<?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-7190059</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:06:37.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luv 2 cheer!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-110971297353862066</id><published>2005-03-01T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T14:25:34.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edited for Reasons....lol</title><content type='html'>This post was edited for reasons I don't wish to say...lol.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't really posted in a while but that's okay becuase nothing really fun goes on in my life. Right now I'm talking to Aaron (Sam's boyfriend...and my friend, :p, lol). ...And blah blah blah there was stuff here that I cut out...Today was a boring day because we had a snowday and it was too bad out to do anything or go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to a lot of people is hard while trying to blog so I'm ending this. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-110971297353862066?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/110971297353862066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=110971297353862066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/110971297353862066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/110971297353862066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2005/03/edited-for-reasonslol.html' title='Edited for Reasons....lol'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-110825926276530254</id><published>2005-02-12T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T17:48:15.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Over.</title><content type='html'>Cheerleading season is officially over! I'ts so sad. Now I have to wait until next school year and thats all the way in September! We still have this bowling thing and our banquet, but no more cheering.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the movies yesterday with Megan, Racquel and Catherine. Before Racquel and Catherine got there Megan and I just walked around for a little bit. These guys that were on a bench would stare at us each time we walked by. They were'nt really hott but like one was okay. They were like 17 or 18 or something at least and one time we walked by they were like "where you goin?" and then the other guy said "lookin good". It was so funny. We were going to go talk to them agter when Racquel and Catherine got there but we didn't. Sam was there with some church friends and her boyfriend. They held hands for the first time and it was so cute! They've been going out for 3 months tomorrow. Yeah there relationship's moving kinda slow but they are truley meant to be. They are so in love. lol.&lt;br /&gt;After the movie I went to spend the night at Megan's house.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning my Dad came to pick me up at 11:00 am and me, him and my mom went to Taft in Colonie to look for new furnature. They picked out this ugly color of leather but I'll have to get used to it I guess. I just watched Napolean Dynamite. That movie has no meaning what so ever. I loved it. ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;I finally figured out how to use my webcam to take pictures! I'm happy about that. So, I made an online photo album at PictureTrial.com, &lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/cheeritup12078"&gt;http://www.picturetrail.com/cheeritup12078&lt;/a&gt;. Yeah those are my pictures. The graphics are kinda crappy scince I took pictures of pictures. lol But hey, it works.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I'm like really tired. I slept on the whole ride home from the furnature store. So, I'm going to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-110825926276530254?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/110825926276530254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=110825926276530254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/110825926276530254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/110825926276530254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s Over.'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-110826023595569623</id><published>2005-02-12T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T18:03:55.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-110826023595569623?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/110826023595569623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=110826023595569623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/110826023595569623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/110826023595569623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2005/02/this-is-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-110506380055988829</id><published>2005-01-06T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T18:10:00.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Your Average Cheerleader.</title><content type='html'>Thinking about getting my blog reveiwed, just to see how I would do. I think my blog is pretty cool. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played this one game with quarters with my dad a little while ago. It's pretty fun, I like that game. Aaron Muzzi and Mikey play it all the time in study hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a game in Glens Falls tomorrow. Whoo, all the way to Glens Falls. But, that's okay cuz I get to cheer and thats what I like doing. :-D&lt;br /&gt;People give me dirty looks cuase' im a cheerleader. I'm not like a regular cheerleader whose all preppy and stuck up.  Most of my squad isn't like that either. We aren't a normal team that you would think in like the movies or something. I mean we are still good but we just don't act like the way you think cheerleaders would act.  No sterotyping to be done here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of making a cast page so people will know who I'm talking about but it always takes forever and I never what to right about people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I should go, getting tired and I need to get my rest for tomorrow's game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-110506380055988829?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/110506380055988829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=110506380055988829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/110506380055988829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/110506380055988829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2005/01/not-your-average-cheerleader.html' title='Not Your Average Cheerleader.'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-110504674173357121</id><published>2005-01-06T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T14:09:35.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>Today we had a snow day. I predicted that we would yesterday so I made plans with Autumn but as always they didn't work out becuase of the weather. I wished for a snow day, well I got it, a little too much of it.&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm sitting here bored with nothing to do except for blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Kayleigh and she said she was hanging out with Amanda. She asked me what I was doing and I said watching tv. She said kick ass, I thought you were suppose to hang out with Autumn. I said yea I was but becuase of the stupid weather we couldn't do anything. She goes oh, can I call you back later? I said Sure, and that was that.&lt;br /&gt;I would have liked to hang out with here but oh well. She always says she wants to hang out but when a chance comes around to hang out she turns it down or acts like she's already doing something. It doesn't make sense and it all makes me confused becuase there are two sides to her, the Kayleigh that wants to hang out with me and likes to be around me and talks to me like she luvs me or something at school and then there's the Kayleigh that only talks to me beucase there's nothing better to do. I seriously think she's just using me or something. I wish Kayleigh invited me, I could have actually had fun today. But whatever, I'll get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got off the phone with Racquel and Josh. They're bored too. Had an interesting conversation with them though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed and added some things here so, I hope you like them. Comments would be greatly appreciated. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll probably post later...If I don't well then I suppose you'll have to get over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-110504674173357121?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/110504674173357121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=110504674173357121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/110504674173357121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/110504674173357121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2005/01/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-110074864660869606</id><published>2004-11-17T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T14:10:29.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, my life is so boring I have absolutly nothing to write about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might get to go to the mall this weekend with my mom. Isn't that just so exciting.&lt;br /&gt;I probably won't go, like always my plans always change becuase someone can't go anymore or they're too busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I'm going to bed. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-110074864660869606?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/110074864660869606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=110074864660869606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/110074864660869606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/110074864660869606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2004/11/wow-my-life-is-so-boring-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-110056538262950314</id><published>2004-11-15T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T14:24:15.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in the life of me. Boring as usual.</title><content type='html'>The name "inluvwithaboi26" really no longer explains me.&lt;br /&gt;If only I could be. That won't happen too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I really don't know what happened. Right now it's all just a blur. I can try to remember but I'm not sure I'll get much out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day in the life of me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk into school, as always I walked to my locker and coat away. Then I walk to "A" lobby to see my friends like usual. Only they act different then they normaly do. They don't talk very much like they do in they're hyper ways.&lt;br /&gt;I walk to first period. Boring.&lt;br /&gt;Second's okay.&lt;br /&gt;I walk to see Megan. I walk back for 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;4th's English and we have to write this crap about Helan Keller. My teacher tells me I nedd to stay after school becuase I didn't finish my packet when I really did.&lt;br /&gt;Then lunch. Where we talk about all the stupid things and Josh makes everyone laugh. It's obvious he likes Sam but he thinks that no one knows. Sam has a boyfriend though.&lt;br /&gt;I walk to study hall before I go to the room I tell Jeremy Happy Birthday. Then study hall I ask the teacher why I have to stay after when I really did do the packet. She's a bitch about it. She hates me. She's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Art. The best period of the day. We start to mak our color wheels today. Carly gives me a dollar.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's band. Another thing I suck at.&lt;br /&gt;Finally the last period of the day math. One thing I'm good at even though I think it's boring. We learn about something I don't understand but yet I do.&lt;br /&gt;School's over. I walk to English to stay after school till 2:50.&lt;br /&gt;I go home and help my mom watch Trevor till practice.&lt;br /&gt;I go to cheerleading practice. I get a silver star.&lt;br /&gt;I go home, eat and write in my blog about how boring my life really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad wants to use the computer. I'll write more later. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-110056538262950314?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/110056538262950314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=110056538262950314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/110056538262950314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/110056538262950314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2004/11/day-in-life-of-me-boring-as-usual.html' title='A day in the life of me. Boring as usual.'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-110049795340964252</id><published>2004-11-14T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T21:52:33.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want eighth grade back!</title><content type='html'>Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life was so simple back in eigth grade. I thought it was hard but it really wasn't compared to what my like is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in eighth grade it was all about having a boyfriend and holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;Well, high school happened and now it's all about sex, getting drunk and drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm maybe I should explain. But I really can't.&lt;br /&gt;You would'nt understand unless you were in my shoes. I could sit here and write an entire book on how everything's changed and nothing's alright. But, sadly you still wouldn't understand.&lt;br /&gt;To quote a good song, "You might think I'm happy, but I'm not gunna be okay..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry every night about what's happened to my life. My friend's have changed so much in only one year. Kayleigh and Megan just to name a couple. They just don't care anymore. No one cares. Sam cares. I care. But that doesn't count. They don't listen to us.  Sam crys about it. They still don't care. No one ever will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even have talks to get everything off our mind. It doesn't work. It just makes it worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say to myself I'll never be like them, I'll never do the things that they do. But how do I know that it's not all just a lie. Maybe my whole life is a lie. Who knows. No one does. Not even me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want eighth gade back. I want the innocence we had back.&lt;br /&gt;But, there's no way to get it all back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan says to Sam, I'll never do drugs, I'll never drink.  I promise. Don't worry about it.&lt;br /&gt;Megan changes.&lt;br /&gt;Sam says to Megan, What happened to the promise?&lt;br /&gt;Megan says, People change, get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you really get over it?&lt;br /&gt;There's no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well people do change. For the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, no one cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-110049795340964252?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/110049795340964252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=110049795340964252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/110049795340964252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/110049795340964252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-want-eighth-grade-back.html' title='I want eighth grade back!'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-109418203277831804</id><published>2004-09-02T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T20:27:12.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High School-Ready or not, here I come.</title><content type='html'>I'm so nervous about High School. What if I get lost or somthing? I know some of the high school but not all of it. But the bright side is; new clothes, new shoes, and getting to see my friends every day even if I don't think I have any of them in my classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess Sarah is going back to the way she was.Paranoid about us talking about her. When we really don't. Seriously, we don't. (As in we I mean my friends) She's going back to that again it seems like. Just when I thought everything was going back to normal. Maybe it's that summer is ending. And that she has to see Megan again and everyone together at Girl Scouts. I don't know. We do pick on her, but not intentionaly... I mean we are really just kidding. No one else in the group has a real boyfriend except for Jordan but no one really knows her's. So I just guess it's a reason to kid around with her. It is funny but we don't mean to make her mad or anything. Everyone in the group gets picked on by everyone else. It's what friends do. Sure, we do it to her a little more but it's just becuase there's more of her to be picked on about, and I don't mean that in a bad way. We went to city hall the other day and Megan said somthing to her that may have mad her a little mad I guess. I don't know what it was but it made Sarah say, "Maybe I should't hang out with you guys anymore" and such. So what does Erin do? She makes It worse and turns around and says, "Okay!". She asked me while we were in the van why everyone hates her, I kinda forgot to say that no one does. But I said, "Because your boyfriend". And then she says, "Well then I'll just dump him". Hmm. Maybe I should have said somthing other then,"Okay"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to get off that subject we won our second scrimmage and lost the first. That's okay, they don't count. I don't like having practice so early. I get so tired. Like right now, I should be in bed becuase I know I'll be so tired tomorrow. I should be getting used to getting up early though, you know for school. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about changing my skin, even though everything I think is almost perfect, it's getting quite boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayleigh finally came over last night. We had liked tons of fun. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really get to bed. I'm not that tired but like I said, I will be tomrrow if I don't. I probably won't post tomorrow because I'm going to Lauren's for the night. I haven't been to her house in forever. Any way, Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-109418203277831804?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/109418203277831804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=109418203277831804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/109418203277831804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/109418203277831804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2004/09/high-school-ready-or-not-here-i-come.html' title='High School-Ready or not, here I come.'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-109381429356113934</id><published>2004-08-29T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T14:18:13.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneakerz, Sneakerz, and......Sneakerz.</title><content type='html'>I made the volleyball team! Not very exciting eh? Yeah, we got a scrimmage tomorrow though. I'm not sure if we are actually ready. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like so friggin happy for a change. I got converses today! Me, Mom and Dad went to Peebles so I could get a pncho and I went over to look at shoes, who would know Peebles would have converses?! Wanna see em? Click: &lt;a href="http://www.converse.com/zproductdetails.asp?zcatid=2&amp;zsubcatid=&amp;amp;zgenid=2&amp;leftnavid=1&amp;amp;sku=1K023"&gt;http://www.converse.com/zproductdetails.asp?zcatid=2&amp;zsubcatid=&amp;amp;zgenid=2&amp;leftnavid=1&amp;amp;sku=1K023#&lt;/a&gt;# Hi tops! They actually look good on me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually got three pairs of shoes for this year. I got volleyball shoes and I got my Vans. If you want to see my Vans you can click here:&lt;a href="http://www.journeys.com/catalog_detail.aspx?id=17280"&gt;http://www.journeys.com/catalog_detail.aspx?id=17280&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea im happy cuz I got all of the shoes that I wanted and I also got a poncho today! It's pink and I like it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to go watch a movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-109381429356113934?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/109381429356113934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=109381429356113934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/109381429356113934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/109381429356113934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2004/08/sneakerz-sneakerz-andsneakerz.html' title='Sneakerz, Sneakerz, and......Sneakerz.'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-109253282346035547</id><published>2004-08-14T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T18:20:23.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Guy In the Window</title><content type='html'>Nothing much to say. My sister's up. She's leaving tomorrow though. She should be back soon, she went to a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I had fun at Erin's. When I got there we watched Monty Pathon and the Holy Grail. We had chinese too! Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later-We were sitting on her porch and the lights were on in the apartment across the street. We were sitting there talking and all of a sudden Erin goes, "LOOK AT THAT!". So I look up and I see this guy in the window. Guess what...he was naked. Yes, he was naked. lol. He was just walking back and forth. We were laughing and staring and I think he must have saw us becuase he kept trying to put a towel up and it kept falling down. So then he goes to the other window thinking we won't look there or somthing but he must have saw us there or somthing becuase he crouched down and like ran away. lol Then we saw this kid in the window, he was staring at us. lol Then the lights turned out and we saw a women and the guy and the women start making out, the guy was still naked just to let you know, so was the women and then all of a sudden they fell on somthing and we couldn't see them anymore. Then we see the kid apear in the window. Ugh we were so grossed out.&lt;br /&gt;Later on we saw the guy again only...well you dont wanna know. We heard noises too. Eww makes me grossed out just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched The Butterfly Effect. Which was my second time. I didn't mind though. I love that movie. After the movie we went to sleep. We woke up in the morning and we just liked talked and stuff. Then we got ready and I went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that didn't sound as much fun as it was. Especially with that guy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go work on my latch hook thing-y. Post tomorrow most likey. I'm suppose to be going rollerblading either at High Rollers or on the rail trail or somthing with Sarah after she goes to the mall. Who knows. BUh BYe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-109253282346035547?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/109253282346035547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=109253282346035547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/109253282346035547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/109253282346035547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2004/08/guy-in-window.html' title='The Guy In the Window'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-109241226441989693</id><published>2004-08-13T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T08:51:04.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfection...</title><content type='html'>Yay! Omg I think my blog is just about perfect now. lol.&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up until 3:00am working on my cast page! Doesnt look like much but it is for me!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy about it! he he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to have a good day today! It's certainly turning out well already. I mean even though I went to bed late I wasn't tired when I woke up. Then I got to have my favorite breakfast. I'm also going to Erin's later, like around 7:00. So I would say my day is going pretty good so far. Hey, maybe Kayleigh will even call. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably post before I go to Erin's just to say how my day's going. If I don't then I'll post some time tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-109241226441989693?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/109241226441989693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=109241226441989693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/109241226441989693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/109241226441989693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2004/08/perfection.html' title='Perfection...'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-109234208293186042</id><published>2004-08-12T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T13:26:17.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Time Boredom I Guess...</title><content type='html'>Changed my imood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really have much to say today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to v-ball practice yesterday. Then after dinner I went for a walk with Erin. That was pretty much my day. It was fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm just watching some tv. One of my favotie shows is on, The Fairly Odd Parents. It's kind of a spazy show if you've never seen it. It's pretty funny though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm just in a boring mood today. Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to a relative's house later. I'm not technically related but sort of. It's my cousin's grandparents house. I'm only going for a little bit though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on my cousin is coming over with Trevor my new cousin. Mom is going to be babysitting him...not tonight but during the day when my cousin goes to work. Until he's old enough to go to school. I'm not sure if we'll still be watching him then too. I mean like after school, until he's old enough to stay home alone becuase my cousin doesnt get out of work until 4:30. I don't know. Mom says it's too early to be thinking about that. I guess it is scince he was just born like last month. lol. I'm just being curious I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm staying the night at Erin's. It'll be fun scince we really haven't "hung out" this summer. She's only came over once and then there was the walk. Oh yeah and I went to her house once too. But really, that's not a lot scince she's my best friend you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayleigh hasn't called me again. I think she's going to be dead again. lol. Not literaly but me and Megan considered her dead after she hadn't talked to us for like 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I never relised how much I missed writing in my blog when I stopped writing for that long time. It really helps to write things down and get some things off my mind you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm going to go, guess I had more to say than I thought. lol. Don't know if I'll have time to post later, but I'll probably post before I got to Erin's tomorrow. BUh BYe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-109234208293186042?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/109234208293186042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=109234208293186042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/109234208293186042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/109234208293186042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2004/08/summer-time-boredom-i-guess.html' title='Summer Time Boredom I Guess...'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-109224241644909690</id><published>2004-08-11T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T09:40:16.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Skin</title><content type='html'>Isnt my new skin just awesome? I love mini ipods even though I don't have one. I want one though so that counts. I like the pink mini ipod better. Hmm wish they had green one this thing too, that would be cool. If I were ever to get a mini ipod I would get a pink, green or silver one. There all cool. lol. My Playlist doesnt work if you could figure that out. So I just put some of my favorite songs in. I got codes from other sites but none of them would work when you clicked on it. Gotta get Sarah to help me on that. Hmm. I added some stuff in the navagation too. Like instead of a chatterbox I got a shout box. Also, When I got this skin there was no archives so I added that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta change my imood. I'm not really in luv anymore, not technically. I mean I do like someone or maybe a couple people but I'm not really sure if I like them. Just teenage crushes I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what I'm doing today. But I do know I have to go clean my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-109224241644909690?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/109224241644909690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=109224241644909690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/109224241644909690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/109224241644909690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2004/08/new-skin.html' title='New Skin'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-109219531528776233</id><published>2004-08-10T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T13:02:58.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey Type Thing-y</title><content type='html'>Full Name: Jazmin ***** ****&lt;br /&gt;Nicknames: Jaz,Jazzy, Cuppycake (dont even ask about that one),Billy (that one either)...many others.&lt;br /&gt;Date of birth: September 16, 1990&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live?: A small city in upstate NY.&lt;br /&gt;What school do you attend?: GHS&lt;br /&gt;Siblings and their ages?: Ginger-27&lt;br /&gt;Pets?: cat named Crazy&lt;br /&gt;Lefty or Righty?: Lefty&lt;br /&gt;**********YOUR LOOKS**********&lt;br /&gt;Hair color? Brown with blonde highlights.&lt;br /&gt;Eye color?: Brown.&lt;br /&gt;Height?: 5'3 yes short I know...&lt;br /&gt;Do u wear contacts or glasses?: I only wear glasses sometimes, I'm nearsited.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any piercings?: Ears.&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want more if you do?: Belly Button and the upper parts of my ears.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a tattoo?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;If so what and where?: ...&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear any rings?: No&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a certain fashion you follow? I wear a mix of like everything..jeans and t-shirt is my style.&lt;br /&gt;**********JUST LATELY**********&lt;br /&gt;How are you today?: Mmm, okay I guess.&lt;br /&gt;What pants are you wearing right now?: Uh, my gray fuzzy pants.&lt;br /&gt;What shirt are you wearing right now?: My camp shirt.&lt;br /&gt;What does your hair look like at the moment?: Pulled back in a pony tail.&lt;br /&gt;What song are u listening to right now?: Talk Show On Mute-Incubus (my favorite song)&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing u ate?: Part of a peanut butter power.&lt;br /&gt;How is the weather right now? Warm, rainy, stormy.&lt;br /&gt;Last person u talked to on the phone?: Kayleigh (I finally got ahold of her!)&lt;br /&gt;Last Dream you can remember?: I never remeber my dreams when I need to.&lt;br /&gt;Who are you talking to right now?: No one&lt;br /&gt;What time is it?: 10:54 pm&lt;br /&gt;**********More about YOU!**********&lt;br /&gt;What are the last four digits of your phone number?: ****&lt;br /&gt;If u were a crayon, what color would you be?: Pink&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever almost died?: Not...that...I ...know...of......&lt;br /&gt;How do u eat an Oreo?: Well its very complcated but i will explain it if i must, i take the top of the oreo off and then i take the top off of another oreo and i stick the two parts with cream together and then i dip the ones that i took off in milk...you had to ask didn't you? lol.&lt;br /&gt;What makes u happy?: Being around my friends, flowers and recieving gifts.&lt;br /&gt;What's the next CD you are going to buy?: I don't buy cd's I burn them but if i had to choose umm probably the new Simple Plan cd coming out in October...not September Sarah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;What's the best advice ever given to you?: To stick to your goals and keep trying.&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever won any special awards?: I won an eagle award and a most improved medal in volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;What are your future goals?: To have a good job and a family and to still be friends with the ones i have now.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to dance?: Yes!&lt;br /&gt;What's the stupidest thing u ever done/said?: Uh. I dont know, I've done many stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite memory? Well, I don't really have one but my favorite times were Kelsey's party and The 8th grade dance.&lt;br /&gt;If u could change one thing about you what would it be?: Um hmmm, i dont really know.&lt;br /&gt;Where do you shop the most?: Aeropostale but thats not even my favorite store...my fave. store is Pac Sun.&lt;br /&gt;How many kids do you want to have?: um 2.&lt;br /&gt;Why: so they are never lonley and complaining about being an only child.&lt;br /&gt;Do you do drugs?: No.&lt;br /&gt;Do you drink?: No.&lt;br /&gt;What kind of shampoo and conditioner do you use? Tresem (however you spell it) and somtimes Pantene.&lt;br /&gt;What sport do you hate the most?: Running ...if you dont consider that a sport then....probably baseball.&lt;br /&gt;What are you most scared of?: Dieing.&lt;br /&gt;How many tvs are in your house?: 4&lt;br /&gt;Do you have your own phone line or cell phone?: Both.&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals: Yes. Dont make fun of me.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever broken/sprained/or fractured a bone?: Yup a couple months ago in fact....I sprained my ankle.&lt;br /&gt;Who do you dream about?: I dno.&lt;br /&gt;Who do you tell your dreams too?: My friends i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Who's the loudest friend you have? Omg either Autumn or Kayleigh.&lt;br /&gt;Who's the quietest friend?: Leeasia.&lt;br /&gt;**********Just Questions**********&lt;br /&gt;Is cheerleading a sport?: Well it depends if your competing.&lt;br /&gt;how many liks to thee center of a tootsie pop? I dont know...i dont lick lolipops i suck on them...i dont know many people who lick lolipops. lol.&lt;br /&gt;**********YOU and LOVE**********&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Love? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a girlfriend or boyfriend?: No.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush? Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;Who is your crush?: a person....&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Love at first sight? I dno.&lt;br /&gt;What song do you want played at your wedding?: I dno!&lt;br /&gt;What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?:Hair...deffinatly.&lt;br /&gt;Longest crush: Talon in like 3rd grade tho.&lt;br /&gt;Are you to shy to ask someone out?: Well...I have people ask the person out for me.&lt;br /&gt;Do you find yourself attractive?: I dno.&lt;br /&gt;Do you find yourself ugly?: No.&lt;br /&gt;Do others find you attractive?: Others...as in guys right? if thats what you mean then yeah! lol.&lt;br /&gt;**********Which is WORSE?**********&lt;br /&gt;Making out with Marilyn Manson or Rob Zombie?: Marilyn Manson&lt;br /&gt;Having your tonsils or appendix removed?: Probably Appendix.&lt;br /&gt;**********ON GUYS FOR GIRLS TO FILL OUT*********** (girls only)&lt;br /&gt;Regular underwear or boxers?: Boxers&lt;br /&gt;Long or short hair?: Well um...how can I put this.....shaggy. way too long hair is icky though.&lt;br /&gt;Curly or straight?: Wavy&lt;br /&gt;Tall or short?: Short...I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Six pack or muscular arms?: Six Pack.&lt;br /&gt;**********FOR EVERYONE**********&lt;br /&gt;Cute n' mysterious or wild n' sexy: Wild n' Sexy&lt;br /&gt;Dark or blonde hair:blonde.&lt;br /&gt;Long or short hair: Shaggy...&lt;br /&gt;Curly or straight hair: Wavy.&lt;br /&gt;Color of eyes: Doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;Long or short nails: Okay thats just weird if guys dont cut their nails and nasty.&lt;br /&gt;Hat or no hat: No hat.&lt;br /&gt;Good or bad: In what way?&lt;br /&gt;Hair up or down: Down...&lt;br /&gt;Jewelry or none: I dno...Its fine with me if they have jewlery.&lt;br /&gt;Tall or short: Doesnt really matter but I dont like it if they're too tall.&lt;br /&gt;Accent or no accent: does it matter?&lt;br /&gt;Pants or dress: pants....i would hope no guy wears a dress.&lt;br /&gt;Tan or fair: doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;Glasses: dont care.&lt;br /&gt;Freckles or none: it doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;funny or always cool: Funny.&lt;br /&gt;Talkative or shy: Talkative&lt;br /&gt;Who's your hottest friend? Um well, I dont like him but Brian is hott ya gotta admit. lol.&lt;br /&gt;**********Your FAVS**********&lt;br /&gt;Color?: Pink&lt;br /&gt;Food? Mexican and Arby's&lt;br /&gt;Fast food?: Arby's...yummy.&lt;br /&gt;Candy?: Hot Tamales...deffinatly and oh reeses fast break is pretty good too.&lt;br /&gt;Beverage?: Root Bear&lt;br /&gt;Ice Cream Flavor?: I like nice plain vanilla. I know, I'm boring.&lt;br /&gt;Sport?: Volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;Animal?: Cat.&lt;br /&gt;Fav. type of music?:Alternitive, Rock....yes I hang out with skaters.&lt;br /&gt;Radio Station: 103.5&lt;br /&gt;Song: Incubus-Talk Show On Mute&lt;br /&gt;Band: Blink 182&lt;br /&gt;Number(s): 26...my num.!&lt;br /&gt;Fav. Actor or actress?: Adam Sandler or Ashton Kutcher...he's freakin hott!&lt;br /&gt;Fav. day of the year?: Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;Fav. month? September and October.&lt;br /&gt;TV Show?: 7th Heaven and my fave. cartoon is South Park....he he.&lt;br /&gt;Store?: PacSun.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher?: Mrs. Hornug my 3rd grade teacher...she was just like a mother to me.&lt;br /&gt;Game?: Umm..The Sims.&lt;br /&gt;Saying?: "Dude"&lt;br /&gt;**********Have you EVER**********&lt;br /&gt;Smoked?: No.&lt;br /&gt;Drank?: No.&lt;br /&gt;Ever gotten dumped?: No.&lt;br /&gt;Broke the law?: Well this one time I.........&lt;br /&gt;Stole something?: Not that I know of.&lt;br /&gt;Lied: Yes, deffinatly.&lt;br /&gt;Made yourself cry to get out of trouble?: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Cut yourself: By accident.&lt;br /&gt;Skinny dipped: No.....&lt;br /&gt;Egged a house: No, but it sounds like fun!&lt;br /&gt;Damaged property: No&lt;br /&gt;Got in a fist fight: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;**********On a Final Note**********&lt;br /&gt;Do you like filling these out?: Yea, there fun and I find out more about myself and so do other people&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now?: 11:33pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-109219531528776233?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/109219531528776233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=109219531528776233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/109219531528776233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/109219531528776233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2004/08/survey-type-thing-y.html' title='Survey Type Thing-y'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-109218494029559099</id><published>2004-08-10T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T17:42:20.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Butterfly Effect</title><content type='html'>Whoa....haven't written in a long long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kelsey's Party on Friday.....&lt;br /&gt;Soooo much fun! I only got 1 hour of sleep and that was at 10 o' clock in the morning. I pulled an all-nigher for the first time in my life. Very interesting huh? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, like I was saying it was very fun! There was Amanda, Megan, Sam, Andrea and Racquel (who both didnt spend the night) , Catherine, Bruce, Garecht, Taylor, Brian, and a bunch of Kelsey's sister's friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We antiqued Catherine. lol And for those of you who don't know what that means, it means that we poured flour all over her while she was sleeping so that when she woke up she would look antique and old. lol Yeah she was pretty mad, especially cuz Amanda did it wrong cuz she got scared and she droped the bowl on her....the bowl was made of glass. Yeah......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier we walked to Price Chopper and bought laxitives to but in stuff that the people were eating. Yeah we're pretty mean. ha ha. We put it in the dip which a lot of people ate. I'm not sure if it worked though becuase it said it takes up to 6 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the best party I'd ever been to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah spent the night last night. We had fun. We rented a movie called, The Butterfly Effect. I'm telling you that movie is like the best movie ever! Your deffinatly should see it.  It's a little weird but its very good. I'm going to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finaly got ahold of Kayleigh. I haven't been able to get ahold of her all summer. It was so amazing that she was actually alive. lol. I wanted to do somthing with her but Megan got to her first....figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I  gotta go. BUh BYe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-109218494029559099?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/109218494029559099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=109218494029559099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/109218494029559099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/109218494029559099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2004/08/butterfly-effect.html' title='The Butterfly Effect'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-108821655651602372</id><published>2004-06-25T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T19:22:36.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no post.</title><content type='html'>Wow. Haven't posted in a while. I guess I kinda forgot that I had a blog. Oh, well. I'm back. Mikey and Megan have been going out off and on for the last 3 weeks. Finally Megan decided she's not going to go out with him anymore. We'll see how long that lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;Language Final. Ugh. Hated it, it was so boring and hard. Then we had a picnic! It was actually good food too. ha ha. Then we had a concert which was suppose to be a punk/rock concert which I was all excited because that's my type of music. Guess what? They played oldies music. Yeah. But omg it was so fun! We danced and Kyle Surfis did a stage dive! lol. It was so funny. Went home after that. Kayleigh spent the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;Mikey came over about 11:30. Kayleigh had to leave at 12. Mikey stayed till about 1. I had to start getting ready for promotion and the dance! Once I got there I had to go to homeroom. Promotion lasted until 7:20 and then we had our dance!!! It was so fun. I danced all night. Well until it ended at 10:30! ha ha. I swear it was a night to remember. I'll never forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendsday&lt;br /&gt;Went to Megan's in the morning till about 4:30. Erin spent the night. Nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Walked to BK with Erin. Then we went to Fashion Bug to look at skirts. Then we went to CVS quickly and went home. Erin went home. Pool party for GS at caitlin's. Had fun at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to my sister's house on Sunday. I'm going to be away at her house and camp for 3 weeks. So don't expect any posts after Sunday till the 3 weeks are over. Kay? he he.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-108821655651602372?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/108821655651602372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=108821655651602372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/108821655651602372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/108821655651602372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2004/06/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long time no post.'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-108714736657551683</id><published>2004-06-13T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T10:24:47.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunburn, thats all you need to know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the night at Caitlin's with Erin, Autumn and Sarah. We went swimming which was fun. We played American Idol judging contest in the pool and then we had a fake mosh pit. Doesn't that just sound like fun? We went back inside after a while and we had a discusion about abortions and stem cells and such lol...Don't ask you don't want to know. Then we watched Along Came Polly and had popcorn. Then we went to bed and Caitlin told us the Hambuger story...you don't want to know about that either. We got to sleep around 12:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early in the morning and had pancakes. We all went to Caitlin's church convention to babysit at the nursery. What fun that was. Chasing around little kids all day. Luckly we had about an hour break for lunch by the beach which was sooo fun! I love the beach. Then we went back and while the little kids were watching a video we went and played on the older kids' playground. That was fun too. We left there around 3 and went and had dinner at Pizza Hut. We got a 4 for all and a yummy dessert pizza, which is the best pizza ever. lol But you probably don't want to hear about pizza. Then we all went home. I went to bed super early becuase I was very tired, even though I did take a nap during the car ride back to G-ville and then woke up when we got to Pizza Hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it's &lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a really bad sunburn. I swear it hurts soo bad. I'm trying to find something to do, but it's not going to help sitting on the computer all day so I'll probably post later or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-108714736657551683?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/108714736657551683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=108714736657551683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/108714736657551683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/108714736657551683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2004/06/sunburn-thats-all-you-need-to-know.html' title='Sunburn, thats all you need to know.'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-108657303121580233</id><published>2004-06-06T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T18:45:29.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/sweetskate1990/1081970304_izconverse.JPG" border="0" alt="Converse"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your a CONVERSE. You are probably into a lot of&lt;br&gt;music, skating, and or poetry. Deep down your&lt;br&gt;soul cries for a longing to be loved. Sometimes&lt;br&gt;you can be insecure and moody, but times will&lt;br&gt;change hopefully for the better. You tend to&lt;br&gt;feel very unnoticed and invisible, like nobody&lt;br&gt;notices that you are there, but really you are&lt;br&gt;what most people need for comfort and&lt;br&gt;realization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/sweetskate1990/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20shoe%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of shoe are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/Y/yourgoodfriend/1041831264_skissmyass.gif" border="0" alt="kiss my ass2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;congratulations. you are the kiss my ass happy&lt;br&gt;bunny. You don't care about anyone or anything.&lt;br&gt;You must be so proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/yourgoodfriend/quizzes/which%20happy%20bunny%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;which happy bunny are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifesuxwearahelment.blogspot.com/"&gt;Megan&lt;/a&gt; will like this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/teffie/1036291701_earasshole.gif" border="0" alt="asshole"&gt;&lt;br&gt;your asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/teffie/quizzes/What%20swear%20word%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What swear word are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vinacross/1041991326_fPerfectGF.gif" border="0" alt="You're Perfect ^^"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Which&lt;br&gt;means you're rare or that you cheated :P You're&lt;br&gt;the kind of chick that can hang out with your&lt;br&gt;boyfriend's friends and be silly. You don't&lt;br&gt;care about presents or about going to fancy&lt;br&gt;placed. Hell, just hang out. You're just happy&lt;br&gt;being around your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vinacross/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Girlfriend%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033888958_flufftypal.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8a8c02c)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;schizotypal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/rosiekins/quizzes/Which%20Personality%20Disorder%20Do%20You%20Have%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Personality Disorder Do You Have?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are totally in love.You try to hide it but you&lt;br&gt;cant.You are nice and pritty in your own way&lt;br&gt;and you are a bit of a daydreamer.Have fun!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/madison190/quizzes/Are%20you%20in%20love%3F/"&gt;Are you in love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-108657303121580233?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/108657303121580233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=108657303121580233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/108657303121580233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/108657303121580233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2004/06/quizes.html' title='Quizes'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7190059.post-108620514149749117</id><published>2004-06-02T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T18:18:27.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fresh New Blog!</title><content type='html'>Ahhh.....A fresh new blog. Isn't it beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;I finally came up with a name. Doesn't it just describe me? Well, you would know that unless you were one of my friends now would you? No you wouldn't. One thing you should know about me, I'm very random. If you happen to stumble across this one day you might get scared. he he. Yes. I'm just a 13 year old girl trying to make my life make sense. That probably won't happen anytime soon, but that's okay becuase I like my life just the way it is.&lt;a href="http://www.vball26gothic.blogspot.com"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; blog just dosen't seem to suit me anymore. Especially becuase of the name. Oh well enjoy the randomness of me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7190059-108620514149749117?l=inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/feeds/108620514149749117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7190059&amp;postID=108620514149749117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/108620514149749117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7190059/posts/default/108620514149749117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inluvwithaboi26.blogspot.com/2004/06/fresh-new-blog.html' title='A Fresh New Blog!'/><author><name>Jazmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07031331036700018022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/150/3557/320/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
