<?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-7199896257903149019</id><updated>2011-07-31T02:51:58.430-07:00</updated><category term='I Did It Again.'/><category term='Oops'/><title type='text'>Poster Of A Girl</title><subtitle type='html'>I know you feel it too .</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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type='html'>That's right.&lt;br /&gt;MADE.&lt;br /&gt;Well hi there&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done this in a long tiome&lt;br /&gt;I thought it never would get old&lt;br /&gt;hah&lt;br /&gt;it did.&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty damn sure I got a speeding ticket&lt;br /&gt;so I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;saving money is not working for the tattoo&lt;br /&gt;I need to try harder.&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of the business of getting a fake&lt;br /&gt;I want to save it for my birthday&lt;br /&gt;plus i keep doing bad things and karma (orgod) is repaying me&lt;br /&gt;so I am out of the business.&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy I don't know if i told you i got the job at cookies by george.&lt;br /&gt;COME VISIT ME&lt;br /&gt;uhm&lt;br /&gt;did i say money isnt working fofr tattoo&lt;br /&gt;and my piercing fell out&lt;br /&gt;and i dont want to go to the u of a&lt;br /&gt;and i am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Smiles'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-5159555217419349689</id><published>2010-02-13T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:58:52.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Post</title><content type='html'>you cant be to careful anymore&lt;br /&gt;when all that is waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;wont come any closer&lt;br /&gt;you've got to reach a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humph.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;emotions have been on a rollercoaster for the past 2 days&lt;br /&gt;one from that party&lt;br /&gt;one from somewhere else&lt;br /&gt;about from sent to invited from who?&lt;br /&gt;you'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;humph&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;at a time like this i wish you were still around&lt;br /&gt;at a time like this i wish it was you&lt;br /&gt;at a time like this i wish i didnt have a soul&lt;br /&gt;at a time like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are youre real friends?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i dont even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact&lt;br /&gt;all your friends seem like enemies when youre broken down and emtpy&lt;br /&gt;mmmm mmmmm mmmmm&lt;br /&gt;exceot that not how i feel at all right now&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;just&lt;br /&gt;feel&lt;br /&gt;down down down down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also&lt;br /&gt;well fuck icant let this kill me let goo&lt;br /&gt;i need some more time to fix this problem&lt;br /&gt;i need some more time to fix this problem&lt;br /&gt;i need some more time. to, fix, this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would say a sentence&lt;br /&gt;that relates to this&lt;br /&gt;and though THIS isnt about you&lt;br /&gt;it relates back down to you&lt;br /&gt;so i wont say it&lt;br /&gt;but im just saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know whats wrong&lt;br /&gt;well in a sense i do&lt;br /&gt;but not even not really&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;this shouldnt technically bother me so much&lt;br /&gt;but its all i can think about (subconciously)&lt;br /&gt;when i am not practising guitar&lt;br /&gt;or for the fashiion show&lt;br /&gt;or doing math homework or studying math&lt;br /&gt;it's all i can think about&lt;br /&gt;its the nly thing i want and will ever want&lt;br /&gt;and so now you probably know what i am tlking about&lt;br /&gt;but you dont compoletely know because it is more complicated than the simplest form of the matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;my dad's got a gun my daddy's got a gun my dadd'ys got a gun you betta run!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Alanna's house, whilst watching SuperNatural.&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;m&lt;br /&gt;f&lt;br /&gt;r&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm done. I have nothing to do. And it's the best feeling in the world.&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to stop me now.&lt;br /&gt;I just&lt;br /&gt;became so happy in an instant and it's like&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-7502883089680824931?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/7502883089680824931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=7502883089680824931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/7502883089680824931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/7502883089680824931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-miss-murder-can-i.html' title='Hey Miss Murder Can I ?'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-2491804970256012687</id><published>2010-01-28T16:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T16:12:24.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE AT LAST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/S2In1EgyAZI/AAAAAAAAAPI/fp9Ad8cushc/s1600-h/martin-luther-king2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431947893260026258" style="WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/S2In1EgyAZI/AAAAAAAAAPI/fp9Ad8cushc/s400/martin-luther-king2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Free at last ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-2491804970256012687?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/2491804970256012687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=2491804970256012687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2491804970256012687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2491804970256012687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2010/01/free-at-last.html' title='FREE AT LAST!'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/S2In1EgyAZI/AAAAAAAAAPI/fp9Ad8cushc/s72-c/martin-luther-king2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-7802704175273958461</id><published>2010-01-26T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:37:00.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE SURE ARE IN FOR A SHOW TONIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4 : 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling especially drowned now.&lt;br /&gt;Like..&lt;br /&gt;Physics, i just want to do so well but I know I'm not,&lt;br /&gt;and I know I can't.&lt;br /&gt;It's just fact of the matter, not oh you can do it Isha just believe!&lt;br /&gt;I hate all you bullshitters who say that.&lt;br /&gt;Like. I just don't like optimism when it comes to hmm i dunno REAL LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;just pssss me off. sorry but it does.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho&lt;br /&gt;i just wish i was prepared for this test&lt;br /&gt;this test of tests to end all tests&lt;br /&gt;yes, it's my fault i didn't study as hard as i could have&lt;br /&gt;and i know how hard i can study&lt;br /&gt;just ask the library folk who saw me everyday for a week, chem books in hand.&lt;br /&gt;and it's just like. i am really scared i am going to fail this diploma&lt;br /&gt;but it's like what are you scared of REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;parents? not really to be honest. university? no im not even getting in probably&lt;br /&gt;then what?&lt;br /&gt;just not passing?&lt;br /&gt;not doing the best of your ability?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know why this is so bothersome&lt;br /&gt;it's just a test&lt;br /&gt;(but it;s not JUSt a test''')&lt;br /&gt;god why is this like this&lt;br /&gt;i am just really truly daunted (dawnted?) about studying PHYSICS for 8 hours too&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I can't get over that idea.&lt;br /&gt;I know it;s like when it comes I'll just suck it up but I can't even deal right now&lt;br /&gt;oh i know&lt;br /&gt;i'm a complainer&lt;br /&gt;you told me straight up&lt;br /&gt;and it's like. i don't care at ALL LOL&lt;br /&gt;i know&lt;br /&gt;but i need to write it out to get it out&lt;br /&gt;and you are the unfortunate victim who subscribed to my shitty blog&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;deal&lt;br /&gt;with&lt;br /&gt;it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-7802704175273958461?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/7802704175273958461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=7802704175273958461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/7802704175273958461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/7802704175273958461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-sure-are-in-for-show-tonight.html' title='WE SURE ARE IN FOR A SHOW TONIGHT'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-8986769222281943855</id><published>2010-01-24T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T16:10:56.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>I laughed when you made fun of me (Kyle)&lt;br /&gt;ingenious.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;let's see&lt;br /&gt;4 days&lt;br /&gt;3 down&lt;br /&gt;3 to go&lt;br /&gt;i am almost done&lt;br /&gt;yet not&lt;br /&gt;oh wait i mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so close yet so, so far away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's so close i can taste it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya on thursday&lt;br /&gt;my hair dresser scheduled me for 1 o'clock so i can only hang with you for like an hour and a half or so....&lt;br /&gt;im' sorry!&lt;br /&gt;but. CHAI TEA LATTE it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a yzark woman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-8986769222281943855?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/8986769222281943855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=8986769222281943855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8986769222281943855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8986769222281943855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2010/01/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-2657335596635210071</id><published>2010-01-21T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T15:34:51.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3-3</title><content type='html'>That's the score kids&lt;br /&gt;I almost put niggs&lt;br /&gt;because lean back is playing and i want to kill myself&lt;br /&gt;which just reminded me to delete the offspring off of my&lt;br /&gt;oh look at that it's done&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;i almost put niggs&lt;br /&gt;but then I decided not to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-206261536582466360</id><published>2010-01-19T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T16:23:12.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I Really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-998615891910731577</id><published>2010-01-18T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:42:23.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fever (Acoustic)</title><content type='html'>I just like&lt;br /&gt;am running low&lt;br /&gt;on fuel&lt;br /&gt;whoa&lt;br /&gt;did you know that when I wrote low&lt;br /&gt;i wrote love by accident&lt;br /&gt;without even thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;my fingers just did it&lt;br /&gt;and when i wrote low a second time&lt;br /&gt;i did it again&lt;br /&gt;and for that third time&lt;br /&gt;i did it again&lt;br /&gt;i wonder&lt;br /&gt;about little things like that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-5628700998519318172</id><published>2010-01-17T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T09:55:27.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Matter Which Way You GO</title><content type='html'>Yeah boi I am copying your song title.&lt;br /&gt;IT seems fitting for mine too.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know why it just does.&lt;br /&gt;That's how the lyric tattoo is going to come.&lt;br /&gt;One day I'm going to decide I love YourSinsIntoMeOhMyBeautifulOne&lt;br /&gt;by AFI&lt;br /&gt;and that's gonna go on my arm and I won't regret it but you will.&lt;br /&gt;I am already having a really bad day today.&lt;br /&gt;I split tea ALL OVER my car by accdient&lt;br /&gt;it was stupid and I actually knew it was going to happen&lt;br /&gt;but i put it down on the middle thing between the 2 front seats for less than 10 seconds&lt;br /&gt;and i immediately knocked it over lol.&lt;br /&gt;all over the back seat.&lt;br /&gt;so have fun sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;We were going to study chem at 10 @ le library&lt;br /&gt;but it doesnt open till fucking 1&lt;br /&gt;so one girl decided to not go at all but meet tmr&lt;br /&gt;and now other girl and i are meeting at her house at 5&lt;br /&gt;but we NEED to get an entire unit done&lt;br /&gt;but we are besties so I dont know if that will happen because we have a lot of fun :)&lt;br /&gt;but we need to so. hopefully it'll happen&lt;br /&gt;and then it's like OH YA SCHOOL'S TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;Kyle I won't be able to hang out with you&lt;br /&gt;during 4th's because every fourth we are going to the loishole libe to study chems.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot afford not to.&lt;br /&gt;I have a fucking 69%&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could do better in school.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod&lt;br /&gt;i forgot the count down&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't really help&lt;br /&gt;but I'm going to say it anyways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;11 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey man that's not THAT BAD... it'll be over pretty soon&lt;br /&gt;just 4 /6 exams to go&lt;br /&gt;yipppppppppppeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-5628700998519318172?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/5628700998519318172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=5628700998519318172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Is that a pimple in your ear?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;YA MOM YA IT'S NOTHING IT'LL GO AWAY&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*turns face away very quickly and stands sideways awkwardly, completely suspicious.*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Uh I gotta go to school now to get my books so I'll seeya later!&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Runs.*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what ALMOST could have happened half an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;I almost dropped dead right there on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;The was the most panick I have ever been in in a VERY long time.&lt;br /&gt;I almost cried when I got in my car lol.&lt;br /&gt;Like. Whoa. I almost forgot how bad it would be if they found out.&lt;br /&gt;Not being cocky anymore and wearing my hair up at home.&lt;br /&gt;I've already pushed it too far. I can see that. Sorry God.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another problem has arisen:&lt;br /&gt;My average going into the diploma is 69%.&lt;br /&gt;That's&lt;br /&gt;just&lt;br /&gt;fuckin'&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;br /&gt;You know first report card I had 84.&lt;br /&gt;Then second I had 77%&lt;br /&gt;And how I have a fuckin 69.&lt;br /&gt;Like what am I going to do.&lt;br /&gt;This means no specialization whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't even fuckin' care about that.&lt;br /&gt;It's just like.&lt;br /&gt;Why I am I such a failiure.&lt;br /&gt;I want to blame it all on my teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Because he really does suck in all honesty.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I could have gotten a better mark.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really worried about university now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 down, 4 to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-1746138730576693249?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/1746138730576693249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=1746138730576693249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1746138730576693249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1746138730576693249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2010/01/oopsi-did-it-again.html' title='Oops...I Did It Again'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-2926435865777422795</id><published>2010-01-14T20:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T20:23:29.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>! Down % To Go</title><content type='html'>I laughed so hard at your Haiku...&lt;br /&gt;Like...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. /And then i blushed @ Dear Jack.&lt;br /&gt;You kinda mean something to me. Nothing big though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 down&lt;br /&gt;5 to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;I love Kevin so much.&lt;br /&gt;Like.&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever have those LITTLE moment with your friends just between the two of you; like.&lt;br /&gt;This is going to sound really dumb and gay&lt;br /&gt;but like&lt;br /&gt;man. just. I am so thankful for my kindergarten aurorgy.&lt;br /&gt;I brag to everyone who relevantly knows you too that &lt;em&gt;I've known you for 13 yrs&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Just saying. &lt;strong&gt;I love you so much. &lt;/strong&gt;It's sick.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS. This time I just had a very loving moment with kevin, we share an incredible love for William Smith and the 1990's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8:56pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=712820829"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kevin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;isha&lt;br /&gt;read my note&lt;br /&gt;its important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8:57pmIsha&lt;br /&gt;k i will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+reads+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Untitled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hit her last night. Now I have never hit a girl, but she started talking about my mother. She said that my mother was a drug addict and could never keep a relationship, and I was just like her . Now I know I'm not perfect but she just kept going on and on until I lost it. My fist reared back and I smashed her right in the nose. Her nose started bleeding and she banged her head into the wall.&lt;br /&gt;She and I just sat there for a few seconds and then she freaked out and locked herself in the bathroom. She eventually took off but I haven't heard from the cops yet so I should be ok. I've never hit a girl before so I kind of freaked. I told my mom what I did and my mom got scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And said "You're moving in with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air."&lt;br /&gt;I whisted for a cab and when it came near&lt;br /&gt;The license plate said fresh and there was dice in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;If anything I could say that this cab was rare&lt;br /&gt;But i thought nah, forget it!&lt;br /&gt;Yo home to bel-air!&lt;br /&gt;I pulled up to the house about seven or eight&lt;br /&gt;And I yelled to the cabbie "Yo homes, smell ya later!"&lt;br /&gt; Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there&lt;br /&gt;To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-air  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=712820829"&gt;Kevin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just thought youd appreciate a nice fresh prince joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:59pmIsha&lt;br /&gt;i realluy&lt;br /&gt;really did :)&lt;br /&gt;it has calmed me for my social exam tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:59pm&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=712820829"&gt;Kevin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find it so funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:59pmIsha&lt;br /&gt;lollllllllllllllllllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:59pm&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=712820829"&gt;Kevin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so unexpected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:59pmIsha&lt;br /&gt;it is like&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;lol i cant stop lolling now&lt;br /&gt;i am reading it againginiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00pm&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=712820829"&gt;Kevin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tee. I r happy four now. You prolly think i r dumbb.&lt;br /&gt;How have you been ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-2926435865777422795?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/2926435865777422795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=2926435865777422795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2926435865777422795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2926435865777422795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2010/01/down-to-go.html' title='! Down % To Go'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-3030397518300942237</id><published>2010-01-12T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:43:46.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Is Your Boy Tonight ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I hope&lt;/em&gt; he is a &lt;strong&gt;gentleman&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;exams again&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll just count the days for kicks, but at this point it doesnt mean anything.&lt;br /&gt;day by day is there, but it's not really.. concious if that makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;like i am doing it subconciously and not really at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I think i am going to fail chem and physics.&lt;br /&gt;I havent even started studying for physics.&lt;br /&gt;like.&lt;br /&gt;this&lt;br /&gt;is tough&lt;br /&gt;16?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-3030397518300942237?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/3030397518300942237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=3030397518300942237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/3030397518300942237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/3030397518300942237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2010/01/where-is-your-boy-tonight.html' title='Where Is Your Boy Tonight ?'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-6899639265422526756</id><published>2010-01-11T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T19:55:21.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Larrie:</title><content type='html'>Everyone &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; hiding a secret.&lt;br /&gt;Trust. &lt;em&gt;Me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dopo. I feel your pain. I ate like SHIT today.&lt;br /&gt;I know exactly why I did it.&lt;br /&gt;I can tell I'm going to gain at least 5 pounds back in the next 2 weeks, perhaps more.&lt;br /&gt;Exams like.&lt;br /&gt;I actually almost started crying yesterday, and I don't even know why.&lt;br /&gt;I was studyiing for a chem unit final and suddenly got the I am going to fail my entire life wave.&lt;br /&gt;And hence almost started crying.&lt;br /&gt;So then I emotionally ate today.&lt;br /&gt;Granted I felt better, and at the same time worse.&lt;br /&gt;So it's lilke.&lt;br /&gt;I could continue till this is over, and just start anew with the new workout and all second sem;&lt;br /&gt;or I could just slow it down and do my best not to eat shit.&lt;br /&gt;I want the second one&lt;br /&gt;Someone&lt;br /&gt;please help me NOT EAT...&lt;br /&gt;uhm what else.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya fuckin exams.&lt;br /&gt;i am going to die a physics death.&lt;br /&gt;and perhaps chem.&lt;br /&gt;and english and social.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-6899639265422526756?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/6899639265422526756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=6899639265422526756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6899639265422526756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6899639265422526756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-larrie.html' title='Dear Larrie:'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-1577198967023819077</id><published>2010-01-10T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T08:12:13.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My Bait, My Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE HOOK.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what to write for my yearbook quote either.&lt;br /&gt;Uhm.&lt;br /&gt;That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;I love dopo's blogs.&lt;br /&gt;and dopo herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;Kyle I didn;t make a list&lt;br /&gt;I simply wrote down things that i need to try and accomplish during second semester&lt;br /&gt;because I always forget them&lt;br /&gt;so they are just all there&lt;br /&gt;on the same piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;in random order.&lt;br /&gt;but it's not a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;oh ya 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-1577198967023819077?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/1577198967023819077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=1577198967023819077' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the last two.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what you're getting into either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can't be too Careful anymore&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; know how it ended last time.&lt;br /&gt;Even the trusted are not trustable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Avatar today with Dopo and others...&lt;br /&gt;I know this is really cooperate and everyone says this and its complete and total conformity,&lt;br /&gt;but go see that fucking movie if you haven't.&lt;br /&gt;It's very.&lt;br /&gt;Very.&lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;Just go see it. It's. Incredible. I am speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate way too much today. I really did.&lt;br /&gt;Need to stop that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna blog something but then I erased it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baha&lt;br /&gt;I typed out a better thing,&lt;br /&gt;but just erased it again.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna keep this one to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Only Kyle can ask me about it if he wants to know.&lt;br /&gt;Actually ask me cz i wanna talk about it with SOMEONE.&lt;br /&gt;Just ask me what I was thinking, key word : 17 yr old BABY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[ 20 ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently facebook is not my friend. Say that too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-1833346229648167716?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/1833346229648167716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=1833346229648167716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1833346229648167716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1833346229648167716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2010/01/avatar-and-facebook-is-my-friend.html' title='Avatar, and Facebook Is My Friend.'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-4473244837121825188</id><published>2010-01-07T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T16:33:38.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe The News</title><content type='html'>I'm gone for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;21 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-4473244837121825188?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/4473244837121825188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=4473244837121825188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4473244837121825188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4473244837121825188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2010/01/believe-news.html' title='Believe The News'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-8140749902975105737</id><published>2010-01-06T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T16:55:05.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday I Felt</title><content type='html'>really excited cuz I had something to blog about,&lt;br /&gt;but now I have completely forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;University is EVERY SO SLOWLY creeping up upon me;&lt;br /&gt;I sent in an application to the goddamn U of A ; next is waiting for a reply or not.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't wanna talk about that.&lt;br /&gt;I am in dire need of my day by day plan.&lt;br /&gt;It fell apart around the end of this semester,&lt;br /&gt;but I NEED IT to survive the next month.&lt;br /&gt;No. The next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, exactly the next&lt;br /&gt;22 days, including weekends unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to not count weekends, but I decided to be realistic about it.&lt;br /&gt;All the much more sweeter when it's over.&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is, it's not just 22 days of simply waiting for something to come, or somethign to be over.&lt;br /&gt;It's 22 days of I actually have to study. Every. Single. Day.&lt;br /&gt;I am worried that I will not do well on any of these diplomas. That would be 4.&lt;br /&gt;The huge mains : English, Social, Chemistry, and Physics.&lt;br /&gt;See. Now I could study and have no life and I believe that I would actually achieve an 80% on 3 / 4 diplomas/&lt;br /&gt;If I had that kind aptitude towards this.&lt;br /&gt;I have a particular friend whom I admire more than she will ever tell;&lt;br /&gt;She just. Does her work to a pristene T, never complains about school (for the most part)&lt;br /&gt;studies all the time, does all the homework, does work that is not assigned for marks, checks her answers in class, goes to the teacher after school...&lt;br /&gt;She is doing so much good for herself schoolwise, and she is going to go far with her hard work.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't seem like hard work to her either. She just does it.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I had that kind of self discipline, control, willpower to make myself do better.&lt;br /&gt;Because the fact of the matter is I COULD do just as well. I have the mind for it but I don't take advantage.&lt;br /&gt;Instead I'm sitting on my ass staring at a screen talking to nobody on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;In that aspect, I feel like a true loser.&lt;br /&gt;Doing these four diplomas all at once,&lt;br /&gt;seeing how this is either a pass or LITERALLY FAIL AT YOUR LIFE situation.&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't have a second chance to do any of these mighty important courses.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno brah. I just am scared. I lost track of this.&lt;br /&gt;Just breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Alls I got is time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Got no meaning, just a rhyme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-8140749902975105737?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/8140749902975105737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=8140749902975105737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8140749902975105737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8140749902975105737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2010/01/yesterday-i-felt.html' title='Yesterday I Felt'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-3312410728749870985</id><published>2010-01-04T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T17:36:57.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diamonds Aren't Forever</title><content type='html'>Lately I've been lacking the luster - I mean muster- to blog.&lt;br /&gt;I am just incredibly tired.&lt;br /&gt;Incredibly bored of this&lt;br /&gt;I dunno brah&lt;br /&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;I just&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till this semesters over&lt;br /&gt;I just can;t believe it either&lt;br /&gt;it's like uh oh&lt;br /&gt;cuz i dont wanna leave highschool&lt;br /&gt;it is my shell&lt;br /&gt;my safe&lt;br /&gt;cozy&lt;br /&gt;life doesnt matter you can do mediochre and be just mighty fuckin fine with that life&lt;br /&gt;and i dont want to go into the real world&lt;br /&gt;becasue i am afraid for the first time in my life&lt;br /&gt;of the future.&lt;br /&gt;i know&lt;br /&gt;i am way ahead of myself&lt;br /&gt;yet in a way&lt;br /&gt;not so much huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though you're&lt;em&gt; still&lt;/em&gt; with me,&lt;br /&gt;I've been alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All alone...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-3312410728749870985?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/3312410728749870985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=3312410728749870985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/3312410728749870985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/3312410728749870985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2010/01/diamonds-arent-forever.html' title='Diamonds Aren&apos;t Forever'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-8023023384304138309</id><published>2010-01-01T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T11:18:48.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Champagne For My Real Friends, Real Pain For My Sham Friends</title><content type='html'>Fall Out Boy is ingenius with titles, I'll tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;Seems fitted for new years don't cha think? Well I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Blogger seems like the place where I should be giving some long inspirational speech about what I'm going to do in the new year that's going to change my life. Change me. Change who I am, for the better, for the good of man kind, for the good of myself.&lt;br /&gt;And granted, two people here have already done so.&lt;br /&gt;And hella, I LOVED your guys' blogs. Cheers to both of you.&lt;br /&gt;I am super proud of you both, and hope you have it all ♥ . I really do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just not the type of person to do that for new years specifically.&lt;br /&gt;Reason being is because years before when I did that, my "new" "years" "resolutions" if that's what you want to call them just.&lt;br /&gt;Never. Came true. I never did them. Some sort of conspirical jinx to me is what my paranoid mind thought.&lt;br /&gt;So I quit because I felt like I was just bullshitting myself.&lt;br /&gt;For me it turned out that if I didn't talk about, didn't think about, I just did, what ever&lt;strong&gt; it&lt;/strong&gt; was got accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. No resolutions here.&lt;br /&gt;Just whatevever comes up my alley I will grab it and do what I want with it.&lt;br /&gt;I do have one thing that I have started:&lt;br /&gt;I'm saving all my money in my bank account for Mr. Tattie.&lt;br /&gt;No more bank card for me. Whatever goes in there STAYS in there,&lt;br /&gt;and if you DON'T see me using cash rip that puppy out of my hand and stuff it down your shirt.&lt;br /&gt;So far, $172. A long way from my final total that I probably will need, but hey. It's a start. Some chick at the party said it was like having a knife dragged across her back for an hour and half, but it was so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Is it really. that. bad. ?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of parties:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Boy T&lt;/span&gt; used to say all the time that the never drinks, never touches alcohol. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Boy T&lt;/span&gt; proceeded to drink over the legal limit, all in good spirits. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Boy S&lt;/span&gt; loves to get hammered to town, and hey, it's funny as hell. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Boy S&lt;/span&gt; fell on top of my several times, quite funny, a little painful. Now &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Boy T&lt;/span&gt; was just expressing how he has a fancy towards another girl who shall remain completely unnamed, but &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Boy T&lt;/span&gt; was dissapointed because he felt as though his unattainable princess did not fancy him back! So in &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Boy T&lt;/span&gt;'s disillusioned &lt;em&gt;drunk &lt;/em&gt;parade (which I believe he was NOT so drunk that he was unable to realize what he would come to do) proceeded to bring &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Girl K&lt;/span&gt; into the room, and slop, drop and roll over her mouth with his. Happy New Years kids! It was a trifle bit of disgusting scenery. Trust me. So in the midst of all this chaos, my wonderful girlfriends and I close our shocked and awed open mouths, and try to move on with the night, which brings us back to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Boy S.&lt;/span&gt; Now you see &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Boy S&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Girl E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;are in love you say! Never met before what happened this year, &lt;strong&gt;grad&lt;/strong&gt;uation &lt;strong&gt;co&lt;/strong&gt;mm&lt;strong&gt;un&lt;/strong&gt;i&lt;strong&gt;c&lt;/strong&gt;at&lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt;ons and a&lt;strong&gt;l&lt;/strong&gt;l, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Girl E&lt;/span&gt; expressed that &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Boy S&lt;/span&gt; was 'like omg super hawt!' which winded down to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Boy S&lt;/span&gt; who got word of, and decided to ask &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Girl E&lt;/span&gt; the opposing force of in. Anywho, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Boy S&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Girl E&lt;/span&gt; who are in love chased each other around all night, moody, keeping count of mixed drinks and/or shots, for the fun of it or safety, I wouldn't be able to tell. "What's wrong?" &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Boys S&lt;/span&gt; shouted at &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Girl E&lt;/span&gt;. " JUST SIT DOWN FOR MINUTE ALRIGHT?" &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Boy S&lt;/span&gt; commanded; oh, it was a sad sight. I did not enjoy watching. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Girl E&lt;/span&gt; of course whispered "nothing" in &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Boy S&lt;/span&gt;'s ear and the two beings proceeded to become 1, interlocking in a feverishly HORRID makeout session. I really hate when people makeout in public. It's just gross lol! This continued over and over between the two for the rest of the night. Now while we were drinking sparkling apple juice, which is the most taseful fucking drink in the entire world, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Boy T&lt;/span&gt; was still getting busy. After hap-hazardly fiending with   &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Girl K&lt;/span&gt; for quite a long time, he decided to walk out of the room into the hallway to get some air. Here, he passed &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Girl M&lt;/span&gt;, caught one glimpse of her eyes and JUMPED ON HER LOL!!!! That's right friends, second woman of the night, less than 5 metres away from the first. Oh my. Oh my oh my. I thought we were shocked and awed the first time, but turns out the second time is about 50 times more shocking LOL. Oh my. I am still saying oh my to myself and have completely lost track of the story. So. There was that, a lot of crude and nude dancing thanks to yours truly and my girls; just kidding no nude but quite close to it from the shirts Zoe and I were wearing ;) a very good game of Twister, a lot of fake ass licking pictures during, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Boy S&lt;/span&gt; happened to slap Zoe's ass which I was like LOL WHOA, and then he reached around and well. You can imagine what happened to me. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Boy T&lt;/span&gt; also gave me a wet one on both cheeks when I left which I loled cuz it was fuckin' funny but kinda yucky.. As did &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Boy S&lt;/span&gt; but hey. Who's complaining. Everyone kissed everyone's cheek at one point or another. So scandolous huh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TEENAGERS SCARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here's to 2010.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-8023023384304138309?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/8023023384304138309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=8023023384304138309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8023023384304138309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8023023384304138309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2010/01/champagne-for-my-real-friends-real-pain.html' title='Champagne For My Real Friends, Real Pain For My Sham Friends'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-7192194758209450352</id><published>2009-12-31T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T08:51:01.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AND WHAT YOU SAY</title><content type='html'>Just fades away :)&lt;br /&gt;Get down on a low day&lt;br /&gt;Get down on a LOW DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I heard this song on family channel.&lt;br /&gt;But you know what, I dun giva fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Kyle, I suggest you download this shit.&lt;br /&gt;It's by Capra. (Low Day)&lt;br /&gt;It's just such a happy song, about something sad.&lt;br /&gt;It just made me really happy right this very moment.&lt;br /&gt;If you've been having a crumby time, which I wouldn't know about, give it a swing. It might make you smile for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;Or it might make you punch your computer.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, you tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the last day of 2009. A re-cap if you will:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST kidding I'm too lazy and sick and tired and tired and sick.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of celebs died this year sadface&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; tigerwoods got caught up in the moment&lt;br /&gt;i really can't think of anything significant which is really sad&lt;br /&gt;OH WAIT YAH I CAN&lt;br /&gt;That happened this year huh?&lt;br /&gt;Seems like a life time ago,&lt;br /&gt;when I was asking "when oh when will this, sinking feeling, feel like man, that was ages ago!"&lt;br /&gt;It is literally at this very moment in time that you are reading Kyle that I AM SAYING,&lt;br /&gt;Man. That was ages ago. Look I just said "That happened this year huh? Seems like a life time ago,"&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. Literal interpretation, do you get it?&lt;br /&gt;I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's to 2010.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let us down ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Low, low, low, low, lowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-7192194758209450352?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/7192194758209450352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=7192194758209450352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/7192194758209450352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/7192194758209450352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-what-you-say.html' title='AND WHAT YOU SAY'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-2418218665012548275</id><published>2009-12-29T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T09:04:26.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Gonna Leave The Same Way I, CAME.</title><content type='html'>So I am like incredibly sick today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hit yesterday though, and I didn't even see it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I have a sore throat WHICH I NEVER GET so it makes me worried about what &lt;em&gt;kind &lt;/em&gt;of viral-ish thing this is;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like shit and look even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bright side:&lt;/strong&gt; I can't swallow &lt;strong&gt;--&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can't eat&lt;strong&gt; --&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; loose a couple of unneccessary pounds :)&lt;br /&gt;Let's put it to the test.&lt;br /&gt;For every good woman there is a good man."&lt;br /&gt;So... what if I am not good (enough) ?&lt;br /&gt;I actually don't mean that. I just made up that sentence in my delirium of sickness and wanted to blog it.&lt;br /&gt;Just as a line.&lt;br /&gt;A line of cocaine perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;Sure, replied Manson.&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying Marilyn Manson's autobiography very much.&lt;br /&gt;I have always had a respect for him, his opinions, beliefs (if you could call them that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Szo1vkgAKhI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1JLrVo8cu4Q/s1600-h/MM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420704192861841938" style="WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Szo1vkgAKhI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1JLrVo8cu4Q/s400/MM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a very intelligent man,&lt;br /&gt;with a fucked up childhood,&lt;br /&gt;and a want to be a rockstar who would make a indent on the world,&lt;br /&gt;which he has absolutely achieved.&lt;br /&gt;I am very impressed.&lt;br /&gt;I don't however share Felicia's stranger than fiction love for him LOL!&lt;br /&gt;She's such a silly azn mouse :) I love her! &lt;3 You do too.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya exams.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't studied worth shit. This is gonna... not be good..&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what I am gonna do.&lt;br /&gt;Last year I did the same thing but then in janjan I actually crammed for 2 weeks and it worked.&lt;br /&gt;But that was for 1 diploma and 2 finals,&lt;br /&gt;not for&lt;strong&gt; 4 diplomas&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh...&lt;br /&gt;I think it's a really pretty picture.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be a photographer, a professional.&lt;br /&gt;That is truly what I want to do as a living.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to get started, or how to do this, how to get my life on a role.&lt;br /&gt;Because I do NOT want to enroll in general sciences next year.,&lt;br /&gt;but I am going to have to.&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;I feel really crappy.&lt;br /&gt;I hate being sick :(&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-2418218665012548275?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/2418218665012548275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=2418218665012548275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2418218665012548275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2418218665012548275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-gonna-leave-same-way-i-came.html' title='I&apos;m Gonna Leave The Same Way I, CAME.'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Szo1vkgAKhI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1JLrVo8cu4Q/s72-c/MM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-4511349540546303639</id><published>2009-12-27T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T12:07:48.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/SzkPW45M6nI/AAAAAAAAAO4/246O0HfS1zI/s1600-h/yup+038b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420380512420948594" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/SzkPW45M6nI/AAAAAAAAAO4/246O0HfS1zI/s400/yup+038b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;21 baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm almost legal so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we won't have to run from the cops for much longer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That should be a song lyric eh?&lt;br /&gt;This shit has now been TMed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-4511349540546303639?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/4511349540546303639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=4511349540546303639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4511349540546303639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4511349540546303639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-hayley-3.html' title='Happy Birthday &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/SzkPW45M6nI/AAAAAAAAAO4/246O0HfS1zI/s72-c/yup+038b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-6066511237417548779</id><published>2009-12-25T21:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:07:07.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>B's and G's</title><content type='html'>That was the morning.&lt;br /&gt;The night turned out oddly pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-6066511237417548779?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/6066511237417548779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=6066511237417548779' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6066511237417548779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6066511237417548779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/12/bs-and-gs.html' title='B&apos;s and G&apos;s'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-41197358500139119</id><published>2009-12-25T09:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T10:08:09.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Will Ruin Your Christmas : Don't Read</title><content type='html'>I had to start reading &lt;strong&gt;Marilyn Manson&lt;/strong&gt;'s autobiography this Christmas morning just to stop myself from getting undeniably glum.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm not going to spend Christmas time with my own family ever again.&lt;br /&gt;Selfish, no ?&lt;br /&gt;+You woke up to holiday cheer, hot cocoa, presents under the tree, lights up and on, warm faces sitting on the couch in robes, waiting for everyone to come downstairs ot let the fun begin!&lt;br /&gt;-I woke up to GO FEED THE CAT, WE'RE LEAVING EARLY.&lt;br /&gt;+You hear Merry Christmas [ insert name here]!&lt;br /&gt;-I hear YOU BETTER STRAIGHTEN YOUR HAIR AND PAINT YOUR NAILS OR I'LL TAKE THE CAR AWAY TILL MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;+You are probably fairly joyous, and why on such an occasion!&lt;br /&gt;-I on the other hand am on the verge of spilling over and cannot stop frowning with out a faulter. I can't even pull a fake smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents said Merry Christmas to eachother, everyone who called this morning;&lt;br /&gt;yet not one person sitting in their own house....&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why this hurts so much.&lt;br /&gt;I have never been quite this sad a Christ morning.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps because I am older, and it means less to them, more to me ? Or I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish my family was like the average Christmas celebrating family.&lt;br /&gt;It's supposed to be a nice time isn't it ? This usually happens at like. Lots of "family times".&lt;br /&gt;Except for mine never have any of those. Like maybe if I had a sibling it would be different?&lt;br /&gt;Or I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;I just vow NEVER EVER to act like this if I have a family.&lt;br /&gt;I will never be like either of them. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;But they tend to tell me I have no personality and I am nothing but a follower.&lt;br /&gt;While we're at it I might as well just tell you that Moustafa has the idea that I now smoke cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;To him I just always smell like it. And the fact that I have lighters around my room FOR CANDLES does nto help the fact.&lt;br /&gt;I just wished I lived in a different family dynamic.&lt;br /&gt;But lovelies,&lt;br /&gt;You can't have everything that you want.&lt;br /&gt;And that is honestly perfectly okay with me.&lt;br /&gt;It may not sound like it because right now I KNOW I am complaining,&lt;br /&gt;but I need to let it out somewhere so I can breathe in real life.&lt;br /&gt;How unfortunate it is that you chose to read other people's (thoughts) on this thing.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sorry. I hope everyone in the enitre world has a wonderufl day today. I sincerely do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll be alone this,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holiday ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-41197358500139119?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/41197358500139119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=41197358500139119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/41197358500139119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/41197358500139119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-will-ruin-your-christmas-dont-read.html' title='This Will Ruin Your Christmas : Don&apos;t Read'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-3527537647462816871</id><published>2009-12-24T09:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T10:08:50.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yule Blog</title><content type='html'>Joyeux Noël&lt;br /&gt;З Різдвом&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Navidad&lt;br /&gt;عيد ميلاد مجيد&lt;br /&gt;Vrolijk kerstfeest&lt;br /&gt;圣诞快乐&lt;br /&gt;Frohe Weihnachten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/SzOmS6Im8fI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Pltby5lvfrI/s1600-h/yeti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418857620430057970" style="WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/SzOmS6Im8fI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Pltby5lvfrI/s400/yeti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Merry Christmas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Iloveyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-3527537647462816871?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/3527537647462816871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=3527537647462816871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/3527537647462816871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/3527537647462816871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/12/yule-blog.html' title='Yule Blog'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/SzOmS6Im8fI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Pltby5lvfrI/s72-c/yeti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-1627401192282843951</id><published>2009-12-22T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T19:27:55.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Nice</title><content type='html'>My fucking physics Diploma is the very fucking last day of exams&lt;br /&gt;Jan 28th&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;very&lt;br /&gt;nice&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;them&lt;br /&gt;whoever they are.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go in for 6 days of exams&lt;br /&gt;14 = eng A&lt;br /&gt;15= soc A&lt;br /&gt;21 = CHEM&lt;br /&gt;26 =eng B&lt;br /&gt;27= soc B&lt;br /&gt;28 = PHYSICS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain't life grand?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ya actually it is/ &lt;-- &lt;strong&gt;I mean that .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounded cynical at first but nah, take it as it cums and just fuck it hard.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be seeing anyone for a whole month.&lt;br /&gt;That's about all I have to blog about..&lt;br /&gt;Only my Yule bLOG to come up next but uh..&lt;br /&gt;that's about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays bloggers. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-1627401192282843951?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/1627401192282843951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=1627401192282843951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1627401192282843951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1627401192282843951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-nice.html' title='How Nice'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-158133332267651864</id><published>2009-12-20T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T13:17:18.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not That You Would Mind.</title><content type='html'>There's a man named Moustafa&lt;br /&gt;and he had to go to the emergency room yesterday AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;but not for his heart problem no,&lt;br /&gt;but for a hernia.&lt;br /&gt;not as serious&lt;br /&gt;and yes,&lt;br /&gt;he is just fine.&lt;br /&gt;he came back this morn.&lt;br /&gt;Getting the surgery in 3 months or so&lt;br /&gt;but guess what&lt;br /&gt;my mom txted me last night about it like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We r  at earls&lt;br /&gt;Papa in hospital for hernia again&lt;br /&gt;have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_o. Thanks momz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-158133332267651864?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/158133332267651864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=158133332267651864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/158133332267651864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/158133332267651864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-that-you-would-mind.html' title='Not That You Would Mind.'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-4346687584567743302</id><published>2009-12-19T08:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T08:55:57.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOUR SINS INTO ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Sy0FBnL6iAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/aJHCrpJX70E/s1600-h/AFIREINSIDE017f-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416991452053538818" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Sy0FBnL6iAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/aJHCrpJX70E/s400/AFIREINSIDE017f-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh my beautiful one I ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fellinlovealloveragain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-4346687584567743302?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/4346687584567743302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=4346687584567743302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4346687584567743302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4346687584567743302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='YOUR SINS INTO ME'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Sy0FBnL6iAI/AAAAAAAAAOo/aJHCrpJX70E/s72-c/AFIREINSIDE017f-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-6947687313827214683</id><published>2009-12-17T17:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T17:32:06.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cemetery Drive</title><content type='html'>That's right, I miss you My Chemical Romance.&lt;br /&gt;Come back to Edmonton so I can .&lt;br /&gt;Hmm&lt;br /&gt;Physics re-write CANCELLED on a note of no one knows what the fuck they;re doing;&lt;br /&gt;HALLELUJAH! :let's make this that forever.&lt;br /&gt;I wish.&lt;br /&gt;Mm. Physics test tomorrow though.&lt;br /&gt;Partner test, worried about partners because LARRIE LEFT.&lt;br /&gt;My English teacher &lt;em&gt;took it personally&lt;/em&gt; that we left 2 minutes early,&lt;br /&gt;and we &lt;em&gt;have to think outside of ourselves because our actions were offensive&lt;/em&gt; to her.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry! We &lt;strong&gt;sincerely felt bad&lt;/strong&gt; after you said it hurt your feelings;&lt;br /&gt;I still appreciate you incredibly as my engrish teacher and am NOT complaining.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho.&lt;br /&gt;Yah. Physics test.&lt;br /&gt;AFI&lt;br /&gt;Oligardenw/feli&amp;amp;kip!&lt;br /&gt;Uh&lt;br /&gt;Baking&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;shopping for memyselfandi on sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII NEVER HAD TO KNOCK ON WOOD&lt;br /&gt;But i know someone who has&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me wonder if I __________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-6947687313827214683?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/6947687313827214683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=6947687313827214683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6947687313827214683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6947687313827214683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/12/cemetery-drive.html' title='Cemetery Drive'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-1335322163819789994</id><published>2009-12-16T17:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T18:05:36.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alyssa,</title><content type='html'>I am so sorry Jingles left this world..&lt;br /&gt;I can't even believe it...&lt;br /&gt;Jingles was single handedly one of my most favoutirtest kittens EVER..&lt;br /&gt;I've never known what love at first sight was until I saw him on your floor...&lt;br /&gt;I ' m deeply in mourning with you :(&lt;br /&gt;Just remember that Jingles loved you,&lt;br /&gt;and I LOVE you . &lt;3 &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;1 physics test down,&lt;br /&gt;2 and a social unit final to go.&lt;br /&gt;And a scolding from my engrish teacher&lt;br /&gt;I need to go literature shopping&lt;br /&gt;and xmas shopping for so&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;one&lt;br /&gt;and AFI on friday&lt;br /&gt;and baking with felicia on Saturday&lt;br /&gt;and who knows wtf else&lt;br /&gt;prolly shopping on SUNDAY MORNING YOU SURE HAVE CHANGED SINCE YESTERDAY, WITHOUT ANY WARNING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm what else. I wonder if you're STILL reading... fb me if you are;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS MCKENNA!&lt;/strong&gt; I miss you ya cuite pie! :( &lt;33333333333333333&lt;br /&gt;How has everything been for you ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-1335322163819789994?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/1335322163819789994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=1335322163819789994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1335322163819789994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1335322163819789994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/12/alyssa.html' title='Alyssa,'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-3018247039513243529</id><published>2009-12-14T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T16:41:18.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay</title><content type='html'>I have like so many things to talk about&lt;br /&gt;at once&lt;br /&gt;that they all cancel each other out.&lt;br /&gt;Now I could make a giant list&lt;br /&gt;that goes all the way until January 28th,&lt;br /&gt;but that'd just kill me.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll start with just this week.&lt;br /&gt;4 days until xmasBREAK...&lt;br /&gt;So far, with add ins of tests on any day that I don't know of so far,&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, block zero written asssignment, field test block 4. First social clas sin 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;Guitar 30 Concert &lt;3 @shhchool.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, physics test.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, physics re-write test after school.&lt;br /&gt;Friday, physucks test AGAIn.&lt;br /&gt;AFI&lt;br /&gt;AFI&lt;br /&gt;AFI&lt;br /&gt;felicia&lt;br /&gt;AFI&lt;br /&gt;AFI&lt;br /&gt;AFI&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya xmas break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your boy tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope he is a gentleman...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he won't find out what I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You were the last good thing&lt;/em&gt; about this part of town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-3018247039513243529?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/3018247039513243529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=3018247039513243529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/3018247039513243529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/3018247039513243529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/12/okay.html' title='Okay'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-6724223132758682585</id><published>2009-12-13T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:53:09.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WON'T LET YOU FALL AWAY...</title><content type='html'>Mmm&lt;br /&gt;Some trouble sturring in JP town!&lt;br /&gt;Interests me&lt;br /&gt;and whenever I try to talk about the thing you talk about&lt;br /&gt;it always reverts to you&lt;br /&gt;as if you almost..&lt;br /&gt;ignore it :S&lt;br /&gt;but I KNOW you don't ignore it on purpose..&lt;br /&gt;and it's sttrange&lt;br /&gt;like i have no&lt;br /&gt;self&lt;br /&gt;outwards&lt;br /&gt;spokenly&lt;br /&gt;ness&lt;br /&gt;so I just get swallowed up all the time&lt;br /&gt;mmm&lt;br /&gt;I dunno&lt;br /&gt;but I still love you to bits and pieces.&lt;br /&gt;See now.&lt;br /&gt;One has a reality&lt;br /&gt;You have a reality, even though it's rocky.&lt;br /&gt;I wish mine could be too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Kyle, nothing here is about you :) the whole ignore thing. definitely not you.&lt;br /&gt;PS larrie and Kyle , my reality = NOT BTW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-6724223132758682585?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/6724223132758682585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=6724223132758682585' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6724223132758682585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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in theory,&lt;br /&gt;but i will not delete.&lt;br /&gt;I took the whole experience for granted pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to not take things for granted.&lt;br /&gt;I just get way too excited and overwhelmed and flustered.&lt;br /&gt;Oh why can't I ever be cool and smooth about things?&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to have 2 whole days to myself.&lt;br /&gt;I intend not to waste them.&lt;br /&gt;I could do the responsible thing and prep my English,&lt;br /&gt;but no. I will not.&lt;br /&gt;I have all of xmas break to do that shit.&lt;br /&gt;No,&lt;br /&gt;I am going to think about.&lt;br /&gt;Everything.&lt;br /&gt;And nothing at the same time&lt;br /&gt;Basically nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna know what I ate today after school ?&lt;br /&gt;SDouble Cheeseburger meal, coke and fries ( officially last time I EVER EAT MCDONALDS AGAIN)&lt;br /&gt;a cookie&lt;br /&gt;2 pizza slices&lt;br /&gt;cinnamon bun&lt;br /&gt;Yup&lt;br /&gt;and that is why i am a fatty&lt;br /&gt;I've really never eaten so horribly in my life though&lt;br /&gt;I can honestly say that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to change that,&lt;br /&gt;and only eat an AMAZING something on friday, but only one thing. Not. 4.&lt;br /&gt;Mhm&lt;br /&gt;I blogged about it so now if i dont stick to it you can call me a big ol' fake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shop-a-holic&lt;em&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-3366305010789144493?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/3366305010789144493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=3366305010789144493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/3366305010789144493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/3366305010789144493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-one-txted-me-back.html' title='No One Txted Me Back'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-5376411447942798318</id><published>2009-12-10T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:42:02.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're In My Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is it possible to think that much about someone who doesn't know you're...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah REB. I dunno how I feel about what happened,&lt;br /&gt;but uh&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;m not going to talk about it here because Larrie&amp;amp;Kyle will probably yell at me really loudly&lt;br /&gt;Well perhaps I should get it out but Kyle is advising me as I type (and it's helping MAJORLY)&lt;br /&gt;Ya I've decided I'm not going to talk about&lt;br /&gt;but I am going to post what Kyle has said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay well.&lt;br /&gt;You're being much too hard on yourself, first and foremost. You went out there and gave it your all [and rocked it].&lt;br /&gt;But thanks to being teenagers, we're all self-conscious and unsure and always looking for acceptance and approval and appreciation and a bunch of words starting with "a" like that&lt;br /&gt;And we're &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; used to wanting and YEARNING for that praise&lt;br /&gt;That when we get it it's totally normal to be defensive and be like "Well... no!"&lt;br /&gt;Like we're naturally used to questioning ourselves and NOT getting answers from people&lt;br /&gt;That when we get answers without having to ask, it automatically sets off alarm bells and makes you wonder and question even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You're not retarded at all, okay? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmph&lt;br /&gt;oh the insecurity&lt;br /&gt;right now what is going through my head:&lt;br /&gt;Stop talking to me&lt;br /&gt;I must start eating properly!&lt;br /&gt;I must start working out!!&lt;br /&gt;I must get into juggling and soccer again!!!&lt;br /&gt;Improve myself even more&lt;br /&gt;by doing that&lt;br /&gt;and tattoo&lt;br /&gt;and job&lt;br /&gt;and second semester&lt;br /&gt;and leaving my friends&lt;br /&gt;and my friends leaving&lt;br /&gt;DIPLOMAS&lt;br /&gt;DIPLOMAS&lt;br /&gt;DIPLOMAS&lt;br /&gt;DIPLOMAS&lt;br /&gt;That's a big word.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to feel&lt;br /&gt;but I am done with school now&lt;br /&gt;I can;t do this////&lt;br /&gt;thank god fucking reb is over&lt;br /&gt;shitty&lt;br /&gt;shitty&lt;br /&gt;fucking&lt;br /&gt;reb&lt;br /&gt;jk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Head'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-866098626563528002</id><published>2009-12-09T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:35:29.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like Zoe Wincure.</title><content type='html'>We are sleeping together tonight.&lt;br /&gt;THat's right,&lt;br /&gt;IN THE SAME BED&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pullin out the leopard print undies tonight...&lt;br /&gt;Hmm&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;REB IS FUCKING TMR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe is watching me be a blogger nerd as we speak.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda feel like a loser right now.&lt;br /&gt;but it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;I am losing track of what I am saying becasue she is really turning me on so&lt;br /&gt;i must&lt;br /&gt;go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE OLD FRIENDS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-866098626563528002?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/866098626563528002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=866098626563528002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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yesterday&lt;br /&gt;i have a ton of stuff to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finish social test that i stole from classroom and brought home to cheat on and get a good&lt;br /&gt;mark&lt;br /&gt;(whoops way to much information)&lt;br /&gt;prep kite runner fuckin essay A LA DIPLOMA!!&lt;br /&gt;= type out 6 billion quote and organize&lt;br /&gt;study for chem&lt;br /&gt;test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHAKE YOUR HEAD IT'S EMPTY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-8150758197283907043?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/8150758197283907043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=8150758197283907043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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nervous&lt;br /&gt;and excited&lt;br /&gt;oh aren't you happy?!&lt;br /&gt;Nope not really&lt;br /&gt;and all I can think about is&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;not you&lt;br /&gt;that's for sure&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;oh REB&lt;br /&gt;you silly fool&lt;br /&gt;you are screwing me up&lt;br /&gt;and over&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW YOU FEEL IT TOO&lt;br /&gt;IT ALL SEEMS SO UNTRUE&lt;br /&gt;WHEN WE GET UP&lt;br /&gt;AND OVER IT AND OVER THEM&lt;br /&gt;UP AND OVER IT AND OVER THEM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-4088623622243087304?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/4088623622243087304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=4088623622243087304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4088623622243087304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4088623622243087304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/12/2-days-motherfuckers.html' title='2 Days Motherfuckers.'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-2911954756623751205</id><published>2009-12-06T11:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T11:10:38.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eggnog Lattes</title><content type='html'>f&lt;br /&gt;ou&lt;br /&gt;r&lt;br /&gt;da&lt;br /&gt;y&lt;br /&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;You'll be alone this, holiday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-2911954756623751205?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/2911954756623751205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=2911954756623751205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2911954756623751205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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reb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-7748635854879305755?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/7748635854879305755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=7748635854879305755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/7748635854879305755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/7748635854879305755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hate-blogging-twice-in-one-day.html' title='I hate Blogging twice In one Day'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-1151949771153023854</id><published>2009-12-05T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T16:00:42.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU CAME UP WITH THE BREEZE</title><content type='html'>On &lt;strong&gt;Sunday Morning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sure have changed since yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;without any warning!&lt;br /&gt;I thought I knew you,&lt;br /&gt;WOAH OH&lt;br /&gt;I thought I knew you,&lt;br /&gt;WOAH OH&lt;br /&gt;I thought I knew you well!&lt;br /&gt;So well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh well...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-1151949771153023854?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/1151949771153023854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=1151949771153023854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1151949771153023854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1151949771153023854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-came-up-with-breeze.html' title='YOU CAME UP WITH THE BREEZE'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-798887172496237940</id><published>2009-12-03T16:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:12:54.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmm</title><content type='html'>I'd love me some Dr. Pepper right now.&lt;br /&gt;That's a total lie.&lt;br /&gt;7 days and counting till you know what.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just dislike you SO MUCH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-798887172496237940?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-5949601356930805523</id><published>2009-12-02T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:47:55.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS EVERYBODY</title><content type='html'>Hot Topic:&lt;br /&gt;I ALMOST, would tell you something.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not going to because it'll just flop.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways though,&lt;br /&gt;the hot topic has been relationships...&lt;br /&gt;or not RElationships, but girls like boys liking girls liking boys.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things have suddenly popped up, and perhaps I just got caught in that &lt;em&gt;whirl-wind&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Probably what it is but I won't admit it.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that perhaps if I had a tangable goal,&lt;br /&gt;I could achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;But I find that there is something ALMOST tangable,&lt;br /&gt;but not QUITE THERE.&lt;br /&gt;And that has how it has always been&lt;br /&gt;Like I am always missing SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about a tangable goal makes me think less about &lt;strong&gt;you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is also why I like this. But I don't.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'm done talking about that and infact I'm erasing all of this probably&lt;br /&gt;Ehh probably not. Makes for a good blog (or so I think)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways&lt;br /&gt;I have not done a single sheet pof homework this week&lt;br /&gt;REB is ruining my life&lt;br /&gt;School life, that is.&lt;br /&gt;Hell am I nervous.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know bro&lt;br /&gt;I need to practice.&lt;br /&gt;Lately I just have no time to think&lt;br /&gt;but in saying this I HAVE BEEN DOING NOTHING LATELY.&lt;br /&gt;And i keep missing class for grad council..&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like im falling behind even though i'm NOT&lt;br /&gt;i've missed 1 physics class and one engrish class people&lt;br /&gt;and i am over reacting&lt;br /&gt;but you know what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; THE BITCH DON'T GIVE A SHIET.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-5949601356930805523?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/5949601356930805523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=5949601356930805523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/5949601356930805523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/5949601356930805523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/12/shots-shots-shots-shots-shots-shots.html' title='SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS EVERYBODY'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-2415167661681343530</id><published>2009-12-01T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:19:35.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember</title><content type='html'>December!&lt;br /&gt;You have arrived.&lt;br /&gt;I almost felt like it was going to be a shitty month&lt;br /&gt;like an entire month&lt;br /&gt;since everything revolves around christmas and my family...&lt;br /&gt;does not care for the festive holiday, or the joy&lt;br /&gt;since it is related to jesus christ&lt;br /&gt;who is NOT god&lt;br /&gt;in their most sacred holy religion&lt;br /&gt;of Islam&lt;br /&gt;(this is where I get hit by a lightning bolt)&lt;br /&gt; family is generally WHO you celebrate christmas with&lt;br /&gt;and for this reason I am sad.&lt;br /&gt;Less sad than I was like 3 days ago though. About it. Yeah I know.&lt;br /&gt;I was sad over that.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH YA&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; REB&lt;/span&gt; IS IN 9 DAYS AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I'm too excited&lt;br /&gt;And I am building it up TOO much&lt;br /&gt;Because I think it's gonna be good&lt;br /&gt;so it'll probably go bad&lt;br /&gt;ly&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I dunno&lt;br /&gt;I'm nervous.&lt;br /&gt;What else&lt;br /&gt;Missing so much school for grad...&lt;br /&gt;Love it&lt;br /&gt;Also,&lt;br /&gt;It might sound crazy but it ain't.no.lie.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, BYE BYE BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-2415167661681343530?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/2415167661681343530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=2415167661681343530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2415167661681343530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2415167661681343530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/12/remember.html' title='Remember'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-2661252547496082243</id><published>2009-11-30T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:34:01.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Me When It's Over...</title><content type='html'>Okay&lt;br /&gt;I am having a problem with __________&lt;br /&gt;I was doing so well&lt;br /&gt;Feeling SO GOOD about myself,&lt;br /&gt;and now I am back to the old habit&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I am losing it all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Must control..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Must stop..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No motivation..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound familiar anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-2661252547496082243?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/2661252547496082243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=2661252547496082243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2661252547496082243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2661252547496082243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/wake-me-when-its-over.html' title='Wake Me When It&apos;s Over...'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-3705687941336303155</id><published>2009-11-29T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T16:23:14.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If This Is A Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'm losing my &lt;strong&gt;shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel glum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slept the whole day today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always do that when not feeling good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not sick not good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unhappy not good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dunno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just grey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh BOO you whore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;miss alyssa &amp;amp; jingles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lookie lookie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can you guess what did especially for this post?&lt;br /&gt;bahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/SxMP8c-XfkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/3aOc4RyT3og/s1600/whore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409685108646444610" style="WIDTH: 358px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/SxMP8c-XfkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/3aOc4RyT3og/s400/whore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/SxMP8c-XfkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/3aOc4RyT3og/s1600/whore.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/7199896257903149019-3705687941336303155?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/3705687941336303155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=3705687941336303155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/3705687941336303155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/3705687941336303155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-this-is-test.html' title='If This Is A Test'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/SxMP8c-XfkI/AAAAAAAAAOY/3aOc4RyT3og/s72-c/whore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-6199666833143602490</id><published>2009-11-28T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T10:54:27.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>California Rest In Peace</title><content type='html'>Cool&lt;br /&gt;I cannot feel anything&lt;br /&gt;right now&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-6199666833143602490?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/6199666833143602490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=6199666833143602490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6199666833143602490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6199666833143602490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/california-rest-in-peace.html' title='California Rest In Peace'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-7509520472865842599</id><published>2009-11-27T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T18:04:14.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Capital M-E</title><content type='html'>I'm getting sick of saying that alot.&lt;br /&gt;I just read your blog and all it said was I,&lt;br /&gt;and I didn't mind reading it ONE BIT.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it made me realize that duh, this blog is about you, us, me.&lt;br /&gt;So I suppose it's okay to say I a billion times.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it though.&lt;br /&gt;Not very much no not at all.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;When my mom says, (yells), DO YOU UNDERSTAND ?&lt;br /&gt;Like. What am I supposed to say? NO, I ONLY SPEAK KOREAN.&lt;br /&gt;What does she expect?&lt;br /&gt;I also dislike when she says a trillion punishments like, you're NOT driving, NOT going to the party, tell one of your friends to pick up the present but they are not allowed in the house, they have to get it outside of the door, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;You don't ACTUALLY think that specifically is happening do you? I dunno. I guess I know where my overexaggurative nature comes from.&lt;br /&gt;I always tell her whatever she wants JUST to shut her up.&lt;br /&gt;Honest. I'm sorry. I know that I am a horrible person for say that,&lt;br /&gt;but it's to a point where I don't give a damn (about the telephones) &lt;-- you won't get that!&lt;br /&gt;I just don't care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;There will never be a salvagable relationship.&lt;br /&gt;We are two strangers living in the same house.&lt;br /&gt;It's unfortunate.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I see a mother-daughter thing on TV or a movie or anything, I haveto look away.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sort of almost but not quite in the slump of school.&lt;br /&gt;It's become SO ROUTINE I just want it to end so badly.&lt;br /&gt;At the same time not because I won't have classes with any of these fabulous people ever again,&lt;br /&gt;but then again.&lt;br /&gt;No more hard CORE subjects.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a world with no CHEM, PHYSICS, SOCIAL, or ENGLISH.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even.&lt;br /&gt;All I would have is ♥Guitar♥ &amp;amp; Math with kozaky VICH :) &lt;-- you won't get that either!&lt;br /&gt;What a life.&lt;br /&gt;Then I could concentrate on a job scolitis &lt;-- I know, I'm sorry. But it makes sense to me&lt;br /&gt;And the tatters of course!&lt;br /&gt;And grad&lt;br /&gt;WHICH BY THE WAY DOROTHY&lt;br /&gt;is slowly getting better! No promises though.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;What else.&lt;br /&gt;A boy who shall remain nameless made me sit on his lap today a part of the bus ride, including arm around my shoulder...&lt;br /&gt;I know nothing in the world would ever happen ever because no one would willingly want that with myself,&lt;br /&gt;but I got fluttery for a few minutes there.&lt;br /&gt;I wished for like 6 and a half seconds that we&lt;br /&gt;JUST KIDDING &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or am i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just felt... Nice. I dunno. this sounds gross&lt;br /&gt;because I don't know what it feels like to be&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I am a female&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help it and I HATE IT&lt;br /&gt;Hello gr.10 immatureness but not really because I gave up 1/2 way through gr 11 for boys&lt;br /&gt;Go on ask me Kyle, who's the boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Hayley &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-7509520472865842599?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/7509520472865842599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=7509520472865842599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/7509520472865842599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/7509520472865842599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/capital-m-e.html' title='Capital M-E'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-1142507324102620627</id><published>2009-11-26T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T16:45:07.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Ate Too Much :(</title><content type='html'>I honestly ate too much.&lt;br /&gt;I am very mad at myself.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love singing&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for REB&lt;br /&gt;Fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blogs have been so dumb lately.&lt;br /&gt;Capital M-E.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My scarf attracts crumbs on purpose. I know it,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-1142507324102620627?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/1142507324102620627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=1142507324102620627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1142507324102620627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1142507324102620627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-ate-too-much.html' title='I Ate Too Much :('/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-2679168464135266415</id><published>2009-11-25T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T17:30:45.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plan T</title><content type='html'>(for tattoos)&lt;br /&gt;Oh Alyssa you make me laugh :)&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to see you and discuss your future!!&lt;br /&gt;And do a bunch of other fun things .//&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. What to say?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is really going on.&lt;br /&gt;Incredibly routine&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to do my Chem test tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;but Friday I get a FIELDTRIPMUTHAFUCKAS&lt;br /&gt;for gc only&lt;br /&gt;Oh how arrogant&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;my amurrikan cuzin is back in town mmmmmhmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;REB is now 15 days and STILL no fucking practise.&lt;br /&gt;Max made a good point though&lt;br /&gt;because this happened when auditions were approaching ;&lt;br /&gt;we barely practised like the week before&lt;br /&gt;when we had 2 WHOLE weeks&lt;br /&gt;and then I guess we were good enough to GET IN..&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;yah... I've been singing my part by myself so. I dunno how this is gonna go&lt;br /&gt;OOps&lt;br /&gt;I just overdosed on prmr&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna keep going&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;this is the shallowest blog ever&lt;br /&gt;to date&lt;br /&gt;thus far&lt;br /&gt;in time&lt;br /&gt;of ths space continum&lt;br /&gt;however&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ALL I WANTED WAS YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-2679168464135266415?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/2679168464135266415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=2679168464135266415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2679168464135266415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2679168464135266415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/plan-t.html' title='Plan T'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-1497615293116159246</id><published>2009-11-24T15:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:41:50.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops</title><content type='html'>I just did something I am not supposed too.&lt;br /&gt;But I just couldn't help.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to get sick from this.&lt;br /&gt;Oh godforbid.&lt;br /&gt;I am so scared for REB////&lt;br /&gt;Of getting ill and  not being able to sing at my prime ;&lt;br /&gt;Of us not practising enough&lt;br /&gt;OH but we'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourself you dumb fuck&lt;br /&gt;Oh why did I JUST do that to myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know that i could USE SOMEBODY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-1497615293116159246?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/1497615293116159246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=1497615293116159246' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1497615293116159246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1497615293116159246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/oops.html' title='Oops'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-1802506022954703957</id><published>2009-11-23T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T11:49:36.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>B/c It HAS 2 B So Lonely</title><content type='html'>To be the only one who's holy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just my humble opinion,&lt;br /&gt;but it's one that I believe in :&lt;br /&gt;You don't deserve a point of view&lt;br /&gt;If the only thing you see is &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I heard this Silverstein song today,&lt;br /&gt;and if you were to look up the lyrics,&lt;br /&gt;Kyle would know EXACTLY WHO is was written about.&lt;br /&gt;It's uncanny. I will tell you the title of the song someday when you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;Because if I posted the title here, you would all figure it out&lt;br /&gt;and I would get in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;I miss a certain azngurl right naow.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was just weird. I could have been laser tagging or being with my best friends&lt;br /&gt;instead of hanging in that shit hole.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Well not really.&lt;br /&gt;Ilprmr.&lt;br /&gt;BAH DAP BAP BA DAP BAH BAH DAP&lt;br /&gt;BAH DAP BAP BA DAP BAH BAH DAP&lt;br /&gt;Visual Presentation 2 Anthropologie...&lt;br /&gt;Chapters terra losa + mall&lt;br /&gt;Coles so I'm right by felicia :)&lt;br /&gt;Cookies By George with RACHEL &lt;33333333333333333&lt;br /&gt;HMV = last resort. ilu kevin&lt;br /&gt;These are the places I will apply for&lt;br /&gt;oh and possibly AA but only because Ellie asked.&lt;br /&gt;DOLLAR_RAMA with ZOE lol!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;TATTOO :)&lt;br /&gt;I found a lyric that I'm going to get for good measure&lt;br /&gt;And I need to find a paramore lyric..&lt;br /&gt;see none of them really...&lt;br /&gt;appeal in the sense of what kind of a LYRIC i'd want to get,&lt;br /&gt;you know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;Like Oh Star fall down on me let me make a wish upon you?&lt;br /&gt;Like&lt;br /&gt;There stuff as AWESOME AS IT IS.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno&lt;br /&gt;We'll see :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to spend all of second semester reading every single lyric of prmr critically,&lt;br /&gt;seeing what would be the perfect sentence&lt;br /&gt;do you want to know what sentence I'm getting for most likely sure?&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to ask me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm not telling you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-1802506022954703957?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/1802506022954703957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=1802506022954703957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1802506022954703957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1802506022954703957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/bc-it-has-2-b-so-lonely.html' title='B/c It HAS 2 B So Lonely'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-8501341711317883574</id><published>2009-11-22T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T09:28:18.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Fly Away</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry Dorothy!&lt;br /&gt;I know I never make sense on these blogs...&lt;br /&gt;Haha it's not me being DEEP;&lt;br /&gt;I just basically talk to myself so only I understand them..&lt;br /&gt;I apologize. I will try not to do that.&lt;br /&gt;Uhm&lt;br /&gt;Moustafa is doing fine now...&lt;br /&gt;Basically last night was a TOTAL DRAG.&lt;br /&gt;I knew that was going to happen. Wish I hadn't wasted my weekend on that.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;What else..&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed @ 3 this morning.&lt;br /&gt;I was reading :)&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing else to say for now&lt;br /&gt;I am tired and forgot everything.&lt;br /&gt;NO OH MY GOODNESS I REMEMBER!&lt;br /&gt;I am going to take care of myself from now on&lt;br /&gt;for REB&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been lately.&lt;br /&gt;No more milk.&lt;br /&gt;No iced cofee&lt;br /&gt;XL Steeped Tea with NOTHING in it&lt;br /&gt;Nightly Nasal Ritual&lt;br /&gt;Sanatize hands 24/7&lt;br /&gt;Dont touch mouth&lt;br /&gt;EAt properly&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been doing that either.&lt;br /&gt;Uhm yah&lt;br /&gt;k that's it&lt;br /&gt;I hate how everything turns out into I .&lt;br /&gt;Capital M-E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-8501341711317883574?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/8501341711317883574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=8501341711317883574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8501341711317883574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8501341711317883574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/come-fly-away.html' title='Come Fly Away'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-4264323000741227471</id><published>2009-11-21T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T13:22:53.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christmas List That Will Never Exist</title><content type='html'>-- OPERATION (board game)&lt;br /&gt;--Polaroid CAMERA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GiftCards GALORE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Chapters&lt;br /&gt;*Anthropologie&lt;br /&gt;*HMV&lt;br /&gt;-- Prmr BNE Box Set&lt;br /&gt;-- Prmr Elephant teeshurtt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Hayley Williams...&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;All I Want For Christmas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-4264323000741227471?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/4264323000741227471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=4264323000741227471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4264323000741227471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4264323000741227471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas-list-that-will-never-exist_21.html' title='The Christmas List That Will Never Exist'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-7766410522860906696</id><published>2009-11-21T13:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T13:19:04.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU'RE GOT TO REACH OUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not excited for tonight for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's because of the boys.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah no I actually think that is why.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;But I think I'm going to lie to you just for fun :)&lt;br /&gt;I mean,&lt;br /&gt;is that what goes through your head?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder&lt;br /&gt;About Everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-7766410522860906696?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/7766410522860906696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=7766410522860906696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/7766410522860906696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/7766410522860906696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/youre-got-reach-out.html' title='YOU&apos;RE GOT TO REACH OUT'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-8515299648713382719</id><published>2009-11-20T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T19:03:42.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wake Up To My Mom Screaming,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DON'T HIT ME &lt;em&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how things like that work out Mom&lt;strong&gt; isn't it&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;For Dorothy,&lt;br /&gt;the final &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Moustafa had 2 stents put in the Left Main artery,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;the largest surrounding the heart --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;95% blcokage, a hairline away from having the most severe heart attack someone could possibly have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky it was goddamn caught huh ?&lt;br /&gt;Anywho.&lt;br /&gt;I won't say what happened today, did enough of that @ skewl.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so hungry but I can't eat.&lt;br /&gt;Selfish ... if you think YOU'RE the one who's being selfish...&lt;br /&gt;oh, how wrong you are.&lt;br /&gt;You know that's the calibre of what I'd do for you.&lt;br /&gt;You have a problem, you tell me, and I deal with YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not like you ignored my situ anyways.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just came out slightly less discussed than yours did.&lt;br /&gt;That might have even been for the better, like I didn;t mind AT ALL .&lt;br /&gt;What did you expect ?&lt;br /&gt;Am I the one who says, NO, I have a problem so you can shut your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. You know I wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;So. That deals with that. Not selfish.&lt;br /&gt;You just wish you could have been selfless,&lt;br /&gt;in dealing with what might be one of the BIGGEST ISSUES you've faced,&lt;br /&gt;and in that thought of wanting to be selfless,&lt;br /&gt;you were being just that.&lt;br /&gt;"It's the thought that counts"&lt;br /&gt;However true that might be.&lt;br /&gt;:) Don't worry about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THE WORLD DON'T CARE IF YOU ARE OR NOT THERE BECAUSE YOU'RE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;on drugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-8515299648713382719?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/8515299648713382719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=8515299648713382719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8515299648713382719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8515299648713382719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wake-up-to-my-mom-screaming.html' title='I Wake Up To My Mom Screaming,'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-9114713255963517724</id><published>2009-11-18T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:52:53.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When There's No Way Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The only way out is to&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;GIVE IN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;UPDATE :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Moustafa is back at the hospital .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angiogram @ 8:30 a.m. tmr ...&lt;br /&gt;if there is blockage, angioplasty with a possibilty of a stint put in place.&lt;br /&gt;Mentioned in the educational video we watched at the hospital today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Risks Include :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Heart Attack&lt;br /&gt;+Stroke&lt;br /&gt;+Death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING COMFORTING HUH.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah uh...&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I might cry at school just to let you know if ANYONE IS READING THIS. Or cares/&lt;br /&gt;===================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry Dee, I am not going to quit grad council whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to start changing my attitude towards SOME members now.&lt;br /&gt;A.K.A. not let them walk all over me.&lt;br /&gt;I just got really frustrated you know?&lt;br /&gt;Like.. worst feeling in the world to not be able to say what I am thinking,&lt;br /&gt;not be able to express my ideas.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have so much input to give,&lt;br /&gt;and it is just completely botteled up inside my neck and chest,&lt;br /&gt;and so I explode it all on here.&lt;br /&gt;But no more.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to live GC like this.&lt;br /&gt;I promise :)&lt;br /&gt;=================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I jjust cannot think of anything but Moustafa now.&lt;br /&gt;And all you can think of is yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-9114713255963517724?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/9114713255963517724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=9114713255963517724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/9114713255963517724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/9114713255963517724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-theres-no-way-out.html' title='When There&apos;s No Way Out'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-5738834614525696620</id><published>2009-11-17T16:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T17:06:55.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Use Somebody</title><content type='html'>Currently my fuckin FAVOURITE cover by prmr,&lt;br /&gt;orginally a KingsOfLeoon song.&lt;br /&gt;It's so good.&lt;br /&gt;Fuckin'.&lt;br /&gt;Ilysm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UPDATE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have you ever seen those commercials on Spike TV,&lt;br /&gt;where like super famous male athletes are all , "Check up... or check OUT."&lt;br /&gt;Trying to advocate to those guys out there who are too afraid to see a doctor,&lt;br /&gt;in the even of that doctor grabbing their balls and finding out something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Moustafa is one of those men, which is why he skipped out on his test yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;However, he went today :&lt;br /&gt;" After six mintues of walking on zee ddamn treadmills I could not even breathe ANYTHING! (Makes loud panting noises&amp;amp; sticks out his tongue) "&lt;br /&gt;Lol! So tmr @ 2:30 he's going to talk with the cardiologist about getting an angioplasty procedure.&lt;br /&gt;Stick a catheter(TUBE) up your femoral atery, push it all the way to your pulmonary artery I BELIEVE, do a little scrub a dub dub to clean out the plack,&lt;br /&gt;then put a stint so the atery stays open.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Moustafa :(&lt;br /&gt;What kind of a mess are you in!&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GC meeting tmr.&lt;br /&gt;I have a problem,.&lt;br /&gt;I keep getting....&lt;br /&gt;stepped on.&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the fucking front door mat to the Access Room.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to contrubute to any of the fucking committees I'm on..&lt;br /&gt;As soon as my mouth opens,&lt;br /&gt;I hear a "Yah, but that wouldn't be good."&lt;br /&gt;That and every variation of that :(&lt;br /&gt;I've actually been so mad that I wanted to quit.&lt;br /&gt;Like that's how much I keep getting cut off,&lt;br /&gt;as if &lt;strong&gt;I don't even need to be there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've felt like that at 2 consecutive meetings,&lt;br /&gt;so you can only imagine.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;COMPLAIN COMPLAIN COMPLAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capital M-E .&lt;br /&gt;I think that's going to be the signature of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I'd almost title it,&lt;br /&gt;but who can change Poster Of A Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH LOOK WHAT JUST CAME ON MY IPOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;'TILL I TAKE ONE OF THEM HOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;CUZ I KNOW HOW IT FEELS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;FILLING IN THE BLANKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;LOOKING ON THE BRIGHTSIDE, WHEN &lt;strong&gt;THERE IS NO BRIGHT SIDE&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-5738834614525696620?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/5738834614525696620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=5738834614525696620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/5738834614525696620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/5738834614525696620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/use-somebody.html' title='Use Somebody'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-1286727672241937023</id><published>2009-11-16T17:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:15:46.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Keep You My Dirty Little ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/SwIMpQnSe_I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ssXrB_DP0L4/s1600/TheHair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404896405771942898" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/SwIMpQnSe_I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ssXrB_DP0L4/s400/TheHair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now you might think I'm blogging to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I am,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you're not the only one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's right folks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sincerely won't tell a soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just the whole world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Update:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Moustafa PROCRASTINATED doing his tests :( But he's going tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hope, Pray &amp;amp; Love friends. That's all I asked and that's all you gave&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, I never asked.&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/7199896257903149019-1286727672241937023?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/1286727672241937023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=1286727672241937023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1286727672241937023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1286727672241937023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/ill-keep-you-my-dirty-little.html' title='I&apos;ll Keep You My Dirty Little ......'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/SwIMpQnSe_I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ssXrB_DP0L4/s72-c/TheHair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-179131187433350206</id><published>2009-11-15T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T14:21:27.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Moustafa had to stay longer because they felt the need to monitor his vitals .&lt;br /&gt;However he got to come home today ;&lt;br /&gt;But he has to go back tomorrow to do a Stress Test,&lt;br /&gt;and possibly an Angiogram.&lt;br /&gt;Look it up. I'm too tired to explain.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah basically he thinks he had a mini-heart-attack (?questionable?)&lt;br /&gt;same symptoms of what GIVES you one anway.&lt;br /&gt;And now he seems.&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;It almost feels as if he's going into a depression. &lt;em&gt;Again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like he's on the verge of slipping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And I am afraid more than anything that he will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was just.&lt;br /&gt;Not right.&lt;br /&gt;To see Moustafa, of ALL people in the world,&lt;br /&gt;not be able to see the sun.&lt;br /&gt;not be able to smile.&lt;br /&gt;crack a joke. dance a little.&lt;br /&gt;Be....&lt;br /&gt;himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;strong&gt;GOING UNDER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DROWNING YOU&lt;br /&gt;i'm falling forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got break through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-179131187433350206?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/179131187433350206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=179131187433350206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/179131187433350206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/179131187433350206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-6308399890125227743</id><published>2009-11-14T11:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T11:49:23.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can Take Take Take The Kid From The Summer</title><content type='html'>Moustafa has to stay in the hospital till at least Monday now.&lt;br /&gt;This might be somewhat more serious than he plays it off&lt;br /&gt;DENIAL is my new best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance has been cut.&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/7199896257903149019-6308399890125227743?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/6308399890125227743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=6308399890125227743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6308399890125227743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6308399890125227743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-can-take-take-take-kid-from-summer.html' title='You Can Take Take Take The Kid From The Summer'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-5948064061893413283</id><published>2009-11-14T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T00:41:32.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I JUST REALIZED</title><content type='html'>Today is fucking Friday the 13th,&lt;br /&gt;and today my dad goes to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Not a case of accute severity,&lt;br /&gt;but he has minor blockage in his ateries,&lt;br /&gt;which caused a lack of oxygen to flow to his heart,&lt;br /&gt;which made it work extra hard to pump oxygenated blood around his big man body,&lt;br /&gt;which caused him to have some quite uncomfortable chest pains,&lt;br /&gt;which caused me to panic because before unaware of his exact condition,&lt;br /&gt;i only had knowledge that his father passed away at 52 from congenital heart disease,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;genetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno. Just reading Leah's blog I totally forgot that it was "freyedai.thu.thr.t33nth."&lt;br /&gt;I don't really believe in like superstition-ish things like that PER SAY,&lt;br /&gt;but it's just interesting how that happened TOday.&lt;br /&gt;Funny how things work huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank all that is good and holy that it wasn't VERY serious.&lt;br /&gt;And good it has been caught NOW.&lt;br /&gt;Because it can be &lt;em&gt;prevented.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;My dad doesn't take ANYTHING about anything that has to do with himself,&lt;br /&gt;myself,&lt;br /&gt;and my mother seriously when it comes to medical issues.&lt;br /&gt;Strange, as he is an effing FAMILY doctor.&lt;br /&gt;It just screams dramatic irony to me! Hai English 30 kids :)&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. I dunno man,. Like.&lt;br /&gt;For so many things other than this,&lt;br /&gt;I stress and strain for him to take it seriously,&lt;br /&gt;until my stomach yearns for relief,&lt;br /&gt;my heart burns to stop&lt;br /&gt;my throat yells ENOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;my eyes plead, &lt;em&gt;no more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother (Watching)&lt;br /&gt;Life is rough.&lt;br /&gt;rough rough rough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not mine though,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;V&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;Y&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I understand that now.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's.&lt;br /&gt;I always have,&lt;br /&gt;but always tried to justify our way vs. those in less developed countries.&lt;br /&gt;OH AREN'T YOU RIGHTEOUS.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be.&lt;br /&gt;Get involved.&lt;br /&gt;I have been desiring too lately.&lt;br /&gt;So why don't you?&lt;br /&gt;Lazy? Apathetic? Scared? Putting it off?&lt;br /&gt;Excuse?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Man.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight bloggers &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember that if you feel like you have no one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;you will always have me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;(if that counts for anything at all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-5948064061893413283?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/5948064061893413283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=5948064061893413283' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/5948064061893413283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/5948064061893413283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-just-realized.html' title='I JUST REALIZED'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-6611079655636099478</id><published>2009-11-12T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T19:38:38.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LORD</title><content type='html'>What did I just say ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO BAD I HAVE TO BE A DOCTOR?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just complained...&lt;br /&gt;about getting an education...&lt;br /&gt;for free...&lt;br /&gt;for an amazing life...&lt;br /&gt;a chance to earn a very satisfying living...&lt;br /&gt;People elsewhere,&lt;br /&gt;EVERYWHERE&lt;br /&gt;would GIVE ANYTHING to have what I have a chance at.&lt;br /&gt;What.&lt;br /&gt;Did.&lt;br /&gt;I.&lt;br /&gt;Just.&lt;br /&gt;Say.&lt;br /&gt;But no, I will not erase that blog,&lt;br /&gt;or that line.&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know the &lt;em&gt;Real&lt;/em&gt; Isha SHADY.&lt;br /&gt;There is a point, "be what YOU want to be".&lt;br /&gt;But where does that point draw to the line&lt;br /&gt;of beinf thankful and accepting what is so easily provided for you.&lt;br /&gt;If only I could give that kind of an oppurtunity to someone who &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deserved&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it&lt;br /&gt;I honestly truly wish I could give it to someone.&lt;br /&gt;I want to donate 78/79th's of everything  I own&lt;br /&gt;Omg&lt;br /&gt;I like the words&lt;br /&gt;personality&lt;br /&gt;complex&lt;br /&gt;I just feel it is very applicable&lt;br /&gt;and I feel smart when I says it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-6611079655636099478?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/6611079655636099478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=6611079655636099478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6611079655636099478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6611079655636099478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/lord.html' title='LORD'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-8985590982677517248</id><published>2009-11-12T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T19:32:11.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby I'm Just Soggy</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;from the chemo ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"when you blow something out of proportion, you understand it a lot easier."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;My experience like that isn't SIMILAR..&lt;br /&gt;I just like that quote .&lt;br /&gt;An orginal JDan.&lt;br /&gt;For me, it's like&lt;br /&gt;when I BLOW something out of proportion,&lt;br /&gt;truly imagine, make myself utterly believe that it's going to be SO TERRIBLE,&lt;br /&gt;it's merely a tiny obstacle.&lt;br /&gt;Not ever as bad as I made it seem.&lt;br /&gt;Now sometimes I have to psychollogically trick myself into thinking it's going to be hell.&lt;br /&gt;And like backwardsinsideoutupsidedownridesideupreverseforwardpauseplayREWINDfastforwardtothegoodpart psycho analyze it.&lt;br /&gt;ohkay hi sorry.&lt;br /&gt;a 100% overexagguration.&lt;br /&gt;I hate people who don't recognize that what they are saying is an overexxaguration and DONT admit it.&lt;br /&gt;You're not cool :S&lt;br /&gt;ANYWHO&lt;br /&gt;much off topic&lt;br /&gt;but yah.&lt;br /&gt;But ever since I noticed this trend, I have tried to abuse it.&lt;br /&gt;Do it on purpose&lt;br /&gt;as an excuse to make something seem easier&lt;br /&gt;OH THE PERSONALITY COMPLEX IS JUST SCREAMING!&lt;br /&gt;ilovepsychology :(&lt;br /&gt;too bad I HAVVE TO BE A DOCTOR.&lt;br /&gt;Ah fack&lt;br /&gt;I need to sort this out..............................................&lt;br /&gt;Selfish huh ?&lt;br /&gt;CAPITAL M-E.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-8985590982677517248?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/8985590982677517248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=8985590982677517248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8985590982677517248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8985590982677517248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-im-just-soggy.html' title='Baby I&apos;m Just Soggy'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-7214552379988762531</id><published>2009-11-11T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T08:08:08.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Sympathy.</title><content type='html'>Livingstone you are becoming a writer, right ?&lt;br /&gt;Did you even READ you're last blog ?&lt;br /&gt;I can't even begin to comprehend what kind of a brain you have for you to have written that.&lt;br /&gt;Like what was your inspiration&lt;br /&gt;to take your confusion to a level like THAT.&lt;br /&gt;It was just unexplainably AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;I don't even understand it.&lt;br /&gt;I have to take a 3rd read now.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-7214552379988762531?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/7214552379988762531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=7214552379988762531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/7214552379988762531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/7214552379988762531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-sympathy.html' title='No Sympathy.'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-8188496688530801215</id><published>2009-11-09T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T16:47:14.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Stop</title><content type='html'>Thinking about tattoos and it SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just calm down and don't think about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a WHOLE semester to conquer first and then ONLY then will I be able to start thinking about which one I will get first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However I would actually marry the boy who got this tatt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just so I could look at it EVERYDAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Him)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Svi39sv4hDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/GzSMSPnLNIU/s1600-h/marry"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402270023642809394" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Svi39sv4hDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/GzSMSPnLNIU/s400/marry" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7199896257903149019-8188496688530801215?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/8188496688530801215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=8188496688530801215' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8188496688530801215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8188496688530801215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/cant-stop.html' title='Can&apos;t Stop'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Svi39sv4hDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/GzSMSPnLNIU/s72-c/marry' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-5722542773204374845</id><published>2009-11-09T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T16:04:42.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAN'T BE TO careful ANYMORE</title><content type='html'>WHEN ALL THAT IS WAITING FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;WON'T COME ANY CLOSER,&lt;br /&gt;YOU'VE GOT TO REACH A LITTLE&lt;br /&gt;MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh&lt;br /&gt;If you think you have it bad...&lt;br /&gt;thinkagainmyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;Another example has been proven to me.&lt;br /&gt;To the person who shared something personal with me today,&lt;br /&gt;I have an incredible amount of respect for. And thank you for trusting me =].&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I realize just how much I take my parents for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I hope that we will become closer as the days role on.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to new&lt;strong&gt;-ish&lt;/strong&gt; friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-5722542773204374845?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/5722542773204374845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=5722542773204374845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/5722542773204374845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/5722542773204374845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/cant-be-to-careful-anymore.html' title='CAN&apos;T BE TO careful ANYMORE'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-9044738063494355112</id><published>2009-11-08T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:31:35.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay</title><content type='html'>Desperate times call for desperate measures.&lt;br /&gt;Once the measure has been made, you probabbly regret it.&lt;br /&gt;But this new found regret teaches you that you did not need to be in the former state you were in&lt;br /&gt;in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;Realize what you have.&lt;br /&gt;Realize what happened. to you was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;and you don't NEED some.thing like that in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Even though you loved (it_) SO MUCH,&lt;br /&gt;and you still want to love ( it), because they were your form of heroine/&lt;br /&gt;But you are slightly stronger than this&lt;br /&gt;and you can hold on to the new way of your well being.&lt;br /&gt;You're so close to slipping,.&lt;br /&gt;and you almost do because of that desperate measure&lt;br /&gt;and the vicious cycle just draws you back.&lt;br /&gt;But it's the best thing for you.&lt;br /&gt;Move on and accept what has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you. Congratulations on your decision.&lt;br /&gt;You are going to be whatever you want to be, and fuckin SUCCEED.&lt;br /&gt;And I will be there right behind you :)&lt;br /&gt;Imma have to get me some WINTER ASS TIRES to drive all the way to Peace fuckin River !&lt;br /&gt;But it'll be WORTH IT.&lt;br /&gt;:) I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-9044738063494355112?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/9044738063494355112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=9044738063494355112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/9044738063494355112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/9044738063494355112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/okay.html' title='Okay'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-2349403159032961416</id><published>2009-11-08T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:03:53.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just B/C I'm Losing</title><content type='html'>Doesn't mean I'm LOST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Martin you are somewhat correct.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't lose anything, in fact, I won...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but I do feel a little lost&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I literally slept this weekend away.&lt;br /&gt;Not in the good way either.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, &lt;em&gt;it was never my intention to brag&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. I don't know why I did that.&lt;br /&gt;I feel disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: I woke up at around 8:30 or 9ish. did the hw. ate.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to sleep at 1round 12.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 6.&lt;br /&gt;Felt shitty for the rest of the evening,&lt;br /&gt;went to sleep at 10:30.&lt;br /&gt;Then did it ALL OVER AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;on Sunday/&lt;br /&gt;I actually feel like crap.&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;The greatest thing just happened and I don&lt;br /&gt;t feel enthused.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's BECAUSE of what I did this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I always sleep like that when I am subconciously sad because I have nothing else better to do.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep just take sit all away&lt;br /&gt;Then throws it back at you for the next hours your'e awake.&lt;br /&gt;Ah fuck&lt;br /&gt;GET GET GET GET GET OVER IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-2349403159032961416?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/2349403159032961416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=2349403159032961416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2349403159032961416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2349403159032961416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-bc-im-losing.html' title='Just B/C I&apos;m Losing'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-4036563034388373670</id><published>2009-11-07T12:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T13:13:39.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superstition</title><content type='html'>has nothing to do with this blog.&lt;br /&gt;It's just stuck in my head right now.&lt;br /&gt;Stevie Stevie Wonder.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Right now I feel really incompetent.&lt;br /&gt;Like I can't do anything to please anyone.&lt;br /&gt;You people at home.&lt;br /&gt;I come home late.&lt;br /&gt;Much later than you would have preferred,&lt;br /&gt;so then you say no to going to another friend's b-day dinner today.&lt;br /&gt;So I accept this and move along.&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, a little upset but no matter,&lt;br /&gt;I defyed you, so you punished me, I move on.&lt;br /&gt;Then 10 minutes later you say you're very angry, I'm an indecent, disrespectful person,&lt;br /&gt;but I.. can go...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not. But like.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;Like I don't want to just do whatever the FUCK I want.&lt;br /&gt;I don't deserve anything, like you said, and you're right.&lt;br /&gt;It's up too you.&lt;br /&gt;It's. Not.&lt;br /&gt;You're the adults here.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; lately my personality complex has been bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;But only when being with two of my best friends, which is odd.&lt;br /&gt;3rd wheel, even when you say you're not!.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;The whole one person for you thing is a load of bullllllshit.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't seem to let it go for this past little while.&lt;br /&gt;I also feel REALLY fuckin' incompetent because I have literally done absolutely nothing for GradCouncil.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even think they need me like what am I here for ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have lost the purpose of my life this weekend my friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mood swing, I know.&lt;br /&gt;Hope i get back to where I was&lt;br /&gt;or don't.&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-4036563034388373670?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/4036563034388373670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=4036563034388373670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4036563034388373670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4036563034388373670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/superstition.html' title='Superstition'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-8300607099345545383</id><published>2009-11-04T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:23:34.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What We're All About</title><content type='html'>california...&lt;br /&gt;California..&lt;br /&gt;HERE WE COMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well actually here YOU come.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good trip B. Fly safe. :)&lt;br /&gt;UH okay.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm like pretty fucking happy with how the audition went down.&lt;br /&gt;That was the bets we;ve ever done it.&lt;br /&gt;And like fuckin Dan Jeff saved the day man.&lt;br /&gt;He literally drummed with us the DAY BEFORE.&lt;br /&gt;Kieran didnt even guit with us the day before and YOU DID FANTASTIC.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck am I proud of you :)&lt;br /&gt;You never needed practise in th first place though.&lt;br /&gt;Okay&lt;br /&gt;totally forgot what i was going to say&lt;br /&gt;i left for like 20 mins to get megans bday present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'magenieinabottlebaby&lt;br /&gt;Yougottarubmetherightwayhoney&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-8300607099345545383?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/8300607099345545383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=8300607099345545383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8300607099345545383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8300607099345545383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-were-all-about.html' title='What We&apos;re All About'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-457413211273748796</id><published>2009-11-03T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T19:01:49.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How We SURViVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;is what makes us who were are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what. &lt;strong&gt;I am confronting you now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got what you wished for, so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;What&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;fuck&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;up&lt;br /&gt;with&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Do you not understand that you have a conglomeration of friends sitting around you just WAITING to help you ? No one would make fun of you. No one will judge you. No one will spread your secrets.&lt;br /&gt;We are here to help you.&lt;br /&gt;If not to everyone, pick one person.&lt;br /&gt;Any single person you want, and tell them what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;Just because you see ONE way out, does not mean that is the only way out.&lt;br /&gt;Get outside of your own head, and get a different perspective.&lt;br /&gt;It's rare when 2 people see a situation the same way --&lt;br /&gt;This means that other opions will MOST likely help you.&lt;br /&gt;OR give you another idea on how to fix whatever the fuck is going on.&lt;br /&gt;But like honestly, jokes aside&lt;br /&gt;the longer you hold it in, the faster it's going to kill you,&lt;br /&gt;and the rate at which it kills you will become more agonizing.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid of whomever you tell that they are going to think things of you.&lt;br /&gt;Every single person here has a problem,&lt;br /&gt;Whether you know of it or not.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone might deal with it in different ways,&lt;br /&gt;but you have CLEARLY expressed that you need help.&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't have blogged about it otherwise because even though this blog is public,.&lt;br /&gt;it does display what your most inner thoughts are to some extent.&lt;br /&gt;Don't do this to yourself anymore. You know you don't deserve this feeling ;&lt;br /&gt;The quickening pulse. The sinking heart. Tears in the corners of your eyes, bombs just ticking to detonate. The scream that's sitting in your chest that you just want to fucking ROAR in the middle of class?&lt;br /&gt;Stop doing this.&lt;br /&gt;Tell someone.&lt;br /&gt;Tell Oreo for fucksakes.&lt;br /&gt;Just&lt;br /&gt;TELL&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE&lt;br /&gt;However, in saying this you KNOW that we will not pry into your life.&lt;br /&gt;We will not ask. We will not beg. We will not nose or fuck around.&lt;br /&gt;When you are ready, then proceed to do so.&lt;br /&gt;Don't put it off. Do not procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are procrasting because you are scared of what will happen and YOU KNOW IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've said this repeatedley to me and who know's whom else, so I know.&lt;br /&gt;I know exactly what you're doing and you have to stop!&lt;br /&gt;GET ON WITH YOUR LIFE&lt;br /&gt;Listen. Fuck. I am starting to say the same things over and over here,&lt;br /&gt;but just know that we love you&lt;br /&gt;We don't want to see you hurting,&lt;br /&gt;or even know that that is the fact of the matter.&lt;br /&gt;and we will help you when you need it.&lt;br /&gt;That will never change.&lt;br /&gt;Just please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell&lt;/span&gt; so&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you so much ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(We + I are interchangeable; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;get creative.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-457413211273748796?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/457413211273748796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=457413211273748796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/457413211273748796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/457413211273748796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-we-survive.html' title='How We SURViVE'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-4839294631874607789</id><published>2009-11-02T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:13:39.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rough Hands</title><content type='html'>And that's 2 days till the audition,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm alright with that.&lt;br /&gt;What else?..&lt;br /&gt;I left ALL my shit in Postle's room :(&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's still there in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;Grad council is nothing,,,&lt;br /&gt;Chem is hard...&lt;br /&gt;Physics is deep&lt;br /&gt;Social is blah&lt;br /&gt;English is pulling Hamlet essays out of my ass at the last second&lt;br /&gt;Jessica Stewart is love :)&lt;br /&gt;Mckenna Courtepatte is really cool if she still reads this&lt;br /&gt;Sara Nyitrai has been sick and I have NEVER SEEN HER in my fucking gr/ 12 life and it sucks&lt;br /&gt;because signs like these tell me she might be one of the people whom I ACTUALLY want to stay in close contact with but will have a REALLY hard time because well. This happens :(&lt;br /&gt;Ilu sara :(&lt;br /&gt;Larrie :)&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy :)&lt;br /&gt;Blair :)&lt;br /&gt;Kyle :)&lt;br /&gt;Elle s'appelle :)&lt;br /&gt;ANYA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You're special&lt;br /&gt;ALYSSA &lt;333333333333333333333333&lt;br /&gt;ksteer =D omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow this is really gay&lt;br /&gt;i apologize&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-4839294631874607789?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/4839294631874607789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=4839294631874607789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4839294631874607789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4839294631874607789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/rough-hands.html' title='Rough Hands'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-6449077969947889951</id><published>2009-11-01T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T00:31:34.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stadium ♥</title><content type='html'>Dopo, I am so happy for yew =]&lt;br /&gt;Many more sneaky but not so sneaky times to come.&lt;br /&gt;It was fantastic. FantaSIES.&lt;br /&gt;Combat baby was just magnificent.&lt;br /&gt;That's what did it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;So I was very angry.&lt;br /&gt;I said some things about you.&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I never think before I speak.&lt;br /&gt;It always bites me in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;But I deserve it &lt;strong&gt;because&lt;/strong&gt; I open my big mouth.&lt;br /&gt;You I always tell me myself I won't do it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;And not just this, like lots os things.&lt;br /&gt;Those habits that you just CANT NOT DO.&lt;br /&gt;Like you'll conciously not do them for a while, but 2 weeks later it'll slip without you even knowing it&lt;br /&gt;and then it leeaves you in the same position of, "I won't do it anymore. I promise."&lt;br /&gt;I haven't promised anything to anyone in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;That's for the better.&lt;br /&gt;I'd just let you down.&lt;br /&gt;But you know what.&lt;br /&gt;That was a great way to spend Halloween,&lt;br /&gt;it turned out a lot better than I was feeling this morning about it.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously.&lt;br /&gt;A good way to start November.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a good month guys.&lt;br /&gt;Try and make it one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't count on me&lt;br /&gt;To let you know when&lt;br /&gt;Don't count on me&lt;br /&gt;I'll do it again&lt;br /&gt;Don't count on me&lt;br /&gt;It's the point you're missin&lt;br /&gt;Don't count on me&lt;br /&gt;CUZ IM NOT LISTENIN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-6449077969947889951?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/6449077969947889951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=6449077969947889951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6449077969947889951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6449077969947889951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/11/stadium.html' title='Stadium &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-1065870249820257316</id><published>2009-10-31T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T08:39:28.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sidenote</title><content type='html'>I will always love you .&lt;br /&gt;I will never stop loving you.&lt;br /&gt;I will always cry when you cry.&lt;br /&gt;I will always hurt when you hurt.&lt;br /&gt;I will always do anything for you.&lt;br /&gt;But I HATE WHAT YOU HAVE BECOME.&lt;br /&gt;I hate "conversating" with you.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you make me feel every single fucking day.&lt;br /&gt;I hate that you make me second guess &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;self&lt;/strong&gt; all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how you have sucked away all my self-confidence, and now I have to feign it.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how afraid you make me feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I hate going to my own home because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being in the same room with you.&lt;br /&gt;I hate that I can't confide in you for &lt;strong&gt;anything&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I hate that you will never know who I really am.&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything about your personality.&lt;br /&gt;I hate that I hate everything about you.&lt;br /&gt;What kind of a &lt;em&gt;PERSON&lt;/em&gt; are you ?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I have completely given up hope that we will ever get along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(The best part of believe is the LIE. I will always hope.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this huge personality complex because of you.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we have to fight every single day?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you ever NOT START SOMETHING ?&lt;br /&gt;Why do yo have a problem with everything ?&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that &lt;strong&gt;you hate&lt;/strong&gt; everything around you ?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I blaming it all on you ?&lt;br /&gt;I can't not defend myself...&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe this is how it has to be.&lt;br /&gt;I can't take this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I can't do anything about this.&lt;br /&gt;I am going insane guys.&lt;br /&gt;I am powerless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I shouldn't have posted this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-1065870249820257316?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/1065870249820257316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=1065870249820257316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1065870249820257316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1065870249820257316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/sidenote.html' title='Sidenote'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-941646786521104199</id><published>2009-10-31T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T07:47:44.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marilyn Manson &amp; Danny Elfman</title><content type='html'>Not that I would fuck them or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's Halloween people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to scare you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 8:16 a.m. and I am awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot sleep in. Physically. Cannot. Sleep in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to talk about an issue,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but frankly I am just TOO TIRED to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I was gonna say really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or talk about I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was confidence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently confidence is key.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you tell yourself you can do this, then you can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you tell yourself you can't, well then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You probably won't be able to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But where to the lines of overconfidence and fantasy cross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay that really didn't make sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where do the lines of positive, optimistic thinking, willing yourself to do something and you suceed,&lt;br /&gt;vs. being overconfident and failing miserably cross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where Is The Line?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just don't wanna blow this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want this to be how I dreamed about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No just kidding it honestly will never be like THAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I want this to be great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To reach it's full potential if possible.&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/SuxNweMmRII/AAAAAAAAAN4/tKRO2Bwe7Ko/s1600-h/marilynmanson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398775548445344898" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/SuxNweMmRII/AAAAAAAAAN4/tKRO2Bwe7Ko/s400/marilynmanson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7199896257903149019-941646786521104199?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/941646786521104199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=941646786521104199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/941646786521104199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/941646786521104199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/marilyn-manson-danny-elfman.html' title='Marilyn Manson &amp; Danny Elfman'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/SuxNweMmRII/AAAAAAAAAN4/tKRO2Bwe7Ko/s72-c/marilynmanson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-8557376640257953951</id><published>2009-10-30T21:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T22:02:33.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Justin Timberlake</title><content type='html'>I bet he'd be a GOOD OL' TIME.&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like me a slice of JT pie plz.&lt;br /&gt;Mm. Omg.&lt;br /&gt;Yay :)&lt;br /&gt;Men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;Pce&lt;br /&gt;Not even&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-8557376640257953951?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/8557376640257953951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=8557376640257953951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8557376640257953951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8557376640257953951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/justin-timberlake.html' title='Justin Timberlake'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-6519911326705754100</id><published>2009-10-29T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:58:23.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deryck Whibley</title><content type='html'>I ALMOST FORGOT YOU/&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely the first "famous" man I had a crush on.&lt;br /&gt;I hate Avril  Lavigne for divorcing you.&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were gonna make it.&lt;br /&gt;You came from the same worlds,&lt;br /&gt;punk rockas from tiny towns in Ontario;&lt;br /&gt;You, Ajax. Her, Napanee.&lt;br /&gt;(no, I didn't have to look that up. I knew that by &amp;hearts; )&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, around like gr. 6 ... ish... i loved Avril Lavigne 8% less then I do Hayley now, and Sum 41 3% less than I do Paramore. So that's how I know these things&lt;br /&gt;Yah we're going by first names now.&lt;br /&gt;So much in common! What happened?&lt;br /&gt;She changed. I know. She wanted the G-L-A-M-O-R of it all.&lt;br /&gt;I just had to sing the Fergire song to know how t spell that.&lt;br /&gt;Fergie could cure illteracy people. I'm telling you.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. Just saying I dislike who she has become.&lt;br /&gt;Your first album will always be priceless, admittedly.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, &amp;amp; Too Much To Ask are incredible songs.&lt;br /&gt;Complicated will always be one of my favourite songs, and you can suck my dick if you beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;JUST KIDDANG I'm not that mean. I used to be hurt by what you used to say about my music tastes;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, that WAS in Gr. 6. so.&lt;br /&gt;I've grown up since then.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno if you have.&lt;br /&gt;Hey look at that.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't blog about myself.&lt;br /&gt;Hooray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contradiction --&gt; I just did.&lt;br /&gt;Oh look Sum 41 is playing :)&lt;br /&gt;It's called All She's Got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT TO &lt;em&gt;(BELIEVE HER)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT'S &lt;strong&gt;ALL SHE'S GOT&lt;/strong&gt; TO PASS THE TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oh and download "Hell" by Tegan &amp;amp; Sara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I really enjoy this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I think I will buy the new album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Larrie I still wnat to go to their show in janjan if there are any tickets left :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;whoa im still in big font&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHOA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I NEVER MEANT TO BRAG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT I GOT HIM WHERE I WANT HIM NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHOA IT WAS NEVER MY INTENTION TO BRAG&lt;br /&gt;TO STEAL IT ALL WAWAY FORM YOU NOW&lt;br /&gt;BUT GOD DOES IT FEEL SO GOOD&lt;br /&gt;CUZ I GOT HIM WHERE I WANT HIM NOW&lt;br /&gt;AND IF YOU COULD THEN YOU KNOW YOU WOULD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CUZ GOD IT JUST FEELS SO GOOD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-6519911326705754100?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/6519911326705754100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=6519911326705754100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6519911326705754100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6519911326705754100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/deryck-whibley.html' title='Deryck Whibley'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-4661991088294243720</id><published>2009-10-28T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:08:32.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Benjamin Kowalewicz</title><content type='html'>Lead singer of Billy Talent?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;I think he'd be so kind, so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;So love :) I have a bit of a crush on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Kyle Livingstone that picture was so fuckin funny.&lt;br /&gt;I was like OH haha he liked the new prmr cd.&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized that you did what I did,&lt;br /&gt;which is when I really said &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH HAHA =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! You're funny my friend. Very very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah. I don't wanna say anything but maybe I'm feeling bett about Msrbsnss.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;I had a catostrophic fight with my parents yesterday but managed not to tell anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I blogged about it but never published it.&lt;br /&gt;It just made me realize not to fret about the rebels thing...&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be cool :) and I can do this.&lt;br /&gt;So kids&lt;br /&gt;once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST&lt;br /&gt;RELAX&lt;br /&gt;Life is still pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;all I blog about is me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-4661991088294243720?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/4661991088294243720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=4661991088294243720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4661991088294243720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4661991088294243720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/benjamin-kowalewicz.html' title='Benjamin Kowalewicz'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-4843845637856258631</id><published>2009-10-26T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T17:29:53.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh Hartnett :)</title><content type='html'>Yeah he's pretty darn good lookin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM FUCKING POOPED !!&lt;br /&gt;We practices for 2 hours today...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I feel about it.&lt;br /&gt;And when I say it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean Arvin's penis.&lt;br /&gt;I mean me and my... "singing"&lt;br /&gt;if you WANT to call it that.&lt;br /&gt;Lol guys.&lt;br /&gt;I actually have Zero self confidence........&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if i can do thisssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;The boys are just.&lt;br /&gt;They are INCREDIBLE..&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was JUST talented like that.&lt;br /&gt;They just pick the instrument and do it.&lt;br /&gt;But I gues it's because the instrument can stay on key perfectly&lt;br /&gt;the whole&lt;br /&gt;time&lt;br /&gt;it's up to ME&lt;br /&gt;to stay on key for THEM&lt;br /&gt;well now hold on Isha&lt;br /&gt;Maybe just practise....&lt;br /&gt;fake confidence..&lt;br /&gt;turns into real confidence?&lt;br /&gt;what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) I'm still happs. I love Ryan Rinlay lol!&lt;br /&gt;Just so Gr. 11. It's adorable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-4843845637856258631?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/4843845637856258631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=4843845637856258631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4843845637856258631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4843845637856258631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/josh-hartnett.html' title='Josh Hartnett :)'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-5324867136699529440</id><published>2009-10-25T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T09:52:20.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan Gosling</title><content type='html'>Just a random.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot Josh Hartnett&lt;br /&gt;or whatever. That guy.&lt;br /&gt;40 days and 40 nights/&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll end it off with Leo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eat sleep drink breathe misery&lt;br /&gt;However&lt;br /&gt;You can't be too careful anymore&lt;br /&gt;When all that is waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Dont come any closer&lt;br /&gt;You've got to reach out a little more.\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"FRIENDS"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-5324867136699529440?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/5324867136699529440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=5324867136699529440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/5324867136699529440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/5324867136699529440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/ryan-gosling.html' title='Ryan Gosling'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-8474212959270942856</id><published>2009-10-24T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T07:27:32.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brad PiTT</title><content type='html'>CLASSIC.&lt;br /&gt;I almost couldn't think of a Mr. October 24th.&lt;br /&gt;I might continue this into November,&lt;br /&gt;but it will be women.&lt;br /&gt;Not particularly women I would f**k,&lt;br /&gt;but those whom I admire for their strength.&lt;br /&gt;Their voices.&lt;br /&gt;Their Beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Their absolutely stunning beauty/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, you are &lt;em&gt;T&lt;/em&gt;he &lt;em&gt;O&lt;/em&gt;nly &lt;em&gt;E&lt;/em&gt;xception.&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing more I wish to say.&lt;br /&gt;Live long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-8474212959270942856?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/8474212959270942856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=8474212959270942856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8474212959270942856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8474212959270942856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/brad-pitt.html' title='Brad PiTT'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-2210365354687930442</id><published>2009-10-23T15:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T15:13:54.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A.M.</title><content type='html'>ANtiMeriDiAn.&lt;br /&gt;Can't say whom but I would.&lt;br /&gt;Nah just kidding I wouldn't it might be really greasy;&lt;br /&gt;or really not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THIS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-2210365354687930442?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/2210365354687930442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=2210365354687930442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2210365354687930442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2210365354687930442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/am.html' title='A.M.'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-2737291892951687750</id><published>2009-10-22T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:00:16.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>George Pettit</title><content type='html'>I love you fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;EVERYBODY ON THE COUNT OF THREE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ACCEPT CRIME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 , 2 , 3 !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honours kid 8)&lt;br /&gt;Grad&lt;br /&gt;Grad&lt;br /&gt;GRAD&lt;br /&gt;(council)&lt;br /&gt;Reb&lt;br /&gt;Reb&lt;br /&gt;REB&lt;br /&gt;GRAD FASHION SHOW WE FORGOT....&lt;br /&gt;Chem&lt;br /&gt;Physics&lt;br /&gt;Social (project)&lt;br /&gt;English&lt;br /&gt;I saw Wyatt tonight ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;He is my stand in grad date if he doesn't bartend and I don't fall in love&lt;br /&gt;Conch&lt;br /&gt;Conch&lt;br /&gt;Conch &lt;3 I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Tattoo is next! I am wavering between what to get first now.&lt;br /&gt;The script one that is hopefully going to be on my wrist is appealing to me VERY MUCH right now,&lt;br /&gt;because currently my life is reflecting it, WHATEVER IT WILL BE, and ya.&lt;br /&gt;LIFE&lt;br /&gt;IS&lt;br /&gt;WONDERFUL.&lt;br /&gt;(that's not it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now be careful because you are so happy&lt;br /&gt;something is going to crash.&lt;br /&gt;Balance&lt;br /&gt;Balance&lt;br /&gt;Balance&lt;br /&gt;Like dear Horatio.&lt;br /&gt;Larrie, I actually LIKE Hamlet.&lt;br /&gt;I am just.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA and me and Arvin saw the greasy emo version of Zac Efron tonight too.&lt;br /&gt;Like I know it WAS Za Efron, just getting into character for his next role.&lt;br /&gt;I swear to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;It was Zac Efron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-2737291892951687750?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/2737291892951687750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=2737291892951687750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2737291892951687750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2737291892951687750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/george-pettit.html' title='George Pettit'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-3838247932046993892</id><published>2009-10-21T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T17:43:28.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Davey Havok</title><content type='html'>I think he might be good in bed.&lt;br /&gt;It'd be really soft. Soothing.&lt;br /&gt;Ya he'd be good.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Made&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you guys. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-3838247932046993892?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/3838247932046993892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=3838247932046993892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/3838247932046993892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/3838247932046993892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/davey-havock.html' title='Davey Havok'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-2672637386359780609</id><published>2009-10-20T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T20:59:17.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremy Davis/ Taylor York/ Zach Farro/ Josh Farro</title><content type='html'>Give me the strength to win this motherfucking election.&lt;br /&gt;Give Zoe Wincure and Marissa Chankasingh the strength to win this election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give us all the strength to win this election.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. I preayed to the Gods of Paramore to win this election.&lt;br /&gt;Wish us good luck guys. Tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;it's now, or NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fucking excited.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fucking nervous.&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be the best and worst day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is &lt;strong&gt;LIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; IT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;UP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy, I am bursting with pride and joy and tears and who knows what else.&lt;br /&gt;There's some people whom. Well. All I can say is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I know who my friends are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I fuckin love the 4 of you. Thank you all for everything you've done.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-2672637386359780609?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/2672637386359780609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=2672637386359780609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2672637386359780609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2672637386359780609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/jeremy-davis-taylor-york-zach-farro.html' title='Jeremy Davis/ Taylor York/ Zach Farro/ Josh Farro'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-3556802296073077535</id><published>2009-10-19T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T15:26:02.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patrick Stump</title><content type='html'>Don't worry. Your time has come :)&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely apologize bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;I just realized I have been blogging about &lt;strong&gt;the same 2 or three things&lt;/strong&gt; over&lt;br /&gt;and over&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;over&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm asking you to stop reading my blog for now because really,&lt;br /&gt;that's all that's going on in my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;It's a habit now, and I will not stop blogging about it because each day it progresses...&lt;br /&gt;or doesn't...&lt;br /&gt;And I have to keep naming men so.&lt;br /&gt;2 days till Grad.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still nervous about that fricken chorus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOW ARE YOU ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-3556802296073077535?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/3556802296073077535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=3556802296073077535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/3556802296073077535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/3556802296073077535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/patrick-stump.html' title='Patrick Stump'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-1276218031004269411</id><published>2009-10-18T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T11:46:54.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Danny Stevens</title><content type='html'>Beat out Patrick Stump by a LANDSLIDE.&lt;br /&gt;Ethan, again, thnks for the blog :)&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say..&lt;br /&gt;The prmr thing is sliding slowly towards reality.. SLOWLY&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get excited kids.&lt;br /&gt;Grad in 3 days?&lt;br /&gt;I'm nervous.&lt;br /&gt;Again, I'm very tired.&lt;br /&gt;What else to say? Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Take another glance and remember,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're&lt;/strong&gt; the ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Setting &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; up to take &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-1276218031004269411?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/1276218031004269411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=1276218031004269411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1276218031004269411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1276218031004269411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/danny-stevens.html' title='Danny Stevens'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-8661106864562687162</id><published>2009-10-17T09:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T09:55:22.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brendon Urie</title><content type='html'>(Real)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm. I wish everyone would blog more :S...&lt;br /&gt;I liek reading your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Oh PLEASE keep lying to me.&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging you&lt;em&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;4 days till Grad.&lt;br /&gt;Officially singing Misery Buisness @ REB,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm scared as FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;I hope this can be good..&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna embarass myself really badly aren't I.&lt;br /&gt;Probably.&lt;br /&gt;We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;All we get is&lt;br /&gt;DEAD DISCO&lt;br /&gt;DEAD PHUNK&lt;br /&gt;DEAD ROCK N ROLL&lt;br /&gt;REMODEL&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;WE SPEND TIME&lt;br /&gt;LALALALA LaLalalalalaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Avril Lavigne, I am NOT IMPRESSED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-8661106864562687162?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/8661106864562687162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=8661106864562687162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8661106864562687162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/8661106864562687162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/brendon-urie.html' title='Brendon Urie'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-2118481637092236772</id><published>2009-10-16T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T16:40:54.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Penn Badgley</title><content type='html'>CoinkyDink?&lt;br /&gt;THE STEPFATHER just came out today!&lt;br /&gt;Also, Mom's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I got her a Coach wristlet,&lt;br /&gt;and surprise surprise, she upset my dad so he hit her,&lt;br /&gt;and she did not want to see my gift.&lt;br /&gt;It's a little.. fucked up. Classic Adams.&lt;br /&gt;SO I am leaving my house very soon.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be here&lt;br /&gt;anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love,&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna find someone who loves me enough NOT to hit me :S&lt;br /&gt;Or would get this mad over an item of food being tossed in the trash..&lt;br /&gt;Especially on one's BIRTHDAY....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-2118481637092236772?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/2118481637092236772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=2118481637092236772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2118481637092236772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/2118481637092236772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/penn-badgley.html' title='Penn Badgley'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-4803547174226268414</id><published>2009-10-15T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T19:36:19.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ed Westwick</title><content type='html'>It's okay. of COURSE I put William Beckett.&lt;br /&gt;How could I not. It was just a natural reflex.&lt;br /&gt;Continuing with the Gossip boys lineup here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I like not caring about anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Feels Good.&lt;br /&gt;that's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I got this Honesty Box comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Hey, this isn't something I always wanted to tell you but I just heard from somebody else that u did both zoe wincures and marissas pics for there grad posters, as well as yours. and i just wanna say that theyre really really good! also i like the one with the tape thats on your pp. i hope you dont think im relly creepy. but i guess it doesnt matter cuz you dont even know who i am. =)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol! I can actually make a solid guess on who this is. That made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Six days till Grad Council. And now that I think about it, I won't be satisfied if all 3 of us get on. If they both did, that would be SICK. I'd be so happy for them. But if I get on and another one of them gets on and the other doesn't, or ANY combonation you can think of where not all 3 of us don't get on, I won't be truly happy. I dunno man. I'm fuckin &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt; as SHIT. I dunno man. .I.just.don't.know,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Okay, so it's not really a big deal.... This guy who's in Gr. 11 now but was in Mine and Max's Guitar 20 class last year wants to perform&lt;em&gt; "For A Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;(BY PARAMORE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for REB ( a big ass Basketball tourny that goes on a JP, and @ opening ceremonies bands, singers, dancers, etc. can do performances) this year. He asked Max to play bass, and he agreed. He said, I need a singer though... He had a boy who COULD, but Mr. Finley wanted a girl to sing. See right then, Max mentioned a good friend of his who was in our guitar class who absolutely ADORED prmr &amp;amp; would liekly do it! &lt;strong&gt;Guess who he's asking.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dunno if I can do this guys. You have no idea how many times I've day dreamed of doing this... covering a Paramore song... and even @ reb. THIS EXACT SCENARIO IS HAPPENING IN REAL LIFE. Like. Literally a dream.. How many times does someone get this chance in thier life time? And for it to be my Gr 12 year, to make it just that much more fucking fantastic. This is an actual dream come true, except for the fact that in my dreams, I can actually sing well. In reality, I just don't think I can truly hit her notes beautifully. I don't think I can cut it. But maybe practice makes perfect? Wait. Maybe. I can't throw this away. I gotta do this. For Me. Capital motherfucking M-E. Maybe. Gotta talk to this kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is treating you too fairly right now. Can't be to Careful anymore, when all that is waiting for YOU&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;TAKE&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;BACK&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;EVERYTHINGYOUEVERSAID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;NEVER MEANT A WORD OF IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;You never did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HoLlYwOoDhIlLs&amp;amp;SuBuRbAnThRiLls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-4803547174226268414?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/4803547174226268414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=4803547174226268414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4803547174226268414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4803547174226268414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/ed-westwick.html' title='Ed Westwick'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-7752566709349010816</id><published>2009-10-14T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T15:51:23.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chase Crawford</title><content type='html'>Prettiest boy EVER.&lt;br /&gt;Like prettiest PRETTY boy. If that makes sense to you.&lt;br /&gt;Man I'm getting sick of naming men.&lt;br /&gt;Not much to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;Day by day is just an excuse to cover up how boring life is right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day by day is just a cover up to the routine that controls my liife.&lt;br /&gt;There's this &lt;strong&gt;Academy Is...&lt;/strong&gt; song that was stuck in my head, and I know it's on my iTunes but I just DON'T KNWO what it's called..&lt;br /&gt;And now I cant even remember the tune and it just makes me sick to my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;No i actually have a stomach ache. I drank my iiced coffee WAY to fast.&lt;br /&gt;Man that shit's like COCAINE.&lt;br /&gt;Crack cocaine.&lt;br /&gt;How is your life going?&lt;br /&gt;Won't someone entertain me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANTED IT SO DESPERATELY TO BE REAL.&lt;br /&gt;I found the song :)&lt;br /&gt;It's called &lt;em&gt;Seed&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Download it Kyle, you'll love it.&lt;br /&gt;WAIT A SECOND?&lt;br /&gt;HAVE I NOT NAMED WILLIAM BECKETT ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-7752566709349010816?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/7752566709349010816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=7752566709349010816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/7752566709349010816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/7752566709349010816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/chase-crawford.html' title='Chase Crawford'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-1468698259622994918</id><published>2009-10-13T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T17:10:38.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jensen Ackles</title><content type='html'>I can't really think of anyone else, and I think the Supernatural thing just fits.&lt;br /&gt;How can you not have them together.&lt;br /&gt;Yum.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So you gave a huge update on your life, and overall,&lt;br /&gt;so I will try to give you (plural) mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, Grad Council is consuming my mind.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want it to be this way.&lt;br /&gt;In class, I just start thinking about making it or NOT.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to stop that, because it ruins my day by day process. It truly just screws it up.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna stop that. Immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I can't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's truly a 50-50 chance. And I'm okay with that.&lt;br /&gt;See, my "new" attitude has taught me, if it happens, fuck YA, it happens.&lt;br /&gt;And if it doesn't, it doesn't. And move on.&lt;br /&gt;I know I did my best to get the word out and make people wanna vote for me, so it's up to them.&lt;br /&gt;Ooo. How pretentious : make.people.wanna.vote.for.&lt;em&gt;ME.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like it's just &lt;strong&gt;Capital M-E&lt;/strong&gt; these days huh.&lt;br /&gt;Ya you got that didn't you Kyle?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;You would make a fabulous writer, no joke. I'll never forget the "silver" thing about the knight or whatever in Gr. 10. in Kastrino's class. That was the EPITOMY of an incredibly and truly talented writer. Like. You have nooooooooooo idea how much that impressed me!&lt;br /&gt;Like Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;So like. I think I am breaking the record because I legitmately am having 3 halloween costumes this year.&lt;br /&gt;Oct 30th in the day, Howie Mandel (for z+m's scheme to win the costume contest @ skoo.)&lt;br /&gt;Oct 30th in the night, PARTY WITH ALYSSA WOOT! So maybe a different costume with her.&lt;br /&gt;Oct 31st, Where's Waldo ? ALL DAY LONG. And night.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 5:50 today to get those fuckin posters all around school, so I can't really remeber anything significant that has happened.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my earring is fucked and I'm too afraid to check. Better go deal with that.&lt;br /&gt;But anyways.&lt;br /&gt;It was muthafuckin worth it.&lt;br /&gt;I hope this works.&lt;br /&gt;You are going to get sooo annoyed with me,&lt;br /&gt;because for the next 7 days,&lt;br /&gt;all I will be talking about is&lt;br /&gt;GGG&lt;br /&gt;RRR&lt;br /&gt;AAA&lt;br /&gt;DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-1468698259622994918?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/1468698259622994918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=1468698259622994918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1468698259622994918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1468698259622994918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/jensen-ackles.html' title='Jensen Ackles'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-6223307709588016676</id><published>2009-10-12T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:17:05.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jared Padalecki</title><content type='html'>OMG SO HAAAWT !!!!&lt;br /&gt;Larrie did you smoke crack ?&lt;br /&gt;Kyle lieks Raine Maida :) hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys if I don't reply to your blog comments, it's juscuz I'm REALLLLLLLLLY lazy.&lt;br /&gt;But I always read them and love them. So keep those fuckers coming.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha omg I;'m so shallow.. "OMG SO HAAAWT!!!!" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;We just past the 1 month anniversary of getting our piercings . Ilu.&lt;br /&gt;You guys.&lt;br /&gt;Grad Council campaign starts TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm fucking nervous as shit. There's offically 50 people running, and 15 will get in.&lt;br /&gt;I have to get the majority of the graduating class to adore me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know right now, I'm wearing very low cut tops and shrugging my shoulders a lot while I walk around and talk to GREASY boys, and for the fact of the matter, girls.&lt;br /&gt;I know I can be a slut once and a while, because I am just pretending.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike some of us JP dwellers. (HA) Mean.&lt;br /&gt;"I will do anything for  your vote" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;That's my slogan, no joke.&lt;br /&gt;Ya so Marissa, Zoe and I broke into the school saturday and covered the tower and half the first floor. I can't wait to see some of the IB kids faces when they see webeat them. Suckers.&lt;br /&gt;The effort I am making. Is going good. NOT. But I feel better, because I know I am going to change this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHO'S EXCITED FOR METRIC ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Dorothy. YOU ARE. So either me or Larrie will switch tickets with you and sneak back down. We are experts, so don't worry. We got your back bb &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle and Larrie, so are you. But this is Dorothy's moment :)&lt;br /&gt;My Waldo costume is almost complete, I'm friggen excited.&lt;br /&gt;You guys better be dressing up for Metric. You BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;JUMPJUMPJUMPJUMPJUMPJUMPJUMPJUMPJUMPJUMPJUMPJUMPJUMPJUMPJUMPJUMPJUMP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day&lt;br /&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;Day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-6223307709588016676?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/6223307709588016676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=6223307709588016676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6223307709588016676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6223307709588016676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/jared-padalecki.html' title='Jared Padalecki'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-6981619323911724233</id><published>2009-10-11T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T19:52:47.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raine Maida</title><content type='html'>Lol okay.&lt;br /&gt;I just made the shittiest blog I've ever made.&lt;br /&gt;It's just the type I hate.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm changing it.&lt;br /&gt;And here it is :)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I'm going to try to stop doing what I do to those people who created me.&lt;br /&gt;It's just NOT right. Even though it allows me to be more free, it is not correct.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to make an effort to reduce this.&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have not been feeling like a very good person.&lt;br /&gt;I feel I recieved more than I ever could deserve. And for that, I am so motherfucking thankful. SO. Thankful.&lt;br /&gt;If this gives me an image at school to those who don't know me, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm nervous. I'm not as confident as that last line sounded.&lt;br /&gt;Because all we ever want to look to everyone is humble. Honest. Kind.&lt;br /&gt;Some are all of those.&lt;br /&gt;Some are few.&lt;br /&gt;Some are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;none&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with 4 cups of coffee today, I completely forgot where I was going with this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Be kind to everyone - because they just might be fighting a harder battle than you are."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-6981619323911724233?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/6981619323911724233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=6981619323911724233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6981619323911724233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/6981619323911724233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/raine-maida.html' title='Raine Maida'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-4127193794877847387</id><published>2009-10-10T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T20:14:12.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ad♥m L♥zz♥r♥</title><content type='html'>Dear Mom :&lt;br /&gt;I have a secret you don't know about ....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/StFNDEjgMyI/AAAAAAAAANo/2_WonDN6VZ0/s1600-h/fuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391174944096793378" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/StFNDEjgMyI/AAAAAAAAANo/2_WonDN6VZ0/s400/fuck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA&lt;br /&gt;HA&lt;br /&gt;HA&lt;br /&gt;Or DIDN'T know about, 'till I got BuStEd !&lt;br /&gt;I actually willed the universe to catch 22 me. I kept imagining getting caught, and I did. If I had reacted a little faster and ran up the stairs, I wouldn't have been seen.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. She caught me bringing his kennel to my room this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had her, cuz I booked it up the stairs while she was in her room, with the doors closed, for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;But that door left slightly ajar allowed her to see out of the corner of her eye through the reflection of one mirror bouncing off another, (complicated right?) the white square that was cat kennel.&lt;br /&gt;So she comes into my room and is like &lt;strong&gt;what'd you buy ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like &lt;em&gt;nuffin&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She like &lt;strong&gt;what'd you buy? I saw it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like &lt;em&gt;it's nothin. (SHIT!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT'D YOU BUY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Larrie needed a cat kennel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh. Okay. But there's no animal here right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay. There's not is there ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's no animal here ?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's REALLY SMALL AND REALLY NICE AND IT'S IN THE BASEMENT BATHROOM&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which is very spacious, the perfect bachelor pad for little Oreo)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;AND HE'S LITTERBOX TRAINED AND CLEAN AND OH IT'S ONLY FOR TODAY !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O_o. Don't. Show. Me. It.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Walks away)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL ! I think I just fried my mom's brain. It was too much of an overload for her to react. Plus my WHOLE fam is coming over for ThanksG din din.&lt;br /&gt;As for tomorrow... we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;I've been a really bad person lately. Living the good life. I need to stop. Too many good things happened.&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt so out of place in my own family tonight. Thanks G dinner is over, and I feel incredibly awkward. Everybody.. has somebody.. in the family that is there #1 person: (hubby, wife. SistaSista. etc. Everyone except me.)&lt;br /&gt;YOU SELFISH BITCH ! I am what I feard most. A spoiled. Brat. I feel like one so much right now.&lt;br /&gt;I feel really uncomfortable with myself right now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really going through &lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;ome &lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;erious &lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;elf doubt here.&lt;br /&gt;I don't deserve anything I have recieved.&lt;br /&gt;Oh fuck. I am a terrible person. I do so many things that she HATES. I am guilty. Cuff me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1. These little disobidiences, what I'm doing, is it reasonable, living my own life, doing what I want to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2.Or should I be listening to every single word my mum tells me to do, because I owe her everything I have, because I don't do shit worth fuck everday.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-Where do we draw the line ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-Who am I ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-4127193794877847387?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/4127193794877847387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=4127193794877847387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4127193794877847387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/4127193794877847387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/ad-l.html' title='Ad&amp;hearts;m L&amp;hearts;zz&amp;hearts;r&amp;hearts;'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/StFNDEjgMyI/AAAAAAAAANo/2_WonDN6VZ0/s72-c/fuck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-610660057111836601</id><published>2009-10-09T18:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T18:38:38.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyle Livingstone</title><content type='html'>You beat out Adam Lazzarra today !&lt;br /&gt;Look him up. He's PRETTTTTTTTTYYY darn hot.&lt;br /&gt;So what does that make you ?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;FANTASTIC BLOG ky, I really loved it! The description was impecable :)&lt;br /&gt;Uhm. Pretty fucking good day today, and it's not even close to being over.&lt;br /&gt;I wont' tell you what else 'happened'.&lt;br /&gt;YAR ! Girls are slow. I am usualy not this impatient, but this is ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;Boys are.. cute :) eep.&lt;br /&gt;So I have a riddle for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's silver, black, and blue all over and sitting on my driveway ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-610660057111836601?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/610660057111836601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=610660057111836601' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/610660057111836601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/610660057111836601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/kyle-livingstone.html' title='Kyle Livingstone'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-1764537592644439883</id><published>2009-10-08T15:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:58:49.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam Levine</title><content type='html'>Oh sweet Adam Levine.&lt;br /&gt;Please look me right in the eyes and sing Better That We Break when you slowly, gently f**km*.&lt;br /&gt;Please. Oh god. I bet his little white boy ass is damn cute too.&lt;br /&gt;SuperNatural 2knight, yay.&lt;br /&gt;4:30 p.m tmr, yay.&lt;br /&gt;grd drss tmr, yay.&lt;br /&gt;urbncf tmr? yay.&lt;br /&gt;pictures tmr, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So what's happening Saturday guys ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who gives a fuck :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-1764537592644439883?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/1764537592644439883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=1764537592644439883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1764537592644439883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/1764537592644439883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/adam-levine.html' title='Adam Levine'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7199896257903149019.post-3341991890255760694</id><published>2009-10-07T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T19:29:32.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garrett Hedlund</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ventnorblog.com/copy_images/busy-bees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://ventnorblog.com/copy_images/busy-bees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM BUSY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7199896257903149019-3341991890255760694?l=hurryholdme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/feeds/3341991890255760694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7199896257903149019&amp;postID=3341991890255760694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/3341991890255760694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7199896257903149019/posts/default/3341991890255760694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurryholdme.blogspot.com/2009/10/garrett-hedlund_07.html' title='Garrett Hedlund'/><author><name>Ishaaaaa.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878470935726076078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pWLAGOdl2oA/Skjiqx1GkDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/diP_qsoxwss/S220/hey+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
