<?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-6530043</id><updated>2011-11-10T04:35:36.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS IT...</title><subtitle type='html'>feel a little sorry, feel a little akward, feel a little upset, feel a little...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helovesmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530043/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helovesmenot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122374591035007030</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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530043.post-107895164008840238</id><published>2004-03-10T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T12:50:28.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My PoKeMoN bRiNg AlL tHe bOyS tHe yArd...aNd ThEy'Re lIkE "wAnNa tRAdE cArDs" hElL yEa i wAnNa tRaDe cArDs...BUT NOT MY CHARZARD!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHA! Cait you are the best and i love that lil song...we need to make more parts tho! anyways today was gay as all holy shit and now im online being a loser like always, what are ya gonna do tho. But yea thats it for now &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530043-107895164008840238?l=helovesmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530043/posts/default/107895164008840238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530043/posts/default/107895164008840238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helovesmenot.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107895164008840238' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122374591035007030</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-6530043.post-107889663753098238</id><published>2004-03-09T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T21:33:45.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yea now im writing in this lil journal thingy again...not by choice but by popular demand. Hmmm im not really sure what i should talk about seeing as how certain people named Dom read it. Not to worry though, i think i can trust him not to tell people what i write about...right Dom? yea thats what i thought. Anyways Today was Laggin bad. Slowest day of my life...Highskool sucks. What did i do today? lets see, ummm i went to school, then went home at 12:20 because im kool like that. Then i went to softball practice at 3...why i dont know, I freakin hate practice like no other. Then i came home waited for my daddy to take me shopping...that was nice of him huh? lol hell yea it was! Oh and when i was in the car back from shopping Joshua called me. Why does he call me? Seriously i dont get it, i think he likes to talk to me about melissa and amanda and tell me how much he likes them...(no good.) But since im supposed to be over all that i act like i dont care and just deal with it cuz theres nothin i can do. Yea sooo thats all i have to talk about right now i guess because theres nothing great happening EVER.  Oh yea and Sorry i didnt call you today Dom...I chickened out! yea im a loser i know!&lt;br /&gt;BYE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530043-107889663753098238?l=helovesmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530043/posts/default/107889663753098238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530043/posts/default/107889663753098238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helovesmenot.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107889663753098238' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122374591035007030</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-6530043.post-107794533044267329</id><published>2004-02-27T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T21:18:23.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WADUP G UNIT! HA HA im great. No one is on aim so i have nobody to talk to...Therefore I will write in this thingamajigger. Soooo today i went to 0 period, wow i was up hella early. After that i went to history, that was just too much fun. Art history was pretty boring as usual, My teacher talking about how we all need to stop doing crack and come to her class more often then she decides that opening the window is a good idea "we need to freeze you guys out" her words not mine. Crazy lady. AHHHH! so anyways then i wasn't so bored because my love sent me an IM on my cell phone...YAY! lol so i talked to him for a bit and then like we started talkin about something and i ended up saying i loved him. So naturally he wanted to know HOW i loved him...? Of course i had no clue what to say to that because i seriously don't know. I do know that i love him for sure as a friend and all but i think i could possibly be IN love w/him which is so not me at all, I've never loved anyone. hmmm this could be or first, or not? well i have no idea what it is all i know is that it is friday night and i am at home being bored off my ass! wat kinda shit is that? no one loves me...and i almost care. But yea i will write back again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530043-107794533044267329?l=helovesmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530043/posts/default/107794533044267329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530043/posts/default/107794533044267329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helovesmenot.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107794533044267329' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122374591035007030</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-6530043.post-107783452428832456</id><published>2004-02-26T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T14:31:35.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did you really think that it was over when you hung up the phone &lt;br /&gt;and said goodnight? And did you ever think that it would be &lt;br /&gt;too much? I can't leave without saying goodbye. So did you really &lt;br /&gt;think that you could take it? Could you make it alone tonight? &lt;br /&gt;I never could have hoped for anything more. Be my angel if you &lt;br /&gt;can, alright. You always say goodnight, and you always say goodnight. &lt;br /&gt;So baby did you sleep an hour for me? How I wish I was there &lt;br /&gt;right now. I wasn't going to tell you I could change things. &lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid I never will know how. But I don't really think that &lt;br /&gt;I can take it. Will I make it alone somehow? So hold me in your &lt;br /&gt;arms before I leave you. I'll be back as soon as time allows. &lt;br /&gt;You always say goodnight, and you always say goodnight. Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530043-107783452428832456?l=helovesmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530043/posts/default/107783452428832456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530043/posts/default/107783452428832456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helovesmenot.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107783452428832456' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122374591035007030</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-6530043.post-107776375010218217</id><published>2004-02-25T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T18:51:59.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so today i went to school and we had to do some project in history and i got to work with my lil buddy cait....yea our project was so fuckin dope! lol. Then i went to all my other classes which were gay as all hell, like usual. During fifth period i tried calling my stupid but he didnt answer the phone :( sad... So i went to softball practice and it got rained out so we only practiced for like about an hour. Then i looked on my cell phone and guess what...i had voicemail from my stupid! YAY that made me really happy. I called him back and we talked but not about anything important  (as usual) tear tear. GAWD I WANT HIM....what to do what to do....now i have to go with my daddy to the market but no worries cuz i will update this shit soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530043-107776375010218217?l=helovesmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530043/posts/default/107776375010218217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530043/posts/default/107776375010218217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helovesmenot.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107776375010218217' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122374591035007030</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-6530043.post-107766238300571833</id><published>2004-02-24T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T14:42:30.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wonder if he knows that i like him? i bet he does...it seemed like he likes me back but probably not. i always get my self into this crap where i think i might actually find someone thats just what i wanted then he goes and messes everything up...i always get screwed over i sware to gawd! sooo to you i say thanks for nothing! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530043-107766238300571833?l=helovesmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530043/posts/default/107766238300571833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530043/posts/default/107766238300571833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helovesmenot.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107766238300571833' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122374591035007030</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-6530043.post-107766129982879515</id><published>2004-02-24T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T14:24:27.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so yea im new to this whole blog thing or whatever but i guess im sposed to use this as a lil diary deal...so lets begin...today i went to skool. yea woohoo i barely ever do that. Skool was boring as all hell and now im off to softball practice so later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530043-107766129982879515?l=helovesmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530043/posts/default/107766129982879515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530043/posts/default/107766129982879515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helovesmenot.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107766129982879515' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15122374591035007030</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>
