>2003-12-15T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T17:28:20.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To Bosco Boys: Again I am sorry I didn't write u guys Kairos letters and I really feel horrible! please forgive me?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i'm sorrrrrrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyy!!!!!!!! u know i love you and that u all mean so much to me...thank you for being such great friends and for being there when i needed to vent or cry...i promise i will make it up to u guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-107153802912733462?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/107153802912733462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/107153802912733462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107153802912733462' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-107073271488845541</id><published>2003-12-06T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T09:46:13.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/ghettokitty/1047299736_entrancing.jpg" border="0" alt="entrancing"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You have an entrancing kiss~ the kind that leaves&lt;br&gt;your partner bedazzled and maybe even feeling&lt;br&gt;he/she is dreaming.  Quite effective; the kiss&lt;br&gt;that never lessens and always blows your&lt;br&gt;partner away like the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ghettokitty/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20kiss%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of kiss are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-107073271488845541?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/107073271488845541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/107073271488845541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107073271488845541' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-106883708827069298</id><published>2003-11-14T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T11:11:57.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i finally have no school...thank the lord! i know alot of us need a break form school, but the teachers still give us homework no matter what...well, tis okay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was Aj's birthday...Happy 17th birthday! it's funny how people go "you're only 17!" to him and to me "you're older than him!"...this may sound weird but i find it kind of cool! lol! lndskljndndsajk! i'm funny! yesterday was good...i met some of aj's relatives was soooo nervous...i thought they were gonna interrogate me, but in fact they didn't...one of his aunts talked to me and she was cool cause she lives in japan and she can speak a little japanese which is so rad...after eating at bj's, we dropped off monica and went back to his house...i wanted him to open his gift so i could go home and sleep cause i was sooooooooo tired! you know how sometimes when u give a gift u give a fake gift...well, that's what i did but his parents were watching him open it so i got freaaked out so i told him it was fake lol! and i rushed him to open it....yeah but in the end he got his laker game tickets and was surprised...so my goal to surprise him was fulfilled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far today i practically cleaned parts of my house because my parents told me to...right now u are probably asking what inspired me to blog...well, the thing that inspired me to write was reading aprille's and my mom's kairos letters to me...reading them again i couldn't help but cry...they were both letters that made my kairos special to me...they both touched me...it makes me want to go to kairos again, to experience the peace and beauty, to have the closeness and unity of everyone, to love someone and not be judged, to be able to be free and let go...alot of people say ohhh kairos is like confirmation class...but those people who have said that have not gone on kairos...kairos is a whole different experience from any other retreat you have gone on...kairos is a release from the real world and from the stress...you learn to be more optimistic and you learn who you really are, what you really believe in, and what you really feel...i really do want to go back...i want to cry again...i want to LIVE THE FOURTH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-106883708827069298?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/106883708827069298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/106883708827069298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106883708827069298' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-106529398405734635</id><published>2003-10-04T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-04T11:59:44.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE=7&gt;!LIVE THE FOURTH!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you to my mom, dad, all the adult leaders, student leaders, the retreatants and the people who wrote me letters...you all have made kairos worthwhile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-106529398405734635?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/106529398405734635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/106529398405734635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106529398405734635' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-106287081323430516</id><published>2003-09-06T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T10:53:33.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all of you people need to watch REAL WORLD cause CT made the coolest fruit thingy covered in chocolate...it looked so delicious! good gad! i want that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-106287081323430516?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/106287081323430516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/106287081323430516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106287081323430516' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-106005763334153146</id><published>2003-08-04T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-04T21:27:13.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!!!! i  haven't blogged in 3984923942394892390 years and i am quite sorry! but i did post in the recess crew blog and it's pretty long...so i guess i'll just narrow it down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad news:&lt;br /&gt;-did not read summer reading books&lt;br /&gt;-2 more weeks before school&lt;br /&gt;-did not buy my senior books for the year&lt;br /&gt;-confused with college&lt;br /&gt;-i need to prepare for SATs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news:&lt;br /&gt;-finished summer school with an A-! cooool!&lt;br /&gt;-my pot, taylor, is great!&lt;br /&gt;-i am a license driver! awesome&lt;br /&gt;-the best news for last is...i'm with aj! he's my bitch! jk!sdbwjhashd! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;-we're fuckin seniors!&lt;br /&gt;-i miss my friends!&lt;br /&gt;-ryan is leaving soon! imma miss him! shoobedaska&lt;br /&gt;-steffi and ken...awwww how cute&lt;br /&gt;-congratulations to everyone who got a job over the summer...&lt;br /&gt;-it's mating season lol!&lt;br /&gt;-again i miiiiiisssssss everyone&lt;br /&gt;-and lisa is my lover&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-106005763334153146?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/106005763334153146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/106005763334153146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106005763334153146' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-105695559745218131</id><published>2003-06-29T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-29T23:48:53.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tha begotten wun: aye im bout to peace out&lt;br /&gt;tha begotten wun: but&lt;br /&gt;tha begotten wun: just thot id say hi&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: that's sweet...thanks&lt;br /&gt;tha begotten wun: ha&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: where are u going?&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: going to sleep or out to a party?&lt;br /&gt;tha begotten wun: no party tonight&lt;br /&gt;tha begotten wun: lol&lt;br /&gt;tha begotten wun: eesh im not that bad&lt;br /&gt;tha begotten wun: lol&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: lol&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: well it is summer&lt;br /&gt;tha begotten wun: i snuck out last night&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: so everyday is a party day&lt;br /&gt;tha begotten wun: went to 7-11&lt;br /&gt;tha begotten wun: i needed a slurpe&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: loooooooooooool&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: kjbsdjbnhjsbjkdfds&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: i thought u went to some party! not to 711!&lt;br /&gt;tha begotten wun: nah&lt;br /&gt;tha begotten wun: i had just gotten back from a party&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: ohhh&lt;br /&gt;tha begotten wun: aight baby cakes&lt;br /&gt;tha begotten wun: im out  &lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: alright good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-105695559745218131?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/105695559745218131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/105695559745218131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105695559745218131' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-105679129026574211</id><published>2003-06-28T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T02:10:00.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jarrett: wow im falling asleep&lt;br /&gt;jarrett: im goin to bed&lt;br /&gt;jarrett: gnite hot stuff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-105679129026574211?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/105679129026574211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/105679129026574211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105679129026574211' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-105663835340535241</id><published>2003-06-26T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T07:40:10.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAWAII HERE I COME! even though i'm staying for a little while (i waaas suppose to stay for eight days, but stupid summer school! whatever dude!) atleast i am going...well anyways i saved up alot of money to buy souveniers (is that how u spell it?) and yes i'll try and buy everyone k! okay adios amigos y familia! laters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. pray that i meet a hoooooooooooooooooot boy ( i prefer white, but any will do!) and also pray that i don't lose my glasses or anything else of great value to me k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-105663835340535241?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/105663835340535241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/105663835340535241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105663835340535241' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-95970662</id><published>2003-06-23T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-23T22:02:15.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i looooooooooooooooooooooooooove "FROM JUSTIN TO KELLY" sooooooooooooooooooo muuuuuuuuuch! duuuude imma buy the soundtrack...thanks berna for the date! it was wonderful! gosh i love justin and kelly! they looked wrong together, but i just imagined i was kelly! sdkjnfjknesdjklfnuised!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-95970662?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/95970662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/95970662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#95970662' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-95936191</id><published>2003-06-22T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-22T22:41:25.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;I LOVE MY FAMILY!&lt;/FONT&gt; they are the best! i wouldn't trade my cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents, and parents and etc. for the world! today they all helped me with my art project which took a loooooooong time and i am very grateful...like even the ones that i thought wouldn't help did and i was soo thankful...thank you thank you thank you...i owe u guys sooooo much...PASSADELIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHH YES ONE MORE THING...THE JUSTIN CONCERT WAS LIKE WHOA! GOSH HE'S SOOOOOOO HOTT! thanks aj, monica, bobby, baby and shelly for an awesome time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-95936191?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/95936191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/95936191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#95936191' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-95734892</id><published>2003-06-16T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T17:25:31.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so anyways today was my first day of summer school and it went by pretty fast...i love ms. douglass, but seriosuly she scares the heck out of me! she kind of like those teachers that when they give you a compliment it makes u want to cry because u are soo happy!" sdflkmlksdmklfmkldklmf! okay so she talked for about two hours and then the next two hours we started our second/first project...all i have to say is WATER COLORS are MY WORST ENEMY! good gad my thing look like a blob...it was liek the colors just spread and connetced with each other to make this horrific blob! whatever dude! in drawing and painting i could only do one thing DRAW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on...volleyball tryouts was pretty good for me and it was fun...i talk toooooooo much! well yeah again soooooo many people tryout and then they all leave the next day, but hey! maybe things will change...okay so yeah that's it and also to diana i am rooting for you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-95734892?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/95734892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/95734892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#95734892' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-95707316</id><published>2003-06-15T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T23:26:08.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay sooooooo it is sunday and my weekend was tiring but sooooooooo fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i'm gonna miss everyone that was in riza's debut...good gad! although we had our grumpy times dude we had so much fun didn't we! okay the debut was sooooooooooooo long...i just wanted to dance and see the movie that we made...i barely ate anything and that stupid MC suuuuuuuuuuuuuucked ass...i wanted to shoot her cause all she did was talk about herself and play the piano so she could show off! omg! she's soooooo dumb! okay whatever! well the after partay was soooooooooooooo much fun! good times...soooooooooooooo many funny things happened i wish u guys were there! so i knocked out and we all woke up at 10:30 and checked out at 11...then we went to ihop, ate and then said our goodbyes! hopefully we do see each other again cause that would suck if we didn't keep in touch...aww tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i have to get ready for school and volleyball tryouts...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-95707316?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/95707316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/95707316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#95707316' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-95513478</id><published>2003-06-10T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T10:15:42.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>K i had the wierdest dream ever! i shall tell you guys it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me and melissa rob smart and finals with are cool plan (i cannot recall how we robbed it so i can't write it down) and so we try not to be obvious when we are walking out, but we are walking suuuuuuuuuuuper slow and i'm telling melissa to move faster, but she isn't and im totally freaking out and so we finally reach "sunshine" her yellow bug and instead of going off right away... she takes her time with me in the car spazzing out telling her to hurry... and then the next time i look, i see her talking on the phone to gaucho!!!! and i'm like wtf! and all of a sudden this security guard who is black (i have to note that because it is important) comes to us and starts talking to us and he's asking us questions like "did u hear about the blah blah blah" and all of sudden he turns in ASHTON KUTCHER as the security guard (jkaensjkdfnjskdfjksd!) okay and then smart and finals is closing and we are still in the parking lot and i tell ashton "too bad smart and finals is closing without the money will it effect the economy...think ashton think!" and he's like "yeah...awww well...i don't know" and after that i say to him that we have to go and so while we're driving away...ashton's arm is still in the window! sdkjfnjksdnjkf! okay then he tells us to roll it down and then when we do he drops a hint that he knows he have the money, but he lets us go...and so me and melissa have alot of money in our hands k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm such a freak aren't i!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-95513478?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/95513478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/95513478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95513478' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-95456233</id><published>2003-06-09T00:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-09T00:54:43.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh yeah DANCE DANCE DANCE!!!!! dancing is fun yo!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-95456233?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/95456233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/95456233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95456233' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-95456222</id><published>2003-06-09T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-09T00:54:20.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well I haven't blogged in awhile, i mean like really blogged, but I right now what i want to say is the first week (not a full week, but a week) of summer has already passed and it has been AWESOME! thanks to all you who have made it possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight was soooooooooooooooo COOL...thank you melissa for asking me to go with you and thanks allie and all the people in the court for having such nice dances! I had fun! thank you melissa/jaded for everything! for all the rides and all the talks and everything else! big MUAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-95456222?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/95456222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/95456222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95456222' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-95378219</id><published>2003-06-06T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T10:29:24.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake your body line&lt;br /&gt;Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake itall the time&lt;br /&gt;Work, work, work, senora, work your body line&lt;br /&gt;Work, work, work, senora, work itall the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girl's name is Senora&lt;br /&gt;I tell you friends, I adore her&lt;br /&gt;And when she dances, oh brother&lt;br /&gt;She's a hurry-cane in all kinds of weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can talk about cha cha&lt;br /&gt;Tango, waltz, or de rumba&lt;br /&gt;Senora's dance has more title&lt;br /&gt;You jump in the saddle&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to de bridle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-OK, I believe you&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-Rock your body, child!&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-Somebody, help me!&lt;br /&gt;(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-Whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senora, she's a sensation&lt;br /&gt;The reason for av-iation&lt;br /&gt;And fellas, you got to watch it&lt;br /&gt;When she wind up she bottom she go like a rocket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake, shake, shake, senora &lt;hand claps five beats&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake your body line&lt;br /&gt;Work, work, work, senora &lt;hand claps five beats&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work itall the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance, dance, dance, senora &lt;hand claps five beats&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance itall the time&lt;br /&gt;Work, work, work, senora &lt;hand claps five beats&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work itall the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senora dances calypso&lt;br /&gt;Left to right is de tempo&lt;br /&gt;And when she gets the sensation&lt;br /&gt;She go up in the air&lt;br /&gt;Come down in slow motion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake your body line&lt;br /&gt;Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake itall the time&lt;br /&gt;Work, work, work, senora!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i did some editing! it's toooooo long! this song is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-95378219?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/95378219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/95378219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95378219' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-95156724</id><published>2003-06-01T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-01T09:40:08.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;CONGRATULATIONS BERNARD ON GRADUATING!&lt;/FONT&gt; what a smart boy...graduating with magna cumm lade! good gad! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINDING NEMO is sooooooooooooooooooooooooo cuuuuuuuuuuute! i advise people to watch it....my favorite characters are Dori and that turtle dude i forgot his name skeeter or something like that...whatever just watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goal this summer is to become a surfer chica! we shall start on June 17! why? because i am going to MAUI! and my mom's boss' son (confusing isn't it?) is letting me use his board...isn't that awesome! how exciting! okay that's it! bye! okay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-95156724?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/95156724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/95156724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95156724' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-94910940</id><published>2003-05-26T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-26T14:28:16.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sdfsdfsdfsdf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-94910940?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/94910940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/94910940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94910940' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-94764018</id><published>2003-05-22T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T18:33:36.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling right now: relieved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of anger has subsided...i finally told aprille how i felt...i think the whole "shoot" thing just made all my issues with her explode...and with berna....i think we cleared things up...hopefully yes...i'm sorry if i made things into a big deal, but how was i not suppose to know it wasn't a big deal...but it's over and done with...i can be bitchy i know that and i'll try not to do that anymore...i really do appreciate talking about "whatever it was" since it wasn't a problem or issue...the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-94764018?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/94764018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/94764018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94764018' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-94760421</id><published>2003-05-22T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T18:22:52.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;feeling right now&lt;/b&gt;: angered, mad and so dissappointed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three quotes that have ummmmmm made me feel sooooooooo pissed off and i shall explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just want to shoot them. who? Melissa and Ashley!"&lt;br /&gt;dude! the reason i said "weren't u listening!" was because what u said after that is the same thing we had been saying throughout the whole meeting! first off we did say let's combine the two and secondly we did say let's not give any details we'll figure out the rest later! only themes! and advice to you watch what your saying out loud because some people (whom u don't want to hear) will hear and tell the other people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm so glad that i could talk about my problem! LoL...do you know what i'm even talking about? you bestest friend. i remember when you asked me what you should get her for kris kringle!" duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude...what was your problem! i seem to always get you mad or disappoint you....what am i doing wrong...it hurts to know that you had to say that stuff in someone's yearbook...it hurts to know that u had a problem and didn't even confront me...maybe i'm jumping to a conclusion, but it's freakin obvious from what i read...aren't friends suppose to tell each other or give some sort of sign that they have a problem, but nooooooooooo u did nothing of the sort...it so sad that i had to find out through reading something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i hope you and him stay together for a long time and nothing gets in your way! (and you know who i'm talking about)" dude don't write those kind of things in a yearbook...seriously it's stupid...again i maybe assuming things, but most people would assume the same thing i am right now...how dare u think i would do that...if u know me then u would know that i am not a whore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you seriously have a problem with me or even did...i would like to know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-94760421?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/94760421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/94760421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94760421' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-94565614</id><published>2003-05-18T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-18T22:09:30.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=4&gt;It ain't your booty, it's your beauty!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;The seXTERRA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;I drove my drunk dad home! well he wasn't that drunk, but woohoo for me!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;gosh...seriously AJ we're weird...stop talking to me!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-94565614?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/94565614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/94565614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94565614' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-94418005</id><published>2003-05-15T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T16:40:16.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the stokin' dance posse: me, ally (big bootyliscious), melissa (jaded buddie), abby (the abmeister), aimee (chadow) and gracy (sexy sexy) did a swweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet job today in the talent show...the sound system in our school blew out on US and we had to sing it while we were dancing...it was sooooooo cool cause u know most people would just stop and start all over but dude we practically sang throughout the whole 3 min...i am soooo proud...but it could've been sweeeeter if we did have the music! BUT we were still together in our moves exactly "NSYNC" and awww our costumes were the best! dude it was fuckin radical! shatongs! ohh yeah i said "shatongs" not "oh shit" on stage guys! BAM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last thing...i don't know what club position i hold in multi-cultural club, but i am an officer and also i am president of the anime club woohoo i am moving on up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-94418005?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/94418005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/94418005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94418005' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-94237936</id><published>2003-05-12T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-12T18:33:55.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i opened my yearbook because &lt;b&gt;aica&lt;/b&gt; my ring sister was finished with it and i found at the bottom of my ybk, our beautiful song "The Way You Look Tonight" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day, when I'm awfully low,&lt;br /&gt;When the world is cold,&lt;br /&gt;I will feel a glow just thinking of you...&lt;br /&gt;And the way you look tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you're lovely, with your smile so warm&lt;br /&gt;And your cheeks so soft,&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing for me but to love you,&lt;br /&gt;And the way you look tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each word your tenderness grows,&lt;br /&gt;Tearing my fear apart...&lt;br /&gt;And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,&lt;br /&gt;It touches my foolish heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely ... Never,  ever change.&lt;br /&gt;Keep that breathless charm.&lt;br /&gt;Won't you please arrange it ?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I love you ... Just the way you look tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm,  Mm, Mm,  Mm,&lt;br /&gt;Just the way you look to-night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i saw it, it made me sad because it made me realize that she is going to be graduating soon and will be no more in imac, i'm going to miss &lt;b&gt;aica&lt;/b&gt; and i love her so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-94237936?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/94237936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/94237936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94237936' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-94165395</id><published>2003-05-11T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T14:29:38.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/Y/yourgoodfriend/1041833830_ndthatssad.gif" border="0" alt="you suck, and that's sad"&gt;&lt;br&gt;you are the "you suck, and that's sad"&lt;br&gt;happy bunny. your truthful, but can be a bit&lt;br&gt;brutal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/yourgoodfriend/quizzes/which%20happy%20bunny%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;which happy bunny are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/coolhound/1051419609_cturesYale.gif" border="0" alt="Yale"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yale&lt;br /&gt;You're second best, and you know it. Still, those&lt;br&gt;riding the crimson wave may be slightly&lt;br&gt;smarter, slightly more prestigious, but you&lt;br&gt;know you're hipper. I mean, you're not hip --&lt;br&gt;your a nerd, for fuck's sake -- but you're&lt;br&gt;hipper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/coolhound/quizzes/Which%20Ivy%20League%20University%20is%20right%20for%20YOU%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Ivy League University is right for YOU?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKES ME LAUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-94165395?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/94165395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/94165395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94165395' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-94023962</id><published>2003-05-08T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T18:15:16.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Come Away With Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come away with me in the night&lt;br /&gt;Come away with me&lt;br /&gt;And I will write you a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come away with me on a bus&lt;br /&gt;Come away where they can't tempt us&lt;br /&gt;With their lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to walk with you &lt;br /&gt;On a cloudy day&lt;br /&gt;In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high&lt;br /&gt;So won't you try to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come away with me and we'll kiss&lt;br /&gt;On a mountaintop&lt;br /&gt;Come away with me&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never stop loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want to wake up with the rain&lt;br /&gt;Falling on a tin roof&lt;br /&gt;While I'm safe there in your arms&lt;br /&gt;So all I ask is for you&lt;br /&gt;To come away with me in the night&lt;br /&gt;Come away with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-94023962?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/94023962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/94023962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#94023962' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-93907564</id><published>2003-05-06T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T21:22:09.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on let me kick a little game to you&lt;br /&gt;Baby baby let me kick a little game with you (2x's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching you watching me&lt;br /&gt;And I know you want it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on let me kick a little game to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laying against the wall checking out the scenery&lt;br /&gt;All I see is everybody trying to get with me&lt;br /&gt;So I continue to play it crazysexycool&lt;br /&gt;Lost all composure when I laid my eyes on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;You just wanna know if you can kick some game&lt;br /&gt;Come with something more clever than just your name&lt;br /&gt;See it's like this I wanna take you home&lt;br /&gt;But you gotta show me that your game is on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching you watching me&lt;br /&gt;And I know you want it&lt;br /&gt;But it depends on how you kick your game (2x's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on let me kick a little game to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clubs about to close but you've only said a few words to me&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for a dose of your personality&lt;br /&gt;See I'm in the mood and if all goes right&lt;br /&gt;Baby you will be you will be going home with me tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Left Eye (YO)&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is kiss your hand&lt;br /&gt;Let you know I'm not just another fan I am the man&lt;br /&gt;And i don't give a damn about who you know&lt;br /&gt;I got a 48-track studio back at the crib&lt;br /&gt;So drop by you know where I live&lt;br /&gt;I see you all the time but on another note&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to dance&lt;br /&gt;UHH Nah I'm about to go and hang my coat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lopes&lt;br /&gt;It's been a month&lt;br /&gt;I called you twice...You called me once&lt;br /&gt;Baby come with me and be mine&lt;br /&gt;So we can make love on the 50 yard line&lt;br /&gt;You for me,and me for you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing in this world you know we couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;Yeah but who was that girl all on your back...&lt;br /&gt;Nicole&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a nigga that followed you to the coat rack&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on let me kick a little game with you&lt;br /&gt;Baby baby let me kick a little game to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-93907564?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/93907564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/93907564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93907564' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-93778229</id><published>2003-05-04T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T20:18:19.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there is good news and bad news, i would like to start off with the GOOD! &lt;b&gt;jaded, abby, aimee, gracy and ally&lt;/b&gt; are awesome dancers! duuuuuuuuuude in three days we have learned 4 dances! i am sooooo proud of these people! okay next is &lt;b&gt;steffi&lt;/b&gt; got confirmed and my sister's birthday was yesterday and they both got 100 dollars from mi papa! and then we went boiling (family outing) and ummmmmmmm lastly i watched XMEN! it was cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the BAD, ummm...i've been coughing alot lately...it's been a week! good gad! okay and i'm very tired and sore from all the practicing that we've been having...what else? ohhh yeah i'm not finished with my lab report or my research paper which is making me soooooooooo freakin scared that i am not going to get a good grade...and one more thing "i give up"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-93778229?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/93778229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/93778229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93778229' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-93710202</id><published>2003-05-03T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T10:16:07.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/sinizuh/1037687503_quizescool.jpg" border="0" alt="cooler than the fonz!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm just a cool person. People like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/sinizuh/quizzes/Why%20do%20people%20read%20your%20Livejournal%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Why do people read your Livejournal?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vinacross/1041991326_fPerfectGF.gif" border="0" alt="You're Perfect ^^"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Which&lt;br&gt;means you're rare or that you cheated :P You're&lt;br&gt;the kind of chick that can hang out with your&lt;br&gt;boyfriend's friends and be silly. You don't&lt;br&gt;care about presents or about going to fancy&lt;br&gt;placed. Hell, just hang out. You're just happy&lt;br&gt;being around your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vinacross/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Girlfriend%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1034056842_Image1.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are a Silent Dreamer...&lt;br /&gt;   Some say your a freak, others say your very&lt;br&gt;blunt, but the truth is your just&lt;br&gt;misunderstood. You understand a lot more then&lt;br&gt;you let on, but that doesn't stop you from&lt;br&gt;letting them think what they want. Who cares?&lt;br&gt;Your you, that's all thats importaint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/DreamingAbsinance/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20Dreamer%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of Dreamer are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-93710202?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/93710202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/93710202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93710202' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-93689078</id><published>2003-05-02T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T21:19:44.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.luminesce-impression.com/colorquiz.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.luminesce-impression.com/blue.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;what color are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-93689078?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/93689078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/93689078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93689078' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-93498737</id><published>2003-04-29T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T17:31:26.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right now i just found out that i have to rewrite a chapter of my story that i have been making for a long time because i lost the floppy disc that it was on...but the reason why i wanted to bring this up is that i was reading through it and i came up with the idea to quote somethings...i really don't know, but it might relate to you! or it might just be funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Are you alright?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes I’m alright…there’s nothing to worry about.”&lt;br /&gt;“I believe there is…I know you better than you think I do. Vacation is almost over, you have three days left and ever since you came home the same thing happens. You have the same blank look on your face. Even on Christmas with the whole family, at one point you were laughing and then all of a sudden you were gone. You’re different Ashley…It’s like you’ve…lost something.”&lt;br /&gt;Ashley stood up as Eowyn sat down. “I’m the same Ashley you’ve known your whole life. You just don’t remember because you’ve been away for so long.” She exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh don’t use that excuse, just cause I’ve been away doesn’t mean I will forget my sister or my brother…I’m asking you Ashley what’s wrong. Tell me.”&lt;br /&gt;Ashley sat down at the edge of her bed; her back facing Eowyn. “ I can’t tell you…”&lt;br /&gt;“Why? Is it that hard to tell me?” Eowyn asked her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing to make this uncorny my cousin &lt;b&gt;steffi&lt;/b&gt; is the funniest person i know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ROONEYtooney13&lt;/b&gt;: i had a really bad daydream like i was saying ur eulogy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ROONEYtooney13&lt;/b&gt;: but i was laughing and i said, "i remember when she pronounced my name wrong and we started laughing at her. and ate rhena kept correcting her and she cried."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-93498737?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/93498737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/93498737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93498737' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-93431023</id><published>2003-04-28T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T17:03:15.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;muchas gracias senorita rhea! ohh yeah and i love your hair it sooooo nice!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-93431023?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/93431023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/93431023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93431023' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-93380249</id><published>2003-04-27T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T22:53:02.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whatever dude all i can say is SCHOOL SUCKS! AND DAMMIT SPRING BREAK IS OVER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this spring break i have done more than the last two so yeah that's why it was grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreat (just like the kellogs tiger would say it!) sbadbjksadklkslmn! k i am weird! whatever dude my dad killed the week anyways what an asshole he can be! well i shall have a run through of what my spring break was like, but just this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;monday:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-suppose to go to good will with RJ! kldfnksdnk! but that doesn't workout! Hallie's present!&lt;br /&gt;-go to melissa's/rj's house...gaucho is already there! what a weenie! he is a meenie! &lt;br /&gt;-wait for jer, lo, sam and palor&lt;br /&gt;-pick up steffi&lt;br /&gt;-go bowling! gophers win! koalas lose! haha!&lt;br /&gt;-annoyed/different&lt;br /&gt;-old pasadena/oreo boba/window shopping&lt;br /&gt;-good talk with lo...i feel the love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;tuesday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-aprille's birthday&lt;br /&gt;-talk on the phone with kiss&lt;br /&gt;-go to kiss' house and meet ginger and chris&lt;br /&gt;-get balloons&lt;br /&gt;-eat at bj's for aprille's surprise lunch&lt;br /&gt;-"slide to the left duuuuuhhhh mmmmmmmmmmmmm uuuuuuuh" djsfnjksdnjkf inside joke! "if u wnat to block you no. just press *sixty soooooooooomething!"&lt;br /&gt;-surprise!&lt;br /&gt;-aprille's house: aprille, ray, allicia, lisa, sam, sharon, linda, louis, leo, chris, aj, eric, berna and me (if i forgot anyone tell me)&lt;br /&gt;-watched dvd's, laugh, talk, dance, eat, drink, cheeeeeeeeesemis and whatever whatevas!&lt;br /&gt;-press ok!&lt;br /&gt;-go home at 10:30 thanks ray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;wednesday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-woke up cause somebody "damn bastard" called! good gad i couldn't even talk&lt;br /&gt;-went jogging with aj, berna and eric&lt;br /&gt;-aj's house: talked, watch tv, damn sick porno lovers eric and berna! asdnfjnsdjfnskldknl! &lt;br /&gt;-cleaned house&lt;br /&gt;-go to costco&lt;br /&gt;-drive my life away&lt;br /&gt;-went to le studio with jaded and sam...fun times pro dancer jaded! sam and me are even better! skldklasmkld! whatever whatevas&lt;br /&gt;-confirmation...i was late&lt;br /&gt;-went to krispy kreme to visit krista; free samples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;thursday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-get a wake up call again! dude how many times!&lt;br /&gt;-go to costco again&lt;br /&gt;-sleep&lt;br /&gt;-get picked up by mark and we pick up aj and neil&lt;br /&gt;-annoying people! whatever dude!&lt;br /&gt;-go to taping, hungry, wait a long time...don't even get in! damn racist people jk!&lt;br /&gt;-eat at in n out&lt;br /&gt;-go bowling again with louis, eric, berna, neil and mark...fun times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;friday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sadness! depressed mode...thanks all of you who talked to me i love u sooo much!&lt;br /&gt;-dad brings me down even more&lt;br /&gt;-go to debut practice&lt;br /&gt;-emandizzy! don't even trizzle my nizzle! djsfnjkivykalsdmrjdsjlnfkljsdnkflericjndsfjknsdjkf!&lt;br /&gt;-eat at roscos mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! goooooood! ashlee is anorexic! geez she needs to eat! &lt;br /&gt;-talk about the black sheep...how dumb! whatever dude&lt;br /&gt;-sorry linda couldn't go to your party...heard everyone was blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! dkljfnjksdnjkfsdjknf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;saturday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wake up to the sound of hammering on my roof! 11:46&lt;br /&gt;-call abby, but she's not doing anything&lt;br /&gt;-tell my niece and my little cousin to carry all the groceries cause i am a lazy bum&lt;br /&gt;-fix my room&lt;br /&gt;-go to the mall with EO to find applications: saw some girl's ass with an ugly thong as she stood up from a chair dude that was funny! and i think it was my 7th grade teacher's daughter! &lt;br /&gt;-saw cammy! hello luv yah!&lt;br /&gt;-pick up krista; go to millenium; talk about the black sheep&lt;br /&gt;-everyone meets up at EO's house&lt;br /&gt;-go to the block&lt;br /&gt;-sleep in the car on the way back; they buy leo's&lt;br /&gt;-back to the house; play cards, watch tv and whateva whatevas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-93380249?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/93380249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/93380249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93380249' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-92874865</id><published>2003-04-18T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-18T22:18:18.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay well yeah today is &lt;b&gt;Good Friday&lt;/b&gt; and you're not suppose to do anything today, but I am sorry God i did, well not really, but i guess you can say i did...so my mom wakes me up at like 9:15 am to get ready to drive since i haven't been driving alot and so it's 10 o'clock and we head off to the freeway...okay well, we were going pretty far like to santa clarita which is close to valencia! and so i ask my mom if we can go visit &lt;b&gt;jill&lt;/b&gt; and she says sure! and so I am at the door of &lt;b&gt;jill's&lt;/b&gt; house and this was our talk on the phone "Open the door!" "No" "Open it!" "No! what are you doing here!?" lkdnfjknsdjkfnjksdfjjnkdf! maaaaaaaaaaaaaaan that was the best surprise ever! okay so i stay there and my mom leaves, we eat, go to the mall, talk about stuff, and that's about it...meet new people that are sooooooooooooooooooooo fuuuuuuuuuuunnny! let's go to the valley! -the end of the day...thanks &lt;b&gt;jill, micah and ada!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;2 Quarters = 50 cent&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thursday was coool...&lt;b&gt;anna&lt;/b&gt; invited me to go to eat at olive garden with recess people and so i go to her house and we bus it cause i don't want &lt;b&gt;anna&lt;/b&gt; to be alone and then we meet up &lt;b&gt;annie choi, sorah, monica, kathleen llave and diana&lt;/b&gt;...at olive garden we bond and what not and then to the mall for people to shop...&lt;b&gt;sorah&lt;/b&gt; buys a manga which is awesome and then we go back to &lt;b&gt;monica's&lt;/b&gt;...then i read the manga cause i am sooooo exicted and it's gooood and then i go play cranium! that game is stoooookin'! Well, then i have practice and &lt;b&gt;rj&lt;/b&gt; picks me up...practice starts and everyone practically doesn't remember everything and we have to go over stuff...me and &lt;b&gt;jason&lt;/b&gt; try new swing stuff which was fun man i wish we could that, but dammit...and then the practice ends! COURT OUTING!!!!! so at first we are freakin laggers!!!!!!!!!!! but we decide to go to &lt;b&gt;ENCHANTED FOREST&lt;/b&gt;! we barely go halfway and we start screaming our heads off and run! and no joke we hear screams from other people, but i'm sure other people were up there and just making fun of us...whatever! and then we jump in the car and start to drive off, but they want to finish what they started and so they go again without me, ashlee and czar...they finally come back...home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-92874865?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/92874865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/92874865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92874865' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-92754226</id><published>2003-04-16T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T19:56:19.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wenesday, April 16, 2003 is marked the day of the starting of IMMACULATE HEART STUDENTS SPRING BREAK! and what did i do!? go out with &lt;b&gt;Gail&lt;/b&gt; and her friend &lt;b&gt;Connie&lt;/b&gt;...thanks guys for early dinner and the shopping! i am pooped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now i shall say what i have done going backwards:&lt;br /&gt;school days (monday, tuesday, and wednesday): &lt;br /&gt;-everyday couldn't wait till spring break&lt;br /&gt;-work wasn't that much&lt;br /&gt;-time went by fast&lt;br /&gt;-chemistry is a bizznatch&lt;br /&gt;-the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday and Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;-PROM: ALL I CAN SAY IT'S A NIGHT I WON'T FORGET!&lt;br /&gt;-AFTER: HOTEL...BORING, FUUUUUUNNY, AND TIRING&lt;br /&gt;-SUNDAY: HOME, SLEEPY, AND WHATEVER WHATEVERS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-92754226?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/92754226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/92754226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92754226' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-92395234</id><published>2003-04-10T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-10T17:48:44.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i would like to say &lt;font size=3&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO: MONICA, ALLICIA, EO, NICKY AND HOLLY!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-92395234?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/92395234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/92395234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92395234' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-92261476</id><published>2003-04-08T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-08T19:25:24.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DiD u SaE wHiTe: man i am super tired&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: so am i!&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: bUt i can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: thinking botu the election and all&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: ohhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: well yeah i slept&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: and i don't think i can go back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: i need to stop doing it&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: hahah&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: WAKE UPP&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: yeah&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: u need to drive over here and tell me that&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: NO DRIVING FOR ME&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: I HAVE GIVEN UP ON THE REBEL CHILD&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: I GOT CAUGHTTT!!!&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: looooooooooool&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: bad aprille&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: omgggggg&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: 1st rule of being a rebel&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: you were my teacher!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: never get caught&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: 2nd rule of being a rebel&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: that isssss&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: never get caught&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: ;salkfj;lsajsad;fkjdsaf&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: THAT'S RULLE NUMBER ONEEEE&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: dude have u ever wtached fight club?&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: dude&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: 1st rule in fight club&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: don't talk about it&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: 2nd rule&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: don't talk about it&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: ;salkfj;salkjadfs NOOOO&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: what do u mean no!&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: 3rd rule of being a rebel&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: u can say no to other people but not to your master&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: me&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: aslkf;jsad;lfkjad;lfsjads;fjasdf;lkj&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: 4th rule if u broke the 1st and second rule about being caught&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: kill yourself&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: hahahahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: you're gayyyy&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: 5th rule&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: if you haven't killed yourself&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: DAMN SO MANY RULES&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: don't say u did it&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: no only a hundred&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: a;lskfj;lsadfj;adlkfjads;lfj&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: YOU'RE A FREAK&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: okay the last rule&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: the 100th rule in being a rebel &lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: is &lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: kk&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: NEVER&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: NEVER&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: NEVER&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: EVER&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: get caught?&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: haha&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: SAY ASHLEY MADE ME DO IT&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: ;LSADFJD;LSAKFJAD;LFJD;SALFKJDA;LFJADLFJ&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: TOO LATE!&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: A;LSDKFJD;LFSAJD;FSALKJD;FSAJ&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: ACTUALLY THERE IS 101 RULES&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: NEVER EVER EVER EVER&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: ayyyyyy chica&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: GET CAUGHT&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: what a gayyyy&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE wHiTe: THE LAST TWO ARE THE MOST IMPORTANT&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;DiD u SaE SeXaY: i can seeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-92261476?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/92261476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/92261476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92261476' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-92124045</id><published>2003-04-06T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T20:24:12.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the play is finally over!!!!! good gad! i am soooooooo tired k! well anyways i just wanted to thank the people who came to watch! it meant alot to me for you guys to come and support me and the other people in the play..it's really great that you guys took the time out of your weekend to see my bad acting, but thank you sooooooooooooo much! since it was my first play i really wanted everyone to come, but it is alright(sucks yeah)...thank you to the people who came again! mucho amor senoritas and senors!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-92124045?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/92124045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/92124045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92124045' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-91916384</id><published>2003-04-03T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T06:57:36.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=4&gt;It's OPENING NIGHT! WISH ME LUCK GUYS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-91916384?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91916384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91916384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91916384' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-91897681</id><published>2003-04-02T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-02T22:39:28.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=5&gt;Fuckin' Family Feud! No Joke!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-91897681?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91897681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91897681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91897681' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-91594105</id><published>2003-03-29T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T00:17:25.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>listening to: "At last" (two versions) by Etta james or by Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;.....cool song dl it!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At Last, Our love has come along,&lt;br /&gt;My lonely days are over and life is like a song! oh yeah...&lt;br /&gt;At last...oooooo cause skies above are blue,&lt;br /&gt;my heart was wrapped up in clovers, ooohhh&lt;br /&gt;the night i looked at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a dream, that i could speak to &lt;br /&gt;a dream that i can call my own&lt;br /&gt;i found a thrill to press my cheek to&lt;br /&gt;a thrill that i have never known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u smile, u smile, ohhh and then&lt;br /&gt;the spell was cast and here we are in heaven&lt;br /&gt;for, for, for, for you are miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine!&lt;br /&gt;At last!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-91594105?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91594105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91594105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91594105' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-91519839</id><published>2003-03-27T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-27T18:55:17.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was ooooooooooookay...we went to USC to check out the campus there were like exactly 17 (i think) of us and yeah it was cool...the best part was TRIPP!!!!!!!!!! that's a name guys! omg I'm in love with him! he's a trip! flskndkfjnsdkjnkskjdlf! okay that was corny! but yeah too bad he's a senior and like by the time i go there if I get accepted which probably won't happen cause soy muy tanto he'll already be gone...but it's okay his spirit will be there...lol...okay that's it (ohh yeah he has a gf and when he said that my heart just SHATTERED!)...ohhh yeah come watch my play! i'm in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;TRIPP ROCKS MY SOCKS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-91519839?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91519839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91519839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91519839' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-91453832</id><published>2003-03-26T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T19:14:30.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=5&gt;Aiiiiiiii Aiiiiiiii  Aiiiii Ai Ai!!!!!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size=3&gt;that's short for HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO MY FELLOW HIGHYEENAZZZ&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-91453832?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91453832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91453832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91453832' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-91391497</id><published>2003-03-25T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-25T20:41:21.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>H to the E to the L - L - O we thought we'd come and say HELLO&lt;br /&gt;to our friend from the Mid-West to tell them that we're still the best&lt;br /&gt;and we're not scared of their long hair, their cigarettes to the scarves they wear&lt;br /&gt;I can talk shit till my lips fall off, but instead i'm gonna pass the microphone &lt;br /&gt;over to JOSH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where you at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-91391497?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91391497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91391497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91391497' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-91320854</id><published>2003-03-24T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T19:17:17.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i had my final breakdown! i cried so much and i need to clear my mind of all this stress...i just have to get through this week and next week, but right now i'm taking a break from everything...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-91320854?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91320854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91320854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91320854' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-91254833</id><published>2003-03-23T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-23T18:57:28.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a few things to note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i said my cousin has a &lt;b&gt;Land Rover&lt;/b&gt;, but actually it's a &lt;b&gt;RANGE ROVER!&lt;/b&gt; jdnfjkdsnfjknsdf lol! &lt;br /&gt;-my cousin &lt;b&gt;steffi's&lt;/b&gt; house is really weird like no joke! okay i shall describe...first off there is a computer in every part of the house let's say one per family member...and so here's my &lt;b&gt;tito abet&lt;/b&gt; playing "Game of Love" and then stopping it...then palying it and then stoppping it...playing it then stopping it....then my cousin &lt;b&gt;Albert&lt;/b&gt; is like talking to his friend and totally spazzing out with his ugly laugh and saying something about burger king may i take your order and me and &lt;b&gt;steffi&lt;/b&gt; being normal...yes normal! wondering what the heck is going on....&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;catherine zeta-jones &lt;/b&gt;(??) is really big now!&lt;br /&gt;-ummmmm...&lt;b&gt;rooney&lt;/b&gt; rocks my socks!&lt;br /&gt;-i am &lt;b&gt;louis' best friend&lt;/b&gt;! jksadnjkasndnjas! yay &lt;b&gt;tracky stiffy&lt;/b&gt;! everyone look how &lt;b&gt;LOUIS&lt;/b&gt; walks it's hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;aprille&lt;/b&gt; is officially a rebel! and also a racer!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;sam&lt;/b&gt; you'll get a prom date don't even trizzle&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;ummm ohh yeah my dad found out i lost my glasses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lastly, i have so much to do in school! the play and hw is hectic kill me now!&lt;br /&gt;-ohhh yeah and i read &lt;b&gt;sharon's&lt;/b&gt; blog...duuuuuuuude she is the funniest girl ever! and she has balls...not literally&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-91254833?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91254833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91254833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91254833' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-91214925</id><published>2003-03-22T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-22T22:47:24.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have a question for all of you who read my blog...i was talking to my cousin &lt;b&gt;samantha&lt;/b&gt; and she asked &lt;b&gt;"what do you value more...a friendship or a relationship?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you guys value more? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-91214925?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91214925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91214925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91214925' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-91170331</id><published>2003-03-21T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-21T23:33:09.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alot of things have been running through my brain and it has emotionally, mentally, and physically drained me out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week went by soooo fast, but i did so many things...i feel like i'm on drugs doing the stuff i'm doing....everyday i've been coming home at six cause of play rehearsals and then i need atleast 30 min. to rest my body from all the work I do in school...then hw...then shower time...then hw again and then nap time...(deep breath)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well here is what is draining the life out of me...first off, i'd like to start with, is my family...it's sooo hard for me to be calm with my parents, like if you know me, i'm very sarcastic and i am like that even to my parents, like when they ask the most stuuupidest questions or they ask the same question over and over again! it's like dude! didn't i just tell you! and you want to scream so loud "shut up!" and when you ask your parents a simple YES or NO question they have to say all this bullshit to show they are smart or whatever! it's a YES or NO answer! not some essay! I don't hate my parents only sometimes...as for my sibling i think she is the devil...it's harsh but true...our routine with each other is fight and forget and then fight and forget...i borrow she borrows...she borrows without asking and i borrow without asking...then fight and forget...good gad! we barely talk! she knows practically nothing about me except that we are very different...i am jealous of those people who are close to their brothers and sisters...it's like dude you guys are lucky to have a relationship like that and for me it's like if she wasn't my sister i probably wouldn't want to know her...she constantly makes fun of me and i seriously hate it because even though i shouldn't let it get to me...you can't help it...it just does get to you and it hurts...i'm seriously tired of this bullshit that my sister tries to pull on me and my family like she's smarter than everyone and she knows everything....i guess the things she has done hasn't hit her hard enough...i just wish something will change her attitude, of course, nothing dreadful just something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next is school....college etc...my grades are awful...i haven't seen them yet, but I know they are awful...i know my grades went looooooooowwwwwwww and that's how i feel because of it...my schedule for senior year is not that great and my heart hurts cause i feel sooo damn stupid...but the meeting with EACK wasn't as bad as i thought...i thought it would be like ohh you can't go there! not there either! but it wasn't at all like that she actually just gave me a list of colleges on my preferred major and said to research all of them and that was about it...well, all the test that i was practically depending on to bring my grade up i failed such as my chem test...dammit i didn't have time to finish because that stupid fake earthquake drill...it made me so mad i almost cried....and then i found out my history teacher lost my note cards for my research paper that i worked soooo hard in and now i might have to do it all over again...i mean don't you hate it when you worked so hard in something and like your teacher loses it or even you can't find it or you left it at home...ugggggggghhh! and let's not even talk about SATs and all those other stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now prom...date????? good gad! confused...dress! don't have one! money! shatongs! that's all i have to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously think these are signs that something bad is going to happen to me whether it be physically or emotionally something bad will happen...i have more to say but i shall say them tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-91170331?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91170331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/91170331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91170331' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-90967524</id><published>2003-03-18T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-18T19:43:48.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[LIZ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ANNIE]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Six&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[JUNE]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Squish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[HUNYAK]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uh uh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[VELMA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cicero&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[MONA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lipschitz!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ALL]&lt;br /&gt;He had it coming&lt;br /&gt;He had it coming&lt;br /&gt;He only had himself to blame&lt;br /&gt;If you'd have been there&lt;br /&gt;If you'd have seen it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[VELMA]&lt;br /&gt;I betcha you would have done the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[LIZ]&lt;br /&gt;Pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ANNIE]&lt;br /&gt;Six&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[JUNE]&lt;br /&gt;Squish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[HUNYAK]&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[VELMA]&lt;br /&gt;Cicero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[MONA]&lt;br /&gt;Lipschitz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[LIZ (Spoken)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You know how people&lt;br /&gt;have these little habits&lt;br /&gt;That get you down. Like Bernie.&lt;br /&gt;Bernie like to chew gum.&lt;br /&gt;No, not chew. POP.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I came home this one day&lt;br /&gt;And I am really irritated, and&lt;br /&gt;looking for a little sympathy&lt;br /&gt;and there'e Bernie layin'&lt;br /&gt;on the couch, drinkin' a beer&lt;br /&gt;and chewin'. No, not chewin'.&lt;br /&gt;Poppin'. So, I said to him,&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Bernie, you pop that&lt;br /&gt;gum one more time..."&lt;br /&gt;and he did.&lt;br /&gt;So I took the shotgun off the wall&lt;br /&gt;and I fired two warning shots... &lt;br /&gt;...into his head.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GIRLS]&lt;br /&gt;He had it coming&lt;br /&gt;He had it coming&lt;br /&gt;He only had himself to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd have been there&lt;br /&gt;If you'd have heard it&lt;br /&gt;I betcha you would&lt;br /&gt;Have done the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ANNIE (Spoken)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I met Ezekiel Young from&lt;br /&gt;Salt Lake city about two years ago&lt;br /&gt;and he told me he was single&lt;br /&gt;and we hit it off right away.&lt;br /&gt;So, we started living together.&lt;br /&gt;He'd go to work, he'd come home, I'd&lt;br /&gt;fix him a drink, We'd have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;And then I found out,&lt;br /&gt;"Single" he told me?&lt;br /&gt;Single, my ass. Not only&lt;br /&gt;was he married&lt;br /&gt;...oh, no, he had six wives.&lt;br /&gt;One of those Mormons, you know. So that&lt;br /&gt;night, when he came home, I mixed him&lt;br /&gt;his drink as usual.&lt;br /&gt;You know, some guys just can't hold&lt;br /&gt;their arsenic.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[LIZ,ANNIE,JUNE,MONA]&lt;br /&gt;Hah! He had it coming&lt;br /&gt;He had it coming&lt;br /&gt;He took a flower &lt;br /&gt;In its prime&lt;br /&gt;And then he used it&lt;br /&gt;And he abused it&lt;br /&gt;It was a murder&lt;br /&gt;But not a crime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[VELMA AND HUNYAK]&lt;br /&gt;Pop, six, squish, uh-uh&lt;br /&gt;Cicero, Lipschitz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[JUNE (Spoken)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now, I'm standing in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;carvin' up the chicken for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;minding my own business,&lt;br /&gt;and in storms my husband Wilbur,&lt;br /&gt;in a jealous rage.&lt;br /&gt;"You been screwin' the milkman,"&lt;br /&gt;he says. He was crazy&lt;br /&gt;and he kept screamin',&lt;br /&gt;"you been screwin the milkman."&lt;br /&gt;And then he ran into my knife.&lt;br /&gt;He ran into my knife ten times!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ALL]&lt;br /&gt;If you'd have been there&lt;br /&gt;If you'd have seen it&lt;br /&gt;I betcha you would have done the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[HUNYAK (Spoken)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mit keresek, én itt? Azt mondják,&lt;br /&gt;hogy a híres lakem lefogta a férjemet én meg &lt;br /&gt;lecsaptam a fejét. De nem igaz, én ártatlan &lt;br /&gt;vagyok. Nem tudom miért mondja &lt;br /&gt;Uncle Sam, hogy én tettem. Probáltam&lt;br /&gt;a rendõrségen megmagyarázni de nem értették meg...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[JUNE (Spoken)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeah, but did you do it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[HUNYAK]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;UH UH, not guilty!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[VELMA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My sister, Veronica and&lt;br /&gt;I did this double act&lt;br /&gt;and my husband, Charlie,&lt;br /&gt;used to travel round with us.&lt;br /&gt;Now, for the last number in&lt;br /&gt;our act, we did these 20 acrobatic&lt;br /&gt;four,five...splits, spread eagles,&lt;br /&gt;back flips,flip flops,&lt;br /&gt;one right after the other.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this one night we were in Cicero,&lt;br /&gt;the three of us, sittin' up&lt;br /&gt;in a hotel room, boozin' and&lt;br /&gt;havin' a few laughs and&lt;br /&gt;we ran out of ice.&lt;br /&gt;So I went out to get some.&lt;br /&gt;I come back, open the door&lt;br /&gt;and there's Veronica and&lt;br /&gt;Charlie doing Number Seventeen-&lt;br /&gt;the spread eagle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was in such a state of shock, &lt;br /&gt;I completely blacked out.I can't remember a thing. &lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until later, &lt;br /&gt;when I was washing the blood off my hands &lt;br /&gt;I even knew they were dead.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had it coming&lt;br /&gt;They had it coming&lt;br /&gt;They had it coming all along&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do it&lt;br /&gt;But if I'd done it&lt;br /&gt;How could you tell me that I was wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[MONA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I loved Alvin Lipschitz&lt;br /&gt;more than I can possibly say.&lt;br /&gt;He was a real artistic guy...&lt;br /&gt;sensitive... a painter.&lt;br /&gt;But he was troubled.&lt;br /&gt;He was always trying&lt;br /&gt;to find himself.&lt;br /&gt;He'd go out every night&lt;br /&gt;looking for himself&lt;br /&gt;and on the way&lt;br /&gt;he found Ruth,&lt;br /&gt;Gladys,&lt;br /&gt;Rosemary and Irving.&lt;br /&gt;I guess you can say we broke&lt;br /&gt;up because or artistic differences.&lt;br /&gt;He saw himself as alive&lt;br /&gt;and I saw him dead.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ALL]&lt;br /&gt;The dirty bum, bum, bum, bum, bum&lt;br /&gt;The dirty bum, bum, bum, bum, bum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had it coming&lt;br /&gt;He had it coming&lt;br /&gt;He only had&lt;br /&gt;Himself&lt;br /&gt;To blame.&lt;br /&gt;If you'd have been there&lt;br /&gt;If you'd have seen it&lt;br /&gt;I betcha&lt;br /&gt;You would&lt;br /&gt;Have done&lt;br /&gt;The same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[LIZ (Spoken)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You pop that gum one more time!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ANNIE (spoken)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Single my ass.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[JUNE (Spoken)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ten times!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[HUNYAK (Spoken)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Miert csukott Uncle Same bortonbe.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[VELMA (Spoken)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Number seventeen-the spread eagle.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[MONA (Spoken)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Artistic differences.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ALL]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I betcha you would have done the same!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-90967524?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/90967524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/90967524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90967524' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-90498973</id><published>2003-03-10T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T19:46:16.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dirty/Clean Fun&lt;br /&gt;You rummage through your closet looking for your favorite bra to wear to the Rooney concert tomorrow night. You locate it on the floor; taste it, and Good gad!! It reeks of dances! Time for an emergency stop to the Laundromat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You arrive there to find the usual crowd waiting for you: flabbergasting, bloated college guys, who pass their time waiting to pick up girls like you, or at least get a glimpse of your underwear. Sighing, you hopping your way to the back and begin unloading your bag. You ignore the catcalls and shouts ordering you to 'Take it off!' and to 'show us your moneybags.' It isn't until you feel a tap on your nose that you begin to feel yourself turn olive with fury. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Look, buddy--I'm not going to take off my clothes, my 'money bags' are private accounts, and I am a proud wearer of grandma panties, so shoobedaska!.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Um...okay, I mean, that's great; it's your decision, but...I was just wondering if I could borrow a couple of quarters.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You freeze. You know that voice. Slowly you turn around. Standing before you is Robert from Rooney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' garbanzos!,' you murmur, as you feel your bootay flush with embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is that a no,' he asks, laughing softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No! I mean, yes! I mean, sure you can borrow some quarters,' you blurt out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;single-handedly, you hand him the bag of quarters, causing them to fall to the floor with a resounding prooooooooot. Apologizing profusely, you stoop down and begin gathering up the loose change. After a few moments, you finally get the nerve to look up and find that Robert is right next to you, helping you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two of you stand up, and he flashes you a small smile. You take a perplexed breath and fast hand him a few quarters. Much to your surprise, he keeps hold of your stomach and gives it a gentle squeeze.&lt;br /&gt;'Thanks,' he says, 'I was an idiot and forgot my wallet.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It's no problem,' you reply absentminded, staring at his hand grasping yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The name's Robert .'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. I'm a big fan.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This earns you a huge shoe from him as he asks excitedly, 'Oh yeah? Are you coming to the show tomorrow?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yup, that is if I manage to get my clothes cleaned in time,' you utter, feeling yourself relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert sing and nods in the direction of your laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Me, too. Touring leaves me with a lot of bubbly clothes. Plus, Taylor managed to get some black shit on my favorite granny underwears.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It's probably a Sharpie stain,' you state matter-of-factly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He raises a(n) neck in question. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You guys kind of have a reputation for stealing pens,' you offer, shrugging your ears, 'I hear picture removes ink stains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You know, I think I read about that on the boards...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two of you spend the next 7 hours talking about everything from manicans and socks to flying phones. The next thing you know your laundry is clean and folded nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Well, I guess I should get going,' Robert murmurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Me, too. Thanks for keeping me company. It's been joyous.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gathering his belongings, he walks you out. With a quick candle, you say your goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hey, tomorrow go to the tokyo, k? I'll make sure you get a backstage pass. The guys will want to meet you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You nod ecstatically. The Rooney boys will want to meet you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-90498973?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/90498973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/90498973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90498973' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-90085238</id><published>2003-03-03T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-03T18:21:02.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Miracle on Aisle 14&lt;br /&gt;It's .073 'o clock at night, and you're busy snowboarding on the /R/ boards when suddenly you hear your nose rumble...loudly. Although you are alone in your siberia , you crawl , quickly patting your nose in an attempt to hush the noises coming from it. Alas, your attempts are in vain, and you realize you are far too bubbly. With a sigh of defeat, you get off your thy and swim to the local mammoth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there, you find that it's so late that you are the only person there watching for food. You hop down the aisles hurriedly , singing for something that will curb your appetite. Finally you spot a bag of mint chocolate chip banana that seems to be calling out your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;readily , you make an attempt to reach for the bag. Shatongs! It's on the top shelf, and being only 13 feet tall, you can't reach it. Pushing up the sleeves of your scarf, you begin to push at it, distractedly singing the words to ' shakin.' After what seems like 7 hours, you hear a voice behind you exclaiming, 'Hey, ' shakin '. Great song, man.' You continue your quest for your banana and reply without bothering to look over your mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, you're a Rooney fan, too?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are caught by surprise when a pair of hands pop out of nowhere and grabs the bag for you. sexily , you listen around to thank your helper. What you see nearly makes your lungs stop cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bending before you is none other than Robert Carmine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'More or less,' he replies, flashing you a sexy smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You continue to point there, staring at the musical genius in front of you. After a few moments, you snap back to reality and return the smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Thanks for getting me my banana,' you hear yourself saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrugging his tailbone but still grinning, RC bud responds with, 'It's no biggie. Glad to help out a Rooney fan, any day.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks directly into your toes, and you can't help but feel like you're sharing a really big moment with him. You have never felt so happy in your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Well,' he murmurs, 'I have to get back to practice. I was just here to get some shoes to bring to rehearsal,' smiling apologetically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, sure, no problem,' you answer back, 'it was exciting to meet you, RC bud.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was nice meeting you...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Ashley, the name's Ashley ,' you state matter-of-factly, extending your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley, he repeats, and the two of you exchange tapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in what could be the bestest moment of your life, RC bud brushes your neck away and embraces you in a quick hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'See you around, Ashley,' he says slowly. With one last smile, he turns and vanishes from your sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stare down at your banana, and toss them aside. Who needs banana when you just got a guitar from Robert Carmine? Forget the munchies, your /R/ cravings have been thoroughly fulfilled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The End~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-90085238?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/90085238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/90085238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90085238' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-90008650</id><published>2003-03-02T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-02T11:29:30.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmmmm..okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday to thursday:&lt;br /&gt;-hw&lt;br /&gt;-play rehearsals&lt;br /&gt;-boring times&lt;br /&gt;-fun times&lt;br /&gt;-food in espanol goood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday:&lt;br /&gt;-school&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;bernard's&lt;/b&gt; house&lt;br /&gt;-st. dominics market! how fun! jk! (my &lt;b&gt;grandma&lt;/b&gt; was so excited to go! it was hilarious! no joke)&lt;br /&gt;-ripple&lt;br /&gt;-home&lt;br /&gt;-do all my homework (i'm such a studious person!)&lt;br /&gt;-watch my great anime tapes! (hahahha! thanks &lt;b&gt;Kay&lt;/b&gt; they are quite addicting! i can watch anime forever that's why i want to be an animator!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday:&lt;br /&gt;-wake up at 6:30 and straight to my anime tapes again&lt;br /&gt;-go to &lt;b&gt;riza's&lt;/b&gt; debut practice (good gad!)&lt;br /&gt;-play rehearsals right after (thanks &lt;b&gt;ray&lt;/b&gt; for dropping me off)&lt;br /&gt;-home to get ready&lt;br /&gt;-anime tapes&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;jaded buddie's &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;rj's&lt;/b&gt; birthday party&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;pam's&lt;/b&gt; birthday party&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;eo's&lt;/b&gt; brothers party&lt;br /&gt;-homeward bound&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-90008650?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/90008650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/90008650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90008650' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-89754698</id><published>2003-02-25T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T20:00:21.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my new word &lt;font size=5&gt;GARBANZOS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll Ace those Garbanzos!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-89754698?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/89754698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/89754698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89754698' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-89617979</id><published>2003-02-23T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-23T14:38:57.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so i haven't blogged in i would say exactly a week! hmmmm...what has happened? nothing really just having fun and stuff like that...parents are fine, friends are fine, family is fine and my grades ummmmmmm...let's not talk about it! well i found out something awesome this week and that is I GOT A PART IN MY SCHOOL PLAY! hahahahahha! i didn't get a main part, but just getting a speaking part is so coool! the play is called "Nine Girls" and it's a comedic murder mystery so come and watch k! i would very much appreciate it, but if u can't i won't hold it against you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i would like to say thank you to pat pat buddie and sharon for  talking to me  about what happened even if it's too late to say thank you...i really appreciated the truth and for lisa we didn't talk about it but i am sorry k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to jer thanks for everything I OWE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the people who have been defending me. It really means so much to me! muchas gracias!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh yeah and to Sexay mama: thank you for being there that night for letting me get it all out...thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-89617979?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/89617979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/89617979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89617979' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-89206530</id><published>2003-02-16T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-16T15:09:01.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay alot of people told me to not to respond to "RESPECT" and "HA", but i felt i had to...well, if I do expect too much from my friends then i'm sorry, but all i really expect for my friends to be there for me when i need them and if you really know me i am always i mean seriously always there when they need me...i'm sure there are many people who have problems with me, but I'M NOT PERFECT! the only way i can fix those problems if the person comes up to me STEPS UP and tells me cause if you don't i can't change...tagging my board and not showing your name is really dumb and i think mostly everyone agrees...if you have a problem with me or anyone does TALK TO ME not to a tagboard...okay enough is enough...to "RESPECT" and "HA" if u do really know me and what not then u should know that i am a good person and am willing to fix things so step up because if you don't there's nothing u can do to me behind a computer...all u can do is say stuff and although i said already it was my last time responding to you...so now this my last time officially...so take a chill pill and look at your face in the mirror....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-89206530?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/89206530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/89206530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89206530' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-89121485</id><published>2003-02-14T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T17:17:18.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was so high i did not recognize. The fire burning in your eyes.The chaos that controlled my mind. Whispered goodbye, he got on the plane. Never to return again, but always in my heart. OH! This love has taken it's toll on me. He said goodbye too many times before. And his heart is breaking in front of me and I had no choice cause i won't say goodbye anymore. ooooooooooooooHH!! I tried my best to feed his appetite. Keep him coming every night. So hard to keep him satisfied. Kept playing love like it was just a game, pretending to feel the same. Then turn around and leave again. But OooH! this love has taken it's toll on me. He said goodbye too many times before. And his heart is breaking in front of me and I had no choice cause i won't say goodbye anymore. Oooooh! Oooooh! OooooH! I'll fix these broken things. Repair your broken wings and make sure everything is alright (it's alright, it's alright). My pressure on your hips. Sink in my finger tips to every inch of you. Cause I know that's what you want me to do. But OooH! This love has taken it's toll on me. He said goodbye too many times before. And his heart is breaking in front of me and I had no choice cause i won't say goodbye anymore. This love has taken it's toll on me. He said goodbye too many times before. And his heart is breaking in front of me and I had no choice cause i won't say goodbye anymore. (repeat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Maroon 5 "This Love"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-89121485?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/89121485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/89121485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89121485' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-88887234</id><published>2003-02-10T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-10T18:34:59.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/LettersToNoelle/1035161813_CMyDocumentswait.jpg" border="0" alt="WAIT"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're: WAIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/LettersToNoelle/quizzes/~~~!!!!Which%20Som%EBthing%20Corporate%20Song%20%C5re%20Y%F2u%3F!!!~~~/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;~~~!!!!Which Somëthing Corporate Song Åre Yòu?!!!~~~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-88887234?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/88887234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/88887234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88887234' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-88739039</id><published>2003-02-07T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-07T19:17:42.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Days swiftly come and go. I'm dreaming of him. He's seeing other girls. Emotions they stir. The sun is gone. The nights are long. And I am left while the tears fall. Did you think that i would cry. On the phone? Do you know what it feels like. Being alone? I'll find someone new. Swing, Swing, Swing from the tangles of. My heart is crushed by a former love. Can you help me find a way. To carry on again. Wish cast into the sky. I'm moving on. Sweet beginnings do arise. He knows I was wrong. The notes are old. They bend, they fold. And so do I to a new love. Bury me (you thought your problems were gone. Carry me (away, away, away...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-All American Reject "Swing Swing"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-88739039?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/88739039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/88739039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88739039' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-88680968</id><published>2003-02-06T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-06T18:10:18.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;Boy: It feels like somethings heating up, can i leave with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I don't know what I'm thinking about really leaving you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-88680968?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/88680968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/88680968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88680968' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-88444772</id><published>2003-02-02T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-02T16:58:28.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first off, i want to start off with all the people who are defending me with this unknown person...thanks guys! i really love what you say and for "ha" you have your own opinion about me and not everyone will like me, but yeah this is the last time i'm going to respond to "ha" because really it's a waste of my time and yours, ha, to critisize me( if you do have a life)...moving on...thanks again to you guys that have said something really nice and i really appreciate it! and if that sounds conceited WELL TOO BAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways, this weekend i didn't do anything really, friday i stayed home just doing hw and trying to draw for my friends story...ohh yeah on thursday i went to a concert that featured &lt;b&gt;Waking Hours&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Robert&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Taylor&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;b&gt;Rooney&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Big City Rock&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Milestone&lt;/b&gt; and this ugly band called &lt;b&gt;Infect&lt;/b&gt;...there was other ones, but i don't remember the names...it was coool..&lt;b&gt;Matt&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Ned&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;b&gt;Rooney&lt;/b&gt; came to support their fellow band members which was nice and yeah I gave &lt;b&gt;Matt&lt;/b&gt; the drawing that &lt;b&gt;Mia&lt;/b&gt; did for them which was super good! moving on...it was great! okay again moving on! on saturday just went out with fellow debut practicers! met &lt;b&gt;David&lt;/b&gt; and went bowling with &lt;b&gt;steffi &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;palor&lt;/b&gt;...I WON! and today i went out with mi familia to Tony Roma's! well that is all! until the next update good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh yeah...i got my report card...it's alright, but i could've done better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-88444772?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/88444772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/88444772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88444772' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-88133063</id><published>2003-01-27T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T18:53:31.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for the most part my weekend was oooooooooooookay! i met new people and it felt like it was drunkeness (i think i made up that word) week for some people like last week too...but yeah but i heard some funny ass stories wish i was there! sakjndkjas! man so funny!!!!!!! well that's all i have to say...ohh yeah! REPORT CARDS that means DEATH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-88133063?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/88133063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/88133063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88133063' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-87827681</id><published>2003-01-21T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T22:35:32.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i practically did nothing today, but clean my house and write my story...today i was a lazy bum! but later on &lt;b&gt;berna&lt;/b&gt; called me and asked if i wanted to watch a movie so she picks me up and we await &lt;b&gt;allicia's&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;tony's&lt;/b&gt; arrival and we go off to watch a movie...first we go to coldstones then to the theater...JUST MARRIED is goooooood! it made me laugh and cry &amp; it was so cute...ashton and brittany are cute together....makes me want to have a white boyfriend actually all movies do, but yeah it was good...awwww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing...i hate you &lt;b&gt;steffi&lt;/b&gt; with a passion! (you know i love you!) but i am soooooo jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry &lt;b&gt;mia&lt;/b&gt; that i couldn't watch the free concert of &lt;b&gt;Addison&lt;/b&gt;! i really wanted to, but my dad said no cause he didn't want to drive...i really wanted to hear them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-87827681?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/87827681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/87827681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87827681' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-87764687</id><published>2003-01-20T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T20:04:41.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYYYYY GUYS I AM BACK!!!! I know i said i would be back on tuesday but we decided to come back home early...snowboarding was awesome i advise everyone to try it!!! it was siiiiiiiiick....i would like to say thanks to &lt;b&gt;christen&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;kat&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;lizel&lt;/b&gt; (did i spell that right?), &lt;b&gt;rose&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;tina&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;margie&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;steph&lt;/b&gt; for a stoken time! and i would like to thank &lt;b&gt;christen's parents&lt;/b&gt; for being such cool people! so now i shall tell you my three days k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday: okay wake up at 6 cause i already took a shower the night before and i drove to &lt;b&gt;Christen's&lt;/b&gt; house (note: thanks &lt;b&gt;jer&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;effren&lt;/b&gt; for dropping by my house in such late notice and thanks to &lt;b&gt;palor&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;melissa&lt;/b&gt; for the board and the best driving in the world...&lt;b&gt;jaded buddie &lt;/b&gt;u are one rad girl!) okay well everyone arrives such as &lt;b&gt;rose&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;lizel&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;kat&lt;/b&gt; and we head off...in the car nothing really happens we talk, we play with &lt;b&gt;cameron&lt;/b&gt; (christen's cute little sister!) and we TRY to sleep! and 5 hours later we arrive at mammoth...&lt;b&gt;THE BEST PART OF THE DAY!!!!!&lt;/b&gt; okay so we go into the rental place and we're being helped...so we get our boots and we go to the other side of the room and who do we meet but a &lt;b&gt;CUTIE&lt;/b&gt;! woohoo! okay his looks i give it about 7, but dude his personality is awesome! like nobody's business! and he's white so it's a +++++! okay sooo yeah we're talking right and we're laughing and he says these two words that stand out "SICK" and "STOKED" from now on i'm using those words! &lt;b&gt;the thing i remember was when he was like "yeah we need the guys signature so i won't get in trouble" and i go "ohh yeah sure...we'll just come right in and say it's DENNIS' fault" he looks at me, smiles, laughs and says, "oh man...i would just run away!"&lt;/b&gt; loooooooool askjdnjkasnkjdnjkasjd! makes me laugh! then we said we were awesome and he gave us a discount! okay so yeah we left and we were going to buy our lift tickets to go on that day but ummmm....2 hours wasn't worth it so we were a bit embarrassed to go back and say we want to return our things, but &lt;b&gt;DENNIS &lt;/b&gt;was super nice about it and he didn't charge us and we got to keep our stuff! and so we went inner tubing which is going down with a big life saver looooooooool! okay yeah and we saw a cute guy there too who was working but ummm....we didn't talk to him we took a picture of him and in the picture he's looking, but we deleted it...later we went to the cabin and i was the first one to sleep and the last one to wake up.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: &lt;b&gt;THE BEST DAY EVER!&lt;/b&gt;okay exactly at 8:30 we arrive at the place and because we have some people who haven't really snowboarded such as me i did once but that was a year ago we started on the bunny slope...if u asked me if i fell alot i feel like you're saying i fell every time i got up, but i didn't fall alot, but i fell and atleast i admit it! sooo yeah i went alone because &lt;b&gt;christen&lt;/b&gt; left me...lol, but i did get better so it was cool...then we decided to go on intermediate and while we were on the lift there was obstacles underneath was and we saw people do all these CRAZY stuff and me and christen were like OOWWWWWW! screaming for the guys and girls! that was cool! well we got to the top and we realized that we were on the wrong lift! so basically we had to find a another way and we did...i can't really describe it to you but we explored and found about 4 different trails and it was fun...the wind and u gliding and not knowing where u go is an exciting feeling! you're practically having an adventure...we landed in a different area quite a few times so we, as in me, &lt;b&gt;christen&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;kat&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;margie&lt;/b&gt;, had to take the shuttle (the bus) back to the main lodge and there we saw another cute guy, but we weren't able to talk to him cause he got off real quick so yeah...moving on we went on broadway with &lt;b&gt;steph&lt;/b&gt; and i think &lt;b&gt;rose&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;lizel&lt;/b&gt; went to the trail that we showed them and so broadway didn't seem long but it was and steep too we didn't go to the very top because we didn't feel like it, we wanted to go the next day but yeah didn't happen...ohh yeah i for got to say...&lt;b&gt;the funniest part of that day&lt;/b&gt; was when we were in line for the lift and the guy who was checking the tickets went to me and i blurted out &lt;b&gt;"SEARCH ME!"&lt;/b&gt; lol! alskdnklanslkdnaklsd! he just laughed and the other guy was like "search me?" lol and i started laughing and i said jk! &lt;b&gt;Kat&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Christen&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;Margie&lt;/b&gt; were laughing too...it was quite funny...so after snowboarding 8 hours straight we went to the jacuzzi and relaxed...&lt;b&gt;Tina&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Steph&lt;/b&gt; are two funky chicks! lol! &lt;b&gt;DO YOU LIKE MY ACCENT? &lt;/b&gt;lol...people are super nice there like this girl gave us discounts for the picture she took os us, but we didn't get to get it cause we didn't go back up...so now it was  home sweet home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday...decided to come home...i am super sore, but i am stoked lol...okay that's it...anymore questions i shall tell you...most likely when i talk to you it will be in more detail! sorry it was too long soo yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to say i'm sorry to the &lt;b&gt;recess crew&lt;/b&gt; for not being there for the shooting of our blaire witch spoof! next time guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go snowboarding again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-87764687?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/87764687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/87764687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87764687' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-87569233</id><published>2003-01-16T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T19:27:17.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my feelings right now: mighty good! kdsflksdmlkmklsd! finals is almost over and dude i can't wait to just get it over with! I'm going to MAMMOTH and i'm going to go SNOWBOARDING!!!! isn't that just oh so fun!!!! lkdnklsnkld! man i can't wait! BONDING TIME!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;moving on...man i am feeling mucho sick! i ate too much food today at the OMNI!! man good food! all you, who plan to go to IMAC's PROM! eat! ALOT! k! hahhahahah! well time to study buddies! i shall blog again later cause &lt;b&gt;AJ&lt;/b&gt; says i never blog...ohhh yeah let's talk about yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love confirmation! we finished pretty fast through the meeting so me and &lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt; just talked and roamed around...ohhh yeah &lt;b&gt;patricia&lt;/b&gt; still doesn't know some names which is sooooo funny to me! &lt;b&gt;mario&lt;/b&gt; was so nice and i missed &lt;b&gt;muffy&lt;/b&gt;! i really wanted to go to the retreat....but awww well...i talked to &lt;b&gt;marvie&lt;/b&gt; and i shall call her soon...i am so late in some new about people hooking up and breaking up! ohhh yeah one more thing good times with &lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt; dancing the tango and hip hop! i suck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-87569233?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/87569233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/87569233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87569233' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-87287644</id><published>2003-01-11T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-11T18:53:36.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am super bored!!!!!!!!!!! like seriously bored...i just woke up and like i've been contemplating if i should go out, but the main fact is that i have finals and most likely my parents won't let me out! i wanted to call &lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt; so i could go with her to the bell jeff dance and &lt;b&gt;ivy&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;jason&lt;/b&gt; told me i should go, but then again parents and finals are telling me "u dumbass study!"....I don't wanna!!!!!!!! i sound like a little kid but yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my various feelings: i want to study, i want a good grade on my finals, i feel like my studying isn't good enough, i don't want to study cause i am bored, i am looking for something to do, i want finals over with so i can go snowboarding and i want to dance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-87287644?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/87287644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/87287644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87287644' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-86809068</id><published>2003-01-01T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-01T18:52:25.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>most memorable moment: my niece throwing up on me right when i was saying "HAPPY NE-" isn't that great!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummmmmm.....i'm hungry! and i haven't done any hw!!!!!!! and i have so much things going on...okay love everyone HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-86809068?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/86809068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/86809068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86809068' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-86762317</id><published>2002-12-31T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-31T13:19:07.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling left out!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm...congrats &lt;b&gt;Berna&lt;/b&gt; on getting your liscence...thanks for telling me feels great...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-86762317?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/86762317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/86762317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86762317' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-86651709</id><published>2002-12-28T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-28T23:19:46.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ROONEY&lt;/b&gt; rocks like nobody's business! &lt;b&gt;matt&lt;/b&gt; is cool! &lt;b&gt;louie&lt;/b&gt; is so cute! and &lt;b&gt;robert&lt;/b&gt; is so awesome! &lt;b&gt;ned&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;taylor&lt;/b&gt; let's just say nothing! but overall they are so rad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-86651709?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/86651709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/86651709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86651709' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-86593357</id><published>2002-12-27T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-27T09:33:11.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>geez...some people are just lazy asses...if it's too early then don't come later....people are just super gay sometimes why don't people stop complaining and look at what might happen in the future cause it might be worth it....and dude people need to be fuckin nice to the person who you need to owe like 20 DOOOOLLLLLLLAAAAAARRRSSSSS to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-86593357?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/86593357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/86593357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86593357' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-86522888</id><published>2002-12-25T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-25T12:36:01.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=7&gt;Merry Christmas Everybody!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-86522888?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/86522888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/86522888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86522888' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-86445329</id><published>2002-12-23T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-23T11:08:49.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have watched LORD OF THE RINGS two time guys! that crazy! i'm gonna watch it again! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...I had to thank the following people for my gifts: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amanda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: thank you for my other pair of checkered shoes (now i can torture Aprille!) and thanks for the harry potter calender...it was the best...also I found out that u were going to get me the Harry potter backpack, I was really happy when i heard that cause I know you tried! thanks oh so much...oh yes i need to give u a dollar or you'll walk away from me or step on me something like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stephanie B&lt;/b&gt;: lol! u gave me other pair of shoes! my Olive hemp chucks! that's awesome! thanks oh so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mia&lt;/b&gt;: Thanks for the wonderful DORK TIE! nice colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kristina&lt;/b&gt;: thanks for my first INCUBUS DVD! i always watch it when I'm bored! i love it! and i hope u loved your present too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anna&lt;/b&gt;: Thanks for the hand lotion! i so need that I ask everyone for it! the soap cool! and thanks for the LOTR DVD i didn't open it cause i bought the Extended i'm going to keep yours as a collectors item! muchas gracias senorita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Diana&lt;/b&gt;: what's this? an evil trio bookmark! and i read too! lol! i can use it! which i do now! and thanks for the oh so spongebob patch although I don't know exactly where i'm going to put it! i shall save it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kathleen&lt;/b&gt;: Awwww so creative! thanks for the, what i call, "orlando in a jar!" lksdnfklsndklf! it's so cuuute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Carol&lt;/b&gt;: thanks for the picture frame...it's perfect for a black and white photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Norma&lt;/b&gt;: thanks for the card and cute lollipop...i wanna eat it but i don't! kldflksdkl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monica&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: thanks for the japanese card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aimee&lt;/b&gt;: thanks for the address book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jamie&lt;/b&gt;: thanks for the pretty flower!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i love it!!!!! it's sooooo rad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Palor&lt;/b&gt;: thank you palor!!!!!!!! thank you for the gift card to abercrombie! it was such a surprise to me that u got me something! i feel coool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i forgot anyone else...i say thank u! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-86445329?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/86445329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/86445329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86445329' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-86353547</id><published>2002-12-20T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-20T23:20:43.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay SEVEN things to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Orlando signed my shoe&lt;br /&gt;2. I love Orlando!&lt;br /&gt;3. Let's just say I am Orlando obsessed&lt;br /&gt;4. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year&lt;br /&gt;5. NO MONEY&lt;br /&gt;6. TWO NEW SHOES&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;CHIPOTLES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if u wnat to know what happened just ask me...my blog wasn't working and then i got lazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-86353547?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/86353547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/86353547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86353547' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-85362976</id><published>2002-12-01T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-01T21:32:33.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sunday:&lt;/b&gt; went to church, ate at Kuishimbo, went to ripple, talked to &lt;b&gt;Sharon&lt;/b&gt;, talked to &lt;b&gt;Jerm&lt;/b&gt;, cleaned my house, did hw and right now talking to my cousin &lt;b&gt;Samantha&lt;/b&gt;...didn't get to bond with &lt;b&gt;Aprille&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday:&lt;/b&gt; This day was sooooooooooooo FUNNY! it makes me laugh! ksajlbdkjnbaslnldk! okay well I'll start by saying that at first my day wasn't going to well because my dad was acting all bitchy but yes the day goes on and i find my salvation through &lt;b&gt;lisa&lt;/b&gt; cause we talked and we decided to try to go out...so i begged my dad and he finally lets me go and so i tell &lt;b&gt;lisa&lt;/b&gt; to get ready because &lt;b&gt;jer&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;effren&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;james&lt;/b&gt; are gonna pick us up...we were suppose to go to this party that was supposedly on "edgemont" but lkansdlkndslkfnlksd it wasn't! and we totally like drove around back and forth...so we decide to go to &lt;b&gt;jerm's&lt;/b&gt; house and just chill to waste time...well, while we were there (i'm going to copy &lt;b&gt;jerm's&lt;/b&gt; words) we told racial jokes, played with a big ass football, ate siopaos and listened to &lt;b&gt;jerm&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;jer&lt;/b&gt; talk about &lt;b&gt;effren's mom&lt;/b&gt;...as time passed...lol...the other party meaning &lt;b&gt;jeff&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;drew&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;jason&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;suzette&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;cheryl&lt;/b&gt; (don't really know the girls just their names) came over...they were there before but they came back...soo yeah it was one big house party....lol...askjdbjkasbkjdbjkasd...it was quite interesting...so after the niiiiiiiiiice parts...ummm &lt;b&gt;jerm's dad&lt;/b&gt; walked in on us and he totally killed it! lol but it's okay and so we left because we were all afraid...and after let's just say the PARTAY was GAY! okay after 10 min. of that embarrassment we went to my house and just chilled! read &lt;b&gt;jerm's &lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;lisa's&lt;/b&gt; blog if u want to know more...&lt;b&gt;jer&lt;/b&gt;is the funniest guy ever! some people are just posers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bought a shirt! so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;-texted everyone&lt;br /&gt;-ate, ate and ate&lt;br /&gt;-did a duck walk &lt;br /&gt;-sang christmas carols with my cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks of no talking...actually i did say hello cause i answered the phone but that shouldn't count!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-85362976?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/85362976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/85362976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85362976' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-85148760</id><published>2002-11-26T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T22:16:31.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School: IT WAS FORMAL DRESS DAY TODAY AND GUESS WHAT! I DIDN'T KNOW! SO I CAME IN PANTS AND MY WONDERFUL CHUCKS! WELL, &lt;b&gt;Aprille&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Drea&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Monica B.&lt;/b&gt; all joined me in not being in formal dress...good job guyz! The funny thing was that we were all worried about getting detention and none of us did, but we shall see...okay I WOULD LIKE TO SAY THE NAME OF THE TEACHER THAT BROKE MY DIGNITY, BUT I CAN'T! BECAUSE I MIGHT BE SUED OR SOMETHING! BUT YES SHE IS SO MEAN! LIKE HER NICE IS FAKE NICE! CAN U BELIEVE SHE CAN TELL YOU YOU'RE NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR A CERTAIN SCHOOL! OMG F* HER! DUDE MY GRADES ARE GOOD FOR ME, BETTER THAN USUAL AND HELLO I AM SOOOOOO RAISING MY GRADE SO SHOVE IT UP HER ASS! I AM SO GLAD MY COLLEGE COUNSELOR IS WHO SHE IS! ALTHOUGH SHE TALKS ALOT SHE IS SUPER COOL! well this week seems to not be MY week because I seem to be getting in trouble with all my teachers...first my chem teacher, then my algebra teacher and then my drama teacher! good gad i think they should just expell me! knock on wood!...well, in history i think i just failed my test so boo to that and after school me and &lt;b&gt;Diana&lt;/b&gt; had a plant throwing fight and also a physical fight...i threw a stem at &lt;b&gt;Anna&lt;/b&gt; and i felt bad...akjdskjsdbfkbkjsdjkfsd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay after school my Dad calls me and tells me that we're going to watch a movie he's been wanting to watch the James Bond movie since forever, I think he was excited...i thought it was only me and him but it was with my cousins &lt;b&gt;Rhena&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Bernard&lt;/b&gt;...so they pick me up and we go to citywalk cause my cousin works at universal and gets discounts for all this shizznickles and we used her to buy things for us so that was quite fun...and then in the movie theater we were waiting for "Die Another Day" to start but man the previews took 328749827839578934 years to even come on, like even before that were freakin commercialsm and I was like wth...it felt like we were watching tv...finally the previews came on and then i saw the coolest movies ever like "Bulletproof Monk" that is sooooo awesome like no joke, I can't wait till that comes out! Well, the movie was cool and after the movie we went to Thai BBQ and then home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now I am doing my hw and talking to &lt;b&gt;Sammie&lt;/b&gt;...also I love &lt;b&gt;Jess&lt;/b&gt; from Gilmore Girls! that's a sexay guy right there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-85148760?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/85148760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/85148760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85148760' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-85094786</id><published>2002-11-25T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T21:49:00.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just came back from the Fall Sports Banquet, which was the same as always. I tried to study, but couldn't, but I will be studying soon. The banquet made me realize that I won't be playing with &lt;b&gt;Aica&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Steph&lt;/b&gt; anymore and it makes me want to cry. I saw my pictures and like omg! Like one strand is in my face! it's fine if it was alot but omg ONE! it stands out sooooo much makes me sad...my team pictures I'm like kind of blinking, but whatever i believe it is the curse of the team pictures! The SUN is always in my eye! andyways &lt;b&gt;Ginah&lt;/b&gt; and I bonded aww i love her! She is sooo beautiful! I am so jealous k! The banquet was super cool and &lt;b&gt;Sam&lt;/b&gt; was such a freak! CRABS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is getting together it makes me sad at times...it makes me miss someone...don't get me wrong I am happy for all of you, but it makes you want the same affection you know? BUT HEY I CAN LIVE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks and a Day &lt;b&gt;Alexis&lt;/b&gt; and I have not talked...for those of you who don't know she is my ex-sister I have disowned her for life and very much glad to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-85094786?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/85094786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/85094786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85094786' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972319.post-85033178</id><published>2002-11-24T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-24T18:42:19.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ThAnkS for TUNING into My life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3972319-85033178?l=goodgad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/85033178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3972319/posts/default/85033178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodgad.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85033178' title=''/><author><name>KinDerGarTenEr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674914660337260406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
