<?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-3930950</id><updated>2011-07-23T23:00:15.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'>done</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;b&gt;i *heart*&lt;/b&gt;: 30 seconds to mars</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3930950.post-87659613</id><published>2003-01-18T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-18T20:30:41.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one door closes. and another opens. but its location is a secret! BWAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;for the url.. email me..  sheleft@hotmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-87659613?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/87659613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/87659613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87659613' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-87619358</id><published>2003-01-17T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T21:13:11.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/angelzashez/quizzes/what's%20YOUR%20deepest%20secret%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/angelzashez/1040330304_swoodchuck.gif" border="0" alt="woodchuck"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-87619358?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/87619358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/87619358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87619358' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-87512815</id><published>2003-01-15T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T22:31:55.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dreadfully tired. i tried doing my homework and i just dont get it. only like 2 problems though. maybe i'll check out the math tutoring center soon, if i dont get the hang of the stuff in section 2.2. im not too worried though. i need to work on my lib paper. its short and due friday. but ((AH!)) i dont feel like doing it. i ate entirely too much today and i feel horrid. like nasty ick. *yawn*    tomorrow is my busy day. im not looking forward to it. actually, it wont be that bad. &lt;br /&gt;as far as me and A...  &lt;br /&gt;we're broken up. like.. we talked the next day, after our discussion. and he was leaning towards yes and i decided no. so we're apart. but we still talk all the time. and ..everything is good. im happy right now. except for my gas. i have it. bad. and its all gurgly in my belly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-87512815?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/87512815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/87512815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87512815' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-87353511</id><published>2003-01-13T09:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T09:38:59.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>didnt sleep well last nite. tossed and turned a lot. then i awoke to S's alarm this morning. scared me half to death. im very tired. the reason i couldnt sleep? couldnt tell ya. could've been that i went to bed when i wasnt tired at all, or the fact that WE had a discussion last nite about our relationship and how... we're not in one right now? we broke up and i thought we were back together, or so i thought. i guess we werent. but .. it seemed like it. then things happened the other nite that shouldnt have and that we both regret. so.. anyway. we talked last nite. and &lt;b&gt;he&lt;/b&gt; has some things to sort out. he doesnt know whether he wants to be with me or not. and.. i want to be with him. i think. maybe i dont. maybe its better to not be together. AH! i dont know. its hard. i love him to death. but.. then i dont know. should we be together? half of me says "yes! of course!" and the other half says "hey NO WAY. dont be stupid." this isnt the first breakup. no sir. twice before. thats &lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt; breakups. thats not good. and the way our relationship is isnt good. constant fighting. but the past week has been good. but.. i dont know. E says no way, no getting back together. i dont know what i want or what to do. im just waiting on him i guess. &lt;br /&gt;in other news..&lt;br /&gt;i dont have much $ in my checking account and i have ZERO cash on me, and i have to go buy a book today for my lib class that came in that wasnt in when i got my other books. i also need to find some way to pay for my coldplay ticket. &lt;br /&gt;im getting a shower now. (i was too lazy last nite to get one.) ((ew.))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-87353511?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/87353511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/87353511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87353511' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-87011311</id><published>2003-01-06T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-06T11:23:03.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back at school. woopie doopie doo. i've still got so much to do. like.. unpacking. more like putting away/finding room for. im dreadfully tired. slept at A's house last nite. more like tried to sleep. cant sleep when there's snoring and one of the other room mates coming in at 4am from work and being really LOUD. &lt;br /&gt;i have class at 4. OH! S and i have the same geo lecture! HA! its cool! sadly we dont have the same lab. now THAT would rock. &lt;br /&gt;my math class is in the same room as my math class last semester... hmmmm. i guess thats good. &lt;br /&gt;3 classes tomorrow. yikes. i think i may go look for my classes later. maybe. &lt;br /&gt;gosh im tired. for the past 4 days i havent gotten hardly any sleep. &lt;br /&gt;im gonna finish putting stuff away, then i'd like to hook up my webcam and mouse.. and.. cd burner.. and maybe my printer. whew. i've got lots to do. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-87011311?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/87011311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/87011311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87011311' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-86529650</id><published>2002-12-25T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-25T19:54:59.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well hello!!! im back at home (obviously) and have had ZERO computer access. except for now, and when E let me use her comp that one day. &lt;br /&gt;update:&lt;br /&gt;jackass SUCKED ASS. we left early. it was dumb. and .. just horrible. hugest waste of money. &lt;br /&gt;brother had to have ANOTHER surgery on the day he was supposed to go home. they had to do it again because the screws came loose. so he was in the hospital for c-mas today. he'll be out in a couple of days. then we'll open our presents with mom. my brother didnt wanna do it in the hospital so im waiting to do mine too. dad and i took all of the presents up and we opened presents from dad at the hospital. it was cool. got many fun things. &lt;br /&gt;work is going well. got a raise!  :D&lt;br /&gt;shouldve worked yesterday but i suck and didnt go in. i should work tomorrow too.. but .. yea. i dont know. maybe.&lt;br /&gt;im really full. i just ate some meatballs and then had some pecan pie. STUFFED. i wasnt even that hungry to begin with. mom made pecan pie for the first time, and nailed it. its sooooo good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;IT SNOWED 8 INCHES LAST NITE.&lt;/b&gt; we had zero snow, then WHAM! we got 8 inches dumped on us last nite. insane. was really fun driving today. sha. not. &lt;br /&gt;saw A today for the first time in 2 weeks. he came to the hospital and visited me (and my brother too!) he was sad to leave. it was so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna go to the bathroom and get ready to leave. moms getting ready for bed. &lt;br /&gt;gosh im stuffed.  *barf*&lt;br /&gt;tootles!!&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-86529650?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/86529650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/86529650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86529650' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85966573</id><published>2002-12-13T17:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-13T17:56:21.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going to see &lt;b&gt;JACKASS!! LIVE!&lt;/b&gt; tonite!! then going back home for c-mas. brother is having back surgery monday morning. i should be starting work on tue or wed. .. or thurs. but sometime that week i'll be working back at the 'ole job. &lt;br /&gt;i've got so much stuff packed. clothes mostly. cant wear jeans at work. cleaning all day. not fun. &lt;br /&gt;anyway!! BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85966573?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85966573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85966573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85966573' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85924592</id><published>2002-12-12T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-12T21:51:18.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>9 minutes and counting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its almost time for &lt;b&gt;ER!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85924592?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85924592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85924592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85924592' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85924491</id><published>2002-12-12T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-12T21:48:54.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so.. instead of sunday, im going back on saturday. which is.. ((ultra cool)).&lt;br /&gt;*burp*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85924491?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85924491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85924491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85924491' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85875893</id><published>2002-12-11T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T23:17:14.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do wop do wop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85875893?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85875893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85875893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85875893' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85875376</id><published>2002-12-11T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T23:05:32.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, so i had a B+ in my math class. had. after getting a whopping &lt;b&gt;68%&lt;/b&gt; on the final, my grade is a C+.&lt;br /&gt;i got an effin C+. &lt;br /&gt;SO not happy.&lt;br /&gt;not one bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85875376?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85875376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85875376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85875376' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85852329</id><published>2002-12-11T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T14:49:20.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is too perfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Kanemitsu/quizzes/%20What%20annoying%20Celebrity%20would%20you%20most%20likely%20wanna%20kill%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/K/Kanemitsu/1036685256_pic-redhat.jpg" border="0" alt="You%20wanna%20kill%20Avril"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt; What annoying Celebrity would you most likely wanna kill?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85852329?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85852329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85852329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85852329' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85850337</id><published>2002-12-11T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T14:49:04.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la la la&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85850337?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85850337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85850337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85850337' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85850077</id><published>2002-12-11T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T13:52:07.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/brittysucks/quizzes/Who%20are%20you%20most%20likely%20to%20fuck/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizilla.com/user_images/1033384791_tanyjordan.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85850077?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85850077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85850077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85850077' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85849209</id><published>2002-12-11T13:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T13:29:26.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/teffie/quizzes/What%20swear%20word%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/teffie/1036291701_earasshole.gif" border="0" alt="asshole"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What swear word are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85849209?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85849209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85849209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85849209' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85795153</id><published>2002-12-10T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-10T14:06:13.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Procrastination is like masturbation. They're both fun until you realize you're just fucking yourself.&lt;br /&gt;stick THAT in your back pocket.&lt;br /&gt;tootles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85795153?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85795153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85795153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85795153' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85742727</id><published>2002-12-09T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-09T15:22:41.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the sun the sun! oh how i've missed thee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85742727?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85742727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85742727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85742727' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85742101</id><published>2002-12-09T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-09T15:09:02.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lizardrose123: i think i just broke my adventure&lt;br /&gt;facetothesky: ?&lt;br /&gt;Lizardrose123: LOL!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lizardrose123: i meant ankle&lt;br /&gt;Lizardrose123: L O L&lt;br /&gt;Lizardrose123: i was listening to the tv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85742101?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85742101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85742101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85742101' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85740160</id><published>2002-12-09T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-09T14:26:49.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'is he breathing?'&lt;br /&gt;'hell no. but he's hung like a stallion.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85740160?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85740160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85740160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85740160' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85671290</id><published>2002-12-08T02:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-08T02:18:06.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>S has SO much work and a huge paper to do.. rather than an exam in one of her classes.. and i dont have much at all.&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad..&lt;br /&gt;and i dont. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85671290?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85671290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85671290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85671290' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85664867</id><published>2002-12-07T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-07T22:58:08.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got him the BEST christmas present ever!!&lt;br /&gt;ok, maybe not the best ever, .. but that boy is going to SHIT HIS PANTS when he opens it. HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! i cant wait!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85664867?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85664867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85664867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85664867' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85562639</id><published>2002-12-05T18:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T18:53:04.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*yawn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85562639?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85562639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85562639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85562639' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85562348</id><published>2002-12-05T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T18:32:28.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, i have a date tomorrow nite.  a movie date with one A. i do believe we will be enjoying 'the shining'. &lt;br /&gt;cripes im tired. &lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna get a shower now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ER tonite!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85562348?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85562348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85562348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85562348' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85559728</id><published>2002-12-05T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T17:33:08.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>due to the fact that you had to have a drivers license or a passport, and the fact that i had a class immediately following, i have to wait until tomorrow and walk my happy butt cleeeeeeeeeear over to student services and THEN get the results of my test. &lt;br /&gt;i honestly dont know how i did. if i passed it'll be just barely i think. yes. so im hungry. im gonna find something to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85559728?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85559728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85559728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85559728' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85491754</id><published>2002-12-04T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-04T12:57:49.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im done im done im done!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to stress about other things..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85491754?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85491754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85491754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85491754' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85465505</id><published>2002-12-03T23:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-03T23:54:43.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow is my last day of writing!!!!!!   . . . . unless i have to retake the class...   but. yea. i wont.     so.. tomorrow's my last day!!! IM SO HAPPY you dont even know.&lt;br /&gt;then wed next week from 8-10 i have my math exam. and thurs from 4-6 i have my hist exam. yes yes yes. so excited that this sem is almost over!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but then there's next sem..... :sigh:  lol  i hope its not that bad. i HATE writing papers. and i hate doing presentations. i havent had any presentations this sem. so .. i hate them and never want to do them. ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85465505?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85465505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85465505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85465505' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85417458</id><published>2002-12-03T00:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-03T00:22:21.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tee hee hee! now its off to bed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85417458?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85417458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85417458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85417458' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85417148</id><published>2002-12-03T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-03T00:13:57.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im oh so very tired. &lt;br /&gt;i have so much stuff to do this week. and next. but mainly this week.    wed is my last day in writing and i have to hand in my portfolio. some people handed theirs in today. not me. &lt;br /&gt;i have the math placement test thursday. that will determine whether i have to take 110 or not. hopefully NOT.&lt;br /&gt;i have a math test tomorrow over chapters 7 and 8. &lt;br /&gt;not to mention my finals in math and world civ. next week. &lt;br /&gt;BUT! on a brighter note: the boy and i are getting along..  i know i know. write it down. its amazing. &lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85417148?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85417148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85417148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85417148' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85263909</id><published>2002-11-29T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-29T14:13:16.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i ate entirely too much yesterday. it was good though.&lt;br /&gt;im here, hangin out with my cat. .. and unfortunately, my brother. and 54678 dogs.  i *heart* my kitty. he's so cute and fat!! i just wanna squeeze him!! &lt;br /&gt;i cant wait until i can get my own place and have him there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother is going to die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85263909?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85263909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85263909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85263909' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85091380</id><published>2002-11-25T23:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T23:23:56.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright, tomorrow im going home. after class. have a FABULOUS thanksgiving. &lt;br /&gt;everything will be great for me! lots of plans! ;D&lt;br /&gt;BYE!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85091380?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85091380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85091380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85091380' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85091341</id><published>2002-11-25T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T23:23:03.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*big hug* for joe. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85091341?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85091341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85091341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85091341' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85066209</id><published>2002-11-25T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T13:48:18.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT'S ALMOST TURKEY DAY!!! YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;going home tomorrow!! WOOT WOOT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85066209?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85066209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85066209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85066209' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85039872</id><published>2002-11-25T00:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T00:24:43.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>29 Quotes Taken From Actual Medical Records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. By the time he was admitted, his rapid heart had stopped, and he was feeling better. &lt;br /&gt;2. Patient has chest pain if she lies on her left side for over a year. &lt;br /&gt;3. On the second day the knee was better and on the third day it had completely disappeared. &lt;br /&gt;4. She has had no rigors or shaking chills, but her husband states she was very hot in bed last night. &lt;br /&gt;5. The patient has been depressed ever since she began seeing me in 1983 &lt;br /&gt;6. Patient was released to outpatient department without dressing. &lt;br /&gt;7. I have suggested that he loosen his pants before standing, and then, when he stands with the help of his wife, they should fall to the floor. &lt;br /&gt;8. The patient is tearful and crying constantly. She also appears to be depressed. &lt;br /&gt;9. Discharge status: Alive but without permission. &lt;br /&gt;10. The patient will need disposition, and therefore we will get Dr. Blank to dispose of him. &lt;br /&gt;11. Healthy appearing decrepit 69 year-old male, mentally alert but forgetful. &lt;br /&gt;12. The patient refused an autopsy. &lt;br /&gt;13. The patient has no past history of suicides. &lt;br /&gt;14. The patient expired on the floor uneventfully. &lt;br /&gt;15. Patient has left his white blood cells at another hospital. &lt;br /&gt;16. The patient's past medical history has been remarkably insignificant with only a 40 pound weight gain in the past three days. &lt;br /&gt;17. She slipped on the ice and apparently her legs went in separate directions in early December. &lt;br /&gt;18. The patient experienced sudden onset of severe shortness of breath with a picture of acute pulmonary edema at home while having sex which gradually deteriorated in the emergency room. &lt;br /&gt;19. The patient had waffles for breakfast and anorexia for lunch. &lt;br /&gt;20. Between you and me, we ought to be able to get this lady pregnant. &lt;br /&gt;21. The patient was in his usual state of good health until his airplane ran out of gas and crashed. &lt;br /&gt;22. Since she can't get pregnant with her husband, I thought you would like to work her up. &lt;br /&gt;23. She is numb from her toes down. &lt;br /&gt;24. While in the ER, she was examined, X-rated and sent home. &lt;br /&gt;25. The skin was moist and dry. &lt;br /&gt;26. Occasional, constant, infrequent headaches. &lt;br /&gt;27. Coming from Detroit, this man has no children. &lt;br /&gt;28. Patient was alert and unresponsive. &lt;br /&gt;29. When she fainted, her eyes rolled around the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ from &lt;a href="http://ph8.blogspot.com"&gt;ph8.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; +&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85039872?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85039872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85039872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85039872' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85021237</id><published>2002-11-24T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-24T16:33:26.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quick. find me a boy. one that fits all of my criteria, has everything i want in a boy. one that i dont fight with every 5 minutes. one that i would have a perfect relationship with.&lt;br /&gt;quick. find him for me and send him my way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85021237?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85021237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85021237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85021237' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-85020649</id><published>2002-11-24T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-24T16:17:12.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eating popcorn and drinking cranberry juice. talking to E. should do homework. slept until 1:30.. went to bed at 3. in pj's still. upset. confused. sad. pissed. unsure. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-85020649?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85020649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/85020649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85020649' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84962001</id><published>2002-11-23T02:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-23T02:48:54.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for follow up on battle of the bands.. etc. go to &lt;a href="http://eandmorock.blogspot.com"&gt; here.&lt;/a&gt; its another blog i use.. shared with my most awesome super duper best friend E! &lt;br /&gt;its quite nice. &lt;br /&gt;looks similar to this one actually.  :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84962001?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84962001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84962001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84962001' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84945462</id><published>2002-11-22T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-22T17:54:18.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>off to the battle of the bands tonite at the orbit room!&lt;br /&gt;i hope it doesnt suck.&lt;br /&gt;its so depressing when you look out your window and its not even 6pm and its completely dark. &lt;br /&gt;yikes. those spagetti O's gave me some indigestion. hm. never have before. &lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84945462?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84945462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84945462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84945462' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84938234</id><published>2002-11-22T15:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-22T15:02:22.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as much as i try and try, i just cant seem to do my &lt;d&gt;DAMN HOMEWORK!!&lt;/b&gt; must.. try.. again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84938234?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84938234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84938234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84938234' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84908594</id><published>2002-11-22T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-22T00:12:44.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, so we're gonna go to bed. goodnite moto..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84908594?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84908594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84908594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84908594' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84907953</id><published>2002-11-21T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-21T23:55:48.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yep. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84907953?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84907953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84907953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84907953' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84907721</id><published>2002-11-21T23:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-21T23:49:30.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yea, so S is doing her homework. has been all day. is almost done. moi? oh no ononononononono. nothing. nada. NOTHING. but tomorrow, yes tomorrow. i &lt;b&gt;will&lt;/b&gt; get my shit done. i have to. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84907721?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84907721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84907721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84907721' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84800211</id><published>2002-11-20T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-20T00:08:36.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>check this out! so, fri dec 13th is jackass right, and Calibretto 13 plays saturday! i didnt think it was going to be the same weekend, but alright! PLUS thats the end of the semester! that's going to be the grandest weekend of all! OF ALL I TELL YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84800211?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84800211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84800211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84800211' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84691659</id><published>2002-11-17T23:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-17T23:43:18.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>H to the izzo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84691659?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84691659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84691659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84691659' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84689817</id><published>2002-11-17T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-17T22:56:21.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:sigh: my weekend was wonderful..  im not going into every detail.. but i had a great time. i got to hang out with my mom and my dad, and my family. and my dear friends (sadly, not all of them), and i got to see one of the sweetest people that i've ever met. i went to her house today and stayed for 2 hours. she's the best. i love her.&lt;br /&gt;a great great super duper weekend!&lt;br /&gt;got tickets for "dont try this at home" , that jackass thing. its gonna rawk!&lt;br /&gt;the way my weekend ended, this evening, was not cool. we fought. it was big. i said something i shouldnt have. he called me something horrible. he's sorry. im upset. if that wouldnt have happened, it would have been perfect. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84689817?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84689817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84689817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84689817' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84582792</id><published>2002-11-15T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-15T11:51:22.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yayayayayayayay!!!!! &lt;b&gt;IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84582792?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84582792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84582792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84582792' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84560714</id><published>2002-11-14T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-14T23:26:02.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, im off to the shower now. &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's &lt;b&gt;MY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/b&gt; yay! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84560714?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84560714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84560714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84560714' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84560515</id><published>2002-11-14T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-14T23:20:08.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate it when i get like this. &lt;br /&gt;but this is nothing. it used to be sooo bad. and this is nothing. i just got excited because 'he' said he'd go somewhere with me after i asked Him to go.. and he said he didnt wanna spend the money. so i said fine you're uninvited. ask (him) if he'll go with me. so He asked him, and he's like yea sure. so i got excited. if it werent for that, then i wouldnt be trying to force back the beginnings of these feelings that i've locked up. &lt;br /&gt;double oi.&lt;br /&gt;seriously. i'll be better tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84560515?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84560515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84560515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84560515' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84560276</id><published>2002-11-14T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-14T23:13:50.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and then .. i think about Him.. my guy.  how he loves me soooo much. and i love him. and we're both just silly. and we dont care about much. just a couple of geeks. we have so much fun. and we love each other. and we make love.. its just so amazing. could the 'him' thing be purely physical? im thinking.. yes. but he has a big nose. i dont know. ohh... his voice. my Him doesnt have that ..oooo hot hot sexy voice. but he does. &lt;br /&gt;oi.&lt;br /&gt;im such a mess.&lt;br /&gt;i'll stick with mine. because i love Him. and i'll push him out of my mind. &lt;br /&gt;yes. there's the ticket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84560276?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84560276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84560276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84560276' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84557021</id><published>2002-11-14T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-14T23:11:30.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh goodness me. for the LONGEST time i was so obsessed and infatuated with him. even when i was with Him. we've been together for a year and a half. i got over him because im with Him. i've been over him for.. oh, a couple of months. when i did like him it would get really really bad, then not so bad. &lt;br /&gt;i think its coming back. after months of being fine and not thinking about him. .. i think it might be coming back.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i'll talk myself out of it, and just tell myself that friends is good. even though we're not close friends, thats what we have to be. because im with Him, and the other him.. has 3 girls after him. 2 of which he likes back. one he thinks is super duper hot and cool (she's asian), the other he loved and was with for almost 2 years, and the last is obsessed with him and is a little annoying, and he doesnt like her back. (no im not talking about me.) &lt;br /&gt;so i have NO chance at all. he's got his pick of basically anyone he wants. &lt;br /&gt;get over it. just.. get over it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84557021?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84557021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84557021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84557021' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84510258</id><published>2002-11-14T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-14T00:09:50.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im almost done with my first draft of my research paper. its not that great. its ok.. but it needs work. i wish i wasnt an ass and had started it sooner..&lt;br /&gt;i need to get my shit DONE tomorrow. friday im leaving at 12 to go home for the weekend &lt;b&gt;FOR MY BIRTHDAY!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wont be here to do work. *sigh*   so. i need to do it tomorrow. finsih my research paper, finish my anger paper and possibly start a new one if that one sucks really bad, and revise my music one.. that should be easy though. i have to change like 2 things or something. its been revised a lot. so thats basically done. anyway. i do believe that im going to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84510258?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84510258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84510258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84510258' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84398590</id><published>2002-11-11T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-11T22:49:27.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i actually did some homework! WOOT WOOT! not a ton, but enough for me to be like "damn, i did my work and i feel good BITCH!!!"&lt;br /&gt;now, to finish my essay, and DO my research paper... thats a whole other story. i need to get my damn research paper going and DONE by wednesday. heh, wont happen. i'd like to have some of it though. just so someone can read it over. oi. &lt;br /&gt;i feel fat today. no good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84398590?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84398590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84398590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84398590' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84281326</id><published>2002-11-09T12:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-09T12:07:41.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; just 6 more days!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84281326?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84281326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84281326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84281326' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84281307</id><published>2002-11-09T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-09T12:07:10.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/findingstars/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20punk%20kid%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizilla.com/user_images/1033477778_CPicsquizemokid.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of punk kid are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84281307?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84281307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84281307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84281307' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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-3930950.post-84279288</id><published>2002-11-09T11:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-09T11:05:42.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>switched to a new blog.&lt;br /&gt;yippee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3930950-84279288?l=somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84279288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3930950/posts/default/84279288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingbeautiful.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84279288' title=''/><author><name>B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00350240322433377283</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>
