<?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-2930193334923581457</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:37:24.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Like Winter</title><subtitle type='html'>Live Like Summer</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-269421712796680547</id><published>2008-11-22T00:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:24:12.118-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At this present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;moment, I am on the phone with the spectacular and completly unobtainable Orlando. As he likes to be called. I have been so busy lately but I figured I'd better slow down and write a little bit. If you have been wondering why I don't write on here anymore, it's because often when I write I use the blog Shay and I share. But it is important to keep track of this know, I rarely even write in my diary any longer. I just don't have any free time. Sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway I was reading past blogs and I had to laugh at my self a little. JUST a little... how can one girl go thru almost 6 guys in one year. If you notice I have a picture of every cute boy I dated last year on this blog. Isn't that ridiculous? I was so obsessed with being popular, no I was popular and I was obsessed with being liked by someone. Anyone. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I paid the price. I had a lot of friends but few boys I could really count on there. I am only friend with one of them now, and that was Nick Llobet. The rock star. The one who saved me from Mickey, well actually no one could save me from that. I couldn't and still cant even stop my self from. I just ignore him now. I don't even look at his pictures when I can help it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But on happier and much lighter news, I have applied to 3 colleges already, and Boston College will be my last.. Except if I apply to Furman. Which I might. I am taking the ACT on Dec 13, and I have already taken my SAT and it wasn't as bad as I had always imagined. I am so sick of doing SAT prep shit in school. I am sick of school. I am ready to be out of Highschool. BUT the thought of my graduation day is haunting to say that least. The last time I will be considered an young teenager. I also cannot envision my family in it's entirety there. My dad, Richard, my mother, the baby, Les and Brig, Grams, Gpa, and hopefully Grenna and Poppy. That would be awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am excited to meet my little brother Anthony. He is almost 5 months old, and he is the fattest baby I have ever seen. Almost as cute as Orlando but not quite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Marco and I have been together for almost 3 month now. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; he is my life. I don't do much of anything but see him, work, and school. I have been auditioning for a Part in LI'L ABNER. I am so exicted. I got a call back and I believe I will have a leading role. But I dont want to jump the gun and make assumptions. Anyhow I will stop boring US all with my irrelevance and continue my path to my bed. Goodnight all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-269421712796680547?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/269421712796680547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=269421712796680547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/269421712796680547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/269421712796680547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-this-present.html' title='At this present'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-1852167384277654690</id><published>2008-11-10T22:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:08:35.024-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; Ever &amp; Ever &amp; Ever Amen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SRjos_a00kI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NKJSvmSXoeM/s1600-h/IMG_0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267215623845630530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SRjos_a00kI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NKJSvmSXoeM/s400/IMG_0338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; New Boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SRjoKnjtH1I/AAAAAAAAAIc/vixGMBzfCWM/s1600-h/IMG_0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267215033324871506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SRjoKnjtH1I/AAAAAAAAAIc/vixGMBzfCWM/s400/IMG_0320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; New Unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SRjnfvtbDuI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Fb-uNomA7Qk/s1600-h/173712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267214296778739426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SRjnfvtbDuI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Fb-uNomA7Qk/s400/173712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to say its been fun so far. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-1852167384277654690?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1852167384277654690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=1852167384277654690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/1852167384277654690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/1852167384277654690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2008/11/ever-ever-ever-amen.html' title='&amp; Ever &amp; Ever &amp; Ever Amen.'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SRjos_a00kI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NKJSvmSXoeM/s72-c/IMG_0338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-122725815574612467</id><published>2008-04-24T23:11:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:30:06.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Grease!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Grease has got me so frazzled that I just tried to drink the Queso dip I was eating haha :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My Baby and I just celebrated out one month yesterday :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;B what do you think of the Stage name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Makenzie Summers ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFNRqPuzzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3I-Trc49I8E/s1600-h/trent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193016811128278834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFNRqPuzzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3I-Trc49I8E/s400/trent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shuger and I (background Trent, aka Danny Zuko)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFNLaPuzyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/9fa8ZpWNWyw/s1600-h/spidy+kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193016703754096418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFNLaPuzyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/9fa8ZpWNWyw/s400/spidy+kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not a Real kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFNE6PuzxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uhs_mVpJUT4/s1600-h/screams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193016592084946706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFNE6PuzxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uhs_mVpJUT4/s400/screams.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFM2qPuzwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/oxtAOiCqtx0/s1600-h/my+angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193016347271810818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFM2qPuzwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/oxtAOiCqtx0/s400/my+angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My love shes amazing :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFMyaPuzvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/obBDpjWguHU/s1600-h/milk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193016274257366770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFMyaPuzvI/AAAAAAAAAFM/obBDpjWguHU/s400/milk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get real bored backstage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFMh6PuzuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/8QERjQeyf18/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193015990789525218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFMh6PuzuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/8QERjQeyf18/s400/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; REALLLY BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFMcqPuztI/AAAAAAAAAE8/v_lfmEaMg4k/s1600-h/Kingkongkids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193015900595211986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFMcqPuztI/AAAAAAAAAE8/v_lfmEaMg4k/s400/Kingkongkids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mickey and Justin (Kinickie and Roger on ther off night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFMU6PuzsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/DtC4hDWFgyM/s1600-h/Ish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193015767451225794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFMU6PuzsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/DtC4hDWFgyM/s400/Ish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gogurt Incident. I got gurted on :{ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apperently you shouldnt squeeze them to hard,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193015690141814450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFMQaPuzrI/AAAAAAAAAEs/b6L3xrHibh8/s400/fucking+amazing.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Justin looking really good :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFMLqPuzqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/H6eOneX1xVk/s1600-h/goodlord.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193015608537435810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFMLqPuzqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/H6eOneX1xVk/s400/goodlord.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nervous. haha In my grease outfit :] yay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKay idk what else to sayILY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFMGaPuzpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tYFLeAzTj90/s1600-h/candid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193015518343122578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFMGaPuzpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tYFLeAzTj90/s400/candid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-122725815574612467?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/122725815574612467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=122725815574612467' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/122725815574612467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/122725815574612467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2008/04/go-grease.html' title='Go Grease!'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/SBFNRqPuzzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3I-Trc49I8E/s72-c/trent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-4191506664226005633</id><published>2008-03-31T17:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:30:06.681-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I have all a's and b+ which i am mad abouttt.. but w.e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have had an amazing spring break so far and its not even ovrrr :}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My boyfriend and I&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184020446489308306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/R_FXIUVbbJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/k-EprCeziJE/s400/LOVEE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184021026309893282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/R_FXqEVbbKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RXirBeuCTqY/s400/ball46.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;THE BEACH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-4191506664226005633?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4191506664226005633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=4191506664226005633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/4191506664226005633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/4191506664226005633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2008/03/sooo.html' title='sooo'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/R_FXIUVbbJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/k-EprCeziJE/s72-c/LOVEE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-8680052561299315866</id><published>2008-03-22T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T00:20:08.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>Mathias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is funny, and sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO! yea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-8680052561299315866?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8680052561299315866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=8680052561299315866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Named&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:] hes soo cute, and nice and i just am heheheh'd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we will c IM not holding my breath but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna dive in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:] hehehehehehehehhehhehe&lt;br /&gt;Happy days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-1434508305053329979?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1434508305053329979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=1434508305053329979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/1434508305053329979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/1434508305053329979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-chick-is-no-longer.html' title='This chick is No longer'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-3218110727074205698</id><published>2008-03-04T17:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T17:42:29.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think</title><content type='html'>my love life is in a recession! :{&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Its really gay and getting old fast d hgdth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-3218110727074205698?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3218110727074205698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=3218110727074205698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/3218110727074205698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/3218110727074205698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-think.html' title='I think'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-1916816134195221538</id><published>2008-01-22T14:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T14:16:19.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>:{</title><content type='html'>i dnt feel very good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-1916816134195221538?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1916816134195221538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=1916816134195221538' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/1916816134195221538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/1916816134195221538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=':{'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-3832072948431786372</id><published>2007-11-27T11:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T11:30:50.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am offically a "nightride" girlfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He "asked" me out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or more like told me.. lmao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-3832072948431786372?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3832072948431786372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-6835826255201211873</id><published>2007-11-22T12:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:30:06.862-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>Yay foood food foood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man my eye is twitching and I really hate it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:{&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening to November Rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;amazing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this is too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135702227746686786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/R0Wt900GB0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/6xCgi4flt6I/s400/NBL%26SMS+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-6835826255201211873?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6835826255201211873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=6835826255201211873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/6835826255201211873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/6835826255201211873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/R0Wt900GB0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/6xCgi4flt6I/s72-c/NBL%26SMS+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-6917307710926565601</id><published>2007-11-18T15:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T15:04:12.451-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Im</title><content type='html'>so happpyyy! :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The variety show turned out amazing, and I met sum1 equally amazing;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mommy even knows haha :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work now and then sum hw! :}?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-6917307710926565601?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6917307710926565601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=6917307710926565601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/6917307710926565601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/6917307710926565601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/11/im.html' title='Im'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-8420544603653104368</id><published>2007-10-11T19:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T19:34:58.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>coincidence</title><content type='html'>Typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single.&lt;br /&gt;Grounded.&lt;br /&gt;AND FUCKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w.e mad depressed. mad sad. mad alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY HAPPINESS is that i saw MY SAMMI finally today andddd the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I finally talked to this kid that I c everywhere.. In  school in random places, auditorium office and my classroom when he has a different class. and at publix and starbucks haha&lt;br /&gt;and hes always n a stripped shirt of a different color. ? odd.&lt;br /&gt;yeah so we talked. hes cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a friend only way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-8420544603653104368?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8420544603653104368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=8420544603653104368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/8420544603653104368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/8420544603653104368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/10/coincidence.html' title='coincidence'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-2303398764635829277</id><published>2007-10-01T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T22:26:05.547-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay. I think something is wrong with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That pretty much sums it up.&lt;br /&gt;I am a freak.&lt;br /&gt;I get so afraid of being okay and just letting things be normal.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid of being hurt I can't let my self be fine.&lt;br /&gt;I always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;needneedneed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm clingy (in my mind anyway)&lt;br /&gt;But on the outside, I'm like w.e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like outside I'm fine, Inside I'm screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREAK!&lt;br /&gt;ah.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE IT.&lt;br /&gt;I had a horrible dream too (I'm sick and it was due to high fever and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;benadryl&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream we moved back to Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;Its like I woke up and we were there No goodbyes No anything.&lt;br /&gt;Just all of our stuff was in our old house in Parker.&lt;br /&gt;And Some of my friends moved there too but Like not anyone I really wanted.&lt;br /&gt;And then I had to call my bf and tell him.&lt;br /&gt;And I kept saying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; moving back I just wanna graduate with My friends :{&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up. Ive never been so RELIEVED. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:? WHATS WRONG WITH ME!&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a MARTYR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-2303398764635829277?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2303398764635829277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=2303398764635829277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/2303398764635829277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/2303398764635829277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/10/well-hell.html' title='Well Hell'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-4581296369820699956</id><published>2007-09-25T22:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:30:07.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't this cute?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RvnC7pJSSDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zHjfePza0FY/s1600-h/th_thbestfriends-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114333181768779826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RvnC7pJSSDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zHjfePza0FY/s400/th_thbestfriends-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am so happy these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Almost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;17!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-4581296369820699956?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4581296369820699956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=4581296369820699956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/4581296369820699956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/4581296369820699956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/09/isnt-this-cute.html' title='Isn&apos;t this cute?'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RvnC7pJSSDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zHjfePza0FY/s72-c/th_thbestfriends-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-7546056763133097332</id><published>2007-09-22T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:30:07.275-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My GreenBean and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RvXNL5JSSCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2S8NF_MdjSE/s1600-h/mybabbyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113218556151089186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RvXNL5JSSCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2S8NF_MdjSE/s400/mybabbyy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And to me this make me like him even more, then ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You eva heard da sayin, You don't know wat you had til you lost it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I don't wanna lose you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was like um. yayayayayay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*09-21-07*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-7546056763133097332?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7546056763133097332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=7546056763133097332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/7546056763133097332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/7546056763133097332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-greenbean-and-i.html' title='My GreenBean and I'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RvXNL5JSSCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2S8NF_MdjSE/s72-c/mybabbyy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-2479621484389203988</id><published>2007-09-21T23:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T23:33:01.692-04:00</updated><title type='text'>um.</title><content type='html'>Ignore that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.&lt;br /&gt;have to finish this story later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen's house is waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like um! yay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-2479621484389203988?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2479621484389203988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=2479621484389203988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/2479621484389203988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/2479621484389203988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/09/um.html' title='um.'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-110922490011336022</id><published>2007-09-21T17:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:30:07.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Ah. Man there's a lot to say in such a short time you know? AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So yes. I cried all day yesterday. Well Majority.. like 4:30 to 10? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was so cried out I didn't have ANY Makeup left on my poor face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And the Maker of my cryage, saw me in my misery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After my friend came over to break the news that I again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;had found another "i dnt want a gf". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After I went to publix in a sweater, and sunglasses and a Rudolf nose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After I got in a huge fight with A (the kid i like)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And basically told him to F himself bc nothing he could say was going &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;to change the fact he lead me on, and dropped me like a bad habit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After Carmen rides her bike to my house to surprise me :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He calls. can you come down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And to my face says. I am so sorry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;it almost broke my heart to tell you bc i do like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;but i just dnt want a gf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was. shocked. should I be. NO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And then he questions my shadiness? um. I'm hurt kid. what r u playing at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is how I looked today (with Myles) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hopefully I looked happier then I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112775504504702994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RvQ6O5JSSBI/AAAAAAAAADs/txEMnPduMMI/s400/MYLESisaQ+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112774727115622402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RvQ5hpJSSAI/AAAAAAAAADk/1QyozBO_i88/s400/MYLESisaQ+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Along with all that. I am so tired all the time, and sad. Its like more then PMS. I feel like I just wanna sleep for hours and hours, and when I do I wake up even sadder than before. I'm going to be 17 in a week but I'm not even really happy. Just sad, that nothing good happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"It boils down to its not really you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm mad at the fact,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I keep trying to play the game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and I always get screwed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-110922490011336022?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/110922490011336022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=110922490011336022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/110922490011336022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/110922490011336022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/09/dont-pretend-you-ever-forgot-about-me.html' title='Don&apos;t pretend you ever forgot about me.'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RvQ6O5JSSBI/AAAAAAAAADs/txEMnPduMMI/s72-c/MYLESisaQ+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-1960387716353905211</id><published>2007-09-04T20:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:30:07.918-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So much</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;For a GOD. He's reasonable. but shy. and I want a fly guy some1 who makes me laugh and can speak to me... preferably even ask for my number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rt37v0hPuKI/AAAAAAAAADU/p5PJ4kWX-PQ/s1600-h/tueshot!+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106514351478519970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rt37v0hPuKI/AAAAAAAAADU/p5PJ4kWX-PQ/s400/tueshot!+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rt37m0hPuJI/AAAAAAAAADM/1c7spirpQDk/s1600-h/tuehotkim.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106514196859697298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rt37m0hPuJI/AAAAAAAAADM/1c7spirpQDk/s400/tuehotkim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So short lived were my affections for him.. because I happened upon the one who made this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106514557636950194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rt3770hPuLI/AAAAAAAAADc/KXyzNFAujWc/s400/yayyeea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep in mind that this is not the original and even though its a crude job it still made me laugh when I saw it. Turns out he makes me laugh alot. HA so we shall see where this ends up my fellow dwellers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;On other news. I have been making quiet reasonable grades in my AP class and I believe that I am going to try to get an application for Boston u and Clemson as soon as i have a chance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive given up on school lunch so imma start packing mine. Raw red peppers emm.. and green beans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;UMM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;DELICIOUS MUCH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-1960387716353905211?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1960387716353905211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=1960387716353905211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/1960387716353905211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/1960387716353905211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-much.html' title='So much'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rt37v0hPuKI/AAAAAAAAADU/p5PJ4kWX-PQ/s72-c/tueshot!+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-1619585123186488969</id><published>2007-08-24T15:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T15:59:57.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have seen a GOD.</title><content type='html'>I swear on my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have met, Spoken too, kissed on the cheek, knee bumped and had my hair pulled by a god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HES GORGEOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how his personality is has yet to be seen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus im not just hooking up w him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN we shall c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah i love my classes! rngker cnt talk much now. HAVEto CLEAN. peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-1619585123186488969?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1619585123186488969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=1619585123186488969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/1619585123186488969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/1619585123186488969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-seen-god.html' title='I have seen a GOD.'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-3261172170297628101</id><published>2007-08-13T04:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T04:01:51.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>As you can see,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;very very awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;NOT on purpose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ohkay so I wanted to chat online and then the next thing u know its... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;3:00 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 FUCKING AM!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I have to BE at cypress bay by oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; FIVEFOURTYFIVE! SO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"SELF GO GET A MONSTER CATO LEFT HERE!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and it took me 30 mins to drink it because.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;it takes like sweet/salty sprite with a FRUITY gum flavor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Kinda grossed me out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;but I can deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So i drink that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and now its 4:00 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so another hour and a half of sitting here with my knee vibrating like crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;because I'm caffeine driven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;that's all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i have to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-3261172170297628101?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3261172170297628101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=3261172170297628101' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/3261172170297628101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/3261172170297628101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/08/as-you-can-see.html' title='As you can see,'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-3274737393893609039</id><published>2007-08-03T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T17:05:39.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My</title><content type='html'>Head hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that the past two weeks have been over all amazing.&lt;br /&gt;C has been over every night or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been at his house.&lt;br /&gt;Mom loves him.&lt;br /&gt;He bought her wine last night. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so sweet and such a cutie pie.&lt;br /&gt;I love his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tattoo&lt;/span&gt;... its beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just happy as a lark at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;Will it last?&lt;br /&gt;School Starts in Dos weeks.&lt;br /&gt;NEED SUPPLIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hjdjhg&lt;/span&gt; t&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-3274737393893609039?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3274737393893609039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=3274737393893609039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/3274737393893609039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/3274737393893609039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/08/my.html' title='My'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-7534041360958146189</id><published>2007-07-28T15:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:30:08.552-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RquWAj7UqaI/AAAAAAAAADE/El81PmO1Tco/s1600-h/CarmenMattaCory+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092328740060703138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RquWAj7UqaI/AAAAAAAAADE/El81PmO1Tco/s400/CarmenMattaCory+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RquV3z7UqZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VEDsYWhg9cY/s1600-h/CarmenMattaCory+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092328589736847762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RquV3z7UqZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/VEDsYWhg9cY/s400/CarmenMattaCory+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RquVsj7UqYI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FnqyuSC5ves/s1600-h/CarmenMattaCory+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092328396463319426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RquVsj7UqYI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FnqyuSC5ves/s400/CarmenMattaCory+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RquVhD7UqXI/AAAAAAAAACs/FARF6n8eFzs/s1600-h/CarmenMattaCory+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092328198894823794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RquVhD7UqXI/AAAAAAAAACs/FARF6n8eFzs/s400/CarmenMattaCory+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so HAPPY! :] Pics from last night YEAAHZZAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whootwhoot&lt;/div&gt; and auntie B  i know my roots. :/ im a carolina gal. Damn it. hahah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IM PROUD TO BE SOUTHERN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-7534041360958146189?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7534041360958146189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=7534041360958146189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/7534041360958146189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/7534041360958146189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/07/hm.html' title='HM'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RquWAj7UqaI/AAAAAAAAADE/El81PmO1Tco/s72-c/CarmenMattaCory+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-4550178654767492441</id><published>2007-07-24T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:30:08.789-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My self and I have some Straightening out to do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rqa0Gz7UqWI/AAAAAAAAACk/AcL6eVqPF4M/s1600-h/Summertimewootwoot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090954457900165474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rqa0Gz7UqWI/AAAAAAAAACk/AcL6eVqPF4M/s400/Summertimewootwoot.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well because I haven't written in a while, prepare for a long post :]. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have some things to say and I'm not leaving until i get them all out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I found something funny I wrote in my diary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"06.21.07 Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate Bob the builder. I don't hate Bob, but I hate this one Rolly thing that works for Bob. The song goes, "Bob the builder can we fix it! YES WE CAN!!" &amp; then the fucking Rolly goes, "UH I think so." What The Fuck, you negative thing. Of course you can do it. You work for &lt;strong&gt;Bob&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know that was a little cursey but It was funny the way I wrote it. And I underlined Bob. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well letsss... think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its a lot easier to get rid of someone if you really truly mean it and want it. Like I thought I wasn't going to be able to let go of a certain someone just because he told me he didn't accept that we wernt going to be friends. The truth is all I needed to do is take action... deleting him from my myspace, not giving him my new number, not answering his ims and just plain staying away from him. It just hurts cause I remember sometimes how amazing the good days were and how much fun he could be. But then I look at pictures of him and I just feel so sick to my belly. He's nothing compared to other people I've met though so I guess it's not a big deal. But it still hurts a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The sad part is the last time I talked to him he said everything I'd been waiting for the whole time we were together/wanting to be together. This is in a nutshell what he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything I've done, telling people things to hurt them, all of it was for you. To show you everything we have and had means more to me. Meant the most to me. I can't say I love you because how can&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you know what that is to me. I know that I care about you enough that you could get someone to come beat my ass and I'd still care and want to be with you. I want to be with you but now is not the time I guess. I just want you in my life. If it wasn't important to me why would I push so hard to just get you to talk to me. It means so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And before I hung up, and started hysterically crying I said that I didn't care and that it wasn't worth it to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think that was the worst thing I've ever said to anyone. I felt so bad after I said it I had to hang up and I just layed there and Balled. I don't know. I haven't really thought about that since that night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;UPDATE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;on more recent events and people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything with J is done and I'm glad. I laughed last night cause he imed me like heyyy and I was like wow I'm so over you. I'm not gonna be some losery bitch who sits here and hopes he calls. Ha I bet one day when I look Macked out He'll be like damnn. Im a dumbyyy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive moved on to BIGGER AND BETTER things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'll tell you about that some other time B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't wait until school starts again!! :] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the next few weeks are going to fly by! And then I can get focused again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok well i kinda have ran out of things to say. whoot whoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-4550178654767492441?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4550178654767492441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=4550178654767492441' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/4550178654767492441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/4550178654767492441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-self-and-i-have-some-straightening.html' title='My self and I have some Straightening out to do...'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rqa0Gz7UqWI/AAAAAAAAACk/AcL6eVqPF4M/s72-c/Summertimewootwoot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-6738517667430278904</id><published>2007-07-09T20:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T20:30:35.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed By.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lack of Phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I really hate boys ehdvh gjbhgsjget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just want to go back to like 3 days ago... :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-6738517667430278904?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6738517667430278904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=6738517667430278904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/6738517667430278904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/6738517667430278904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/07/annoyed-by.html' title='Annoyed By.'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-7667032560714946166</id><published>2007-07-08T11:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T11:46:02.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Pray for A Better Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday sucked rather badly. A bunch of people came in that I didn't want to see and then 1  came in that I did want to see... I started my day fabulously.. I was in a great mood... Giddy and then come 6:30 every negative person in the world came to see me, telling me bad things about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr. Man and that he's a dick and says bad things about me. But w.e. I don't care, At this point... I am on my own. My friends like I'm just trying to save you some heart ache.. better to feel alittle now then alot later. But.. uhh. I'm a big girl and its not like I haven't dealt with hurt and mean guys before you know? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;AND on top of that whole mess../&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I must have said 6 or 7 times.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont want to hear anything you have to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Please shut up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont care what you think about him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Stop trying to bring me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gay. Then I see O and my friend comes back to see if I'm still mad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I cried.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It sucks liking someone.. when no1 else can say anything good about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and most of its untrue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Magority&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-7667032560714946166?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7667032560714946166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=7667032560714946166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/7667032560714946166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/7667032560714946166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/07/lets-pray-for-better-day.html' title='Lets Pray for A Better Day.'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-7932836288931452192</id><published>2007-07-07T12:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:30:10.207-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Soooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; I rolled on home at about 1:15 in a white Impala. Can you believe it B! Mom let me out until 1:15 but Granted we DID bring her a cheeseburger from McyD's. We hung out with a bunch of people who work and we went there after it was closed and got all the left over food. It was soo awesome. The kid brought us Ice cream drinks, nuggets all kinds of awesomely fattening food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;J (I have to call him something different, J doesn't have alot good memories except Juli.. :] Mommy. )... Well anyway, yeah I had alot of fun with him last night. HAHAHA. He has to dress up as the purple nugget at McyD's today and I would love to see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well Yesterday was a busy day, I went to sleep about 6:20ish and then woke up at 11 left Coco's house at 3:30 and then went to work til 7 and then he called and we left at 9:40ish. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;On Thursday we went to Carolina Ale house {OK they are only in the Carolinas and then one in Weston, Fl isn't that random!} and it was pretty good as normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Coco likes two boys {well she says she doesn't like Mr. DEE or Doorbell but she just doesn't want them with other ppl lol idk?!} but they're like best friends but she liked on for like 2 years and then the other one came in and now he loves her. It crazy... But the best line the whole night, was as I am sitting across from Mr. DEE, he saw a girl that's his friend and she goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Oh what are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and he replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm with my family"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanted to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was just really sweet but yeah we put salt in there drink when all the boys went to the bathroom together {nohomo}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084499646281822066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Ro_FfU06L3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/2YrPL2Ut228/s400/z5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Cam (Thumper's Bf) and Mr. DEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084499770835873666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Ro_Fmk06L4I/AAAAAAAAACE/Y-T28No0vNU/s400/z7.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Doorbell, Coco, Me, Mr. DEE, 95, and MelMel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084499882505023378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Ro_FtE06L5I/AAAAAAAAACM/jweZ45PW-u0/s400/z1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084499994174173090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Ro_Fzk06L6I/AAAAAAAAACU/reF43zI078I/s400/z8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084501033556258738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Ro_GwE06L7I/AAAAAAAAACc/zMTJL84iAGA/s400/z3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;             Cam and Thumper (Coco's Older Sister) MelMel Coco Doorbell ME Mr. Dee and 95 :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-7932836288931452192?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7932836288931452192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=7932836288931452192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/7932836288931452192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/7932836288931452192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/07/soooo.html' title='Soooo'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Ro_FfU06L3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/2YrPL2Ut228/s72-c/z5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-7588130622869651225</id><published>2007-07-05T11:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:30:10.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Need what Exactly?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; R is A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WERIDOOO&lt;/span&gt;, I love him and he's my Padre but... Have you ever asked someone something kinda blandly, like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Hey Dad do you think you can loan me some money for a new phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive saved up like 300$ on my own." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and they reply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Uh how much exactly". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"from you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ohhh&lt;/span&gt;... 150. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;because I really need a new phone". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"need what exactly" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"a sidekick." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"oh well... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;blahahblhaa&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love him but hes aggravating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Btw&lt;/span&gt; being force to go to the Bad Won't for 7 hours was well, WELL worth it. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083746081384836962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Ro0YIE06L2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/M4et0jO4eAc/s400/Joe+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Because I ended up having a FABULOUS night :] &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;emmmm&lt;/span&gt;. *he's not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bassy&lt;/span&gt; AT ALL" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;reference&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;older&lt;/span&gt; post. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;. Well I have to go get coffee for M. :/ My Belly is full. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-7588130622869651225?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7588130622869651225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=7588130622869651225' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/7588130622869651225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/7588130622869651225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/07/need-what-exactly.html' title='Need what Exactly?'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Ro0YIE06L2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/M4et0jO4eAc/s72-c/Joe+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-1467340942352672368</id><published>2007-06-18T20:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:30:10.562-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something I drew.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rncg09B9heI/AAAAAAAAABs/QTEM6YXma-U/s1600-h/sumthig.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077563198991599074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rncg09B9heI/AAAAAAAAABs/QTEM6YXma-U/s400/sumthig.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pretty cute right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-1467340942352672368?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1467340942352672368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=1467340942352672368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/1467340942352672368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/1467340942352672368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/06/something-i-drew.html' title='Something I drew.'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rncg09B9heI/AAAAAAAAABs/QTEM6YXma-U/s72-c/sumthig.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-6632110224346823842</id><published>2007-06-18T20:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:30:10.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vwa LA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And so it has begun!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;offically&lt;/span&gt;", looking for places to go to college. For those of you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unware&lt;/span&gt; of my intentions, they are as follows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to be a zoologist, and or ethologist. [An animal behaviorist for all you wise owls out there]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;reallllyy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;reallly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;realllly&lt;/span&gt; DO NOT want to got to college in Florida. Ask me why but I really have no clue, I just don't want to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have a huge hard on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for Boston University. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077560686435730882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RnceitB9hcI/AAAAAAAAABc/pvbo8FAWl0U/s400/boston1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077560918363964882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RncewNB9hdI/AAAAAAAAABk/XYi5bgKyEU0/s400/boston2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you see why!??!?!? My god, I mean it's not Harvard. But come on it's breathtaking!! &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I went on the website to see if they had a program for zoology and they don't, HOWEVER. They do have one for Ethology, which really intrigues me. I want to see how their performing arts classes are because I would like to take some of those classes. I also looked up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;UCSB&lt;/span&gt; (University of California of Santa Barbara) and Instate is 5,639 and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OOS&lt;/span&gt; is a whooping 19,850. Boston is the same In or Out. I just want to stay up in the northeast part of the country. New York, RI, Penn, maybe. I really want to live in Boston, though I don't know why. Clemson is also a definite choice. I would just love to visit and see. When I get back in to school, I am going to start applying to some different places!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-6632110224346823842?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6632110224346823842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=6632110224346823842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/6632110224346823842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/6632110224346823842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/06/vwa-la.html' title='Vwa LA!'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/RnceitB9hcI/AAAAAAAAABc/pvbo8FAWl0U/s72-c/boston1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-3929647580037975179</id><published>2007-06-13T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T21:30:07.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you cause</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Very good song. By "Dogs Die In Hot Cars"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have been going very hard to day. I woke up at 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shan&lt;/span&gt; Dropped D off. He screamed for like 45 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. Just screaming at the top of his lungs and he got so mad he threw-up. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; let me pick him up and he hit me when i tried to hold him, so I just let him cry by the door. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Finally&lt;/span&gt;, I read him too stories and pretended to fall asleep during bob the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;f'n&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;builder&lt;/span&gt;. I hate that scarecrow thing, it reminds me of someone I work with. Anyway when D woke up he was very happy and he took a bath and colored and watched Tarzan, Which is BTW one of my most favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; movies ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Did I ever tell you that my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; One week X is a freak. A Freak. This one kid I have a crush on Corey, he's really cool and stuff and he smiles at me and makes me smile and blushy, so i see him as he leaves and he smiles and i return it. I contiune my work and see my OWX. He makes this dumb deer in the headlights look. And thats normal folks. He just an oddball, in a immature, annoying way. Gross. Kissing him was like a bass attempting to tounge you. EW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; dinners ready.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all I have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;say&lt;/span&gt; for now. Toots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-3929647580037975179?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3929647580037975179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=3929647580037975179' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/3929647580037975179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/3929647580037975179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-you-cause.html' title='I love you cause'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-1254326414753252266</id><published>2007-06-12T13:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T13:54:55.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happpyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Birthday Auntie LOO LOO! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-1254326414753252266?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1254326414753252266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=1254326414753252266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/1254326414753252266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/1254326414753252266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/06/happpyyy.html' title='Happpyyy'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930193334923581457.post-5166993016182401650</id><published>2007-06-11T14:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:30:11.849-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome All.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had to start a new blog because I couldn't sign in to my old one. I have nothing really good to say right now though. Donovan is sleeping and I am listening to a really cool song. "If I was your man" By Joe. I like it alot! :] UM. The rabbit is gone!! :] YAY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing really that cool has been happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok for those of you who don't know me. Let's have a little Pow-wow, and introduce me into your life! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074874042658161954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rm2TDdB9hSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/444z09Z9ER8/s320/COCO16+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's Coco. My bestfriend, at her sweet sixteen party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074877530171606402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rm2WOdB9hYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zwt5Ci9E_NE/s400/COCO16+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074875322558416194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rm2UN9B9hUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6eNrd_dkI8E/s400/COCO16+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my soon-to-be boyfriend. I believe/Hope. Tony.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074878539488921010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rm2XJNB9hbI/AAAAAAAAABU/BgE3LHHp4bU/s400/loves+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is Rubi. She is the shit. :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074876465019716962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rm2VQdB9hWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kZoqqplOKdw/s400/love.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is My beautiful Auntie! ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074878204481471906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rm2W1tB9haI/AAAAAAAAABM/wSQ5ihgS7aI/s400/summerjoemeag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tukki, Steinburg and I in Habibi's Car. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074877770689774994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rm2WcdB9hZI/AAAAAAAAABE/Plg_SenIYlQ/s400/wow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My Hero/Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930193334923581457-5166993016182401650?l=chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5166993016182401650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2930193334923581457&amp;postID=5166993016182401650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/5166993016182401650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930193334923581457/posts/default/5166993016182401650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chalkwordsonthestreet.blogspot.com/2007/06/welcome-all.html' title='Welcome All.'/><author><name>Summerita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15661616770590562088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j86/Samplebread/MEUYA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQJMT_RHffg/Rm2TDdB9hSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/444z09Z9ER8/s72-c/COCO16+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
