<?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-3313004</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:12:39.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{you   can    love    this     }</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fillintheblank.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313004/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fillintheblank.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943068487134326734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313004.post-9378570</id><published>2002-02-04T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-04T15:46:46.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font face=arial size=1 color=white&gt;Daniela IMs me and goes, "I have something to tell me!!!" LMMMMAAAAAAOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Daniiiiiiiiela's got a boooooooyfriend! A potential boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I need one for Valentine's Day, or else I'm going to be at the dance with my friends, beaning dancing couples with chocolates. Why am I so shy around guys??? I need to be UPFRONT! I need to be OUTGOING! No more games! The guy I'm going after, though, (Kyle!) I never see him.I think Hina is gonna help me...oh geez this won't work...O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Part of it is what I went through last year, and part of it is that I'm holding out for this one guy I like (Danny!). But that's never gonna happen, unless he gets his priorities in order. (1) Hannah (2) Hannah's Priorities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;He touches me and talks to me and looks at me and stuff, but then he paws at Kristi and it makes me want to puke. Oh geez, I just gave myself a Coke shower. Drink goes in mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe Danny's just trying to be friends. Make up your mind, stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Almost ten days meat free. Aerosol spray free. Leather free. I need to de-killing-things my house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Before going to the priest when I'm 18 and becoming more officially Buddhist, I'm practicing getting rid of bad habits and whatnot. I am very serious about this. If I talk to my parents about it they get angry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm being peaceful but still speaking my mind, kind but still opinionated. I am understanding, not pitying. I stopped eating meat, cussing, etc. And I tried mediating, but I CANNOT shut off my mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here's the first time I tried meditating:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay Hannah. White waterfall. White waterfall. The waterfall is washing through your mind and cleansing your body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;(boysboysmoviestvroooockthecasbahcrayonsalgebrastewie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;and you are free of all thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;(thisisfunnyigottatellbrittyandyellahowisuckatmeditating)&lt;br /&gt;...and so on and so forth. Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313004-9378570?l=fillintheblank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313004/posts/default/9378570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313004/posts/default/9378570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fillintheblank.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9378570' title=''/><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943068487134326734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313004.post-9346571</id><published>2002-02-03T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-03T18:52:24.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font face=arial size=1 color=white&gt;Testing...testing...1...2...3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I bought The Strokes' CD. Ah...it's grand...^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;And whoooo! Last night was my birthday party. I had lots of fun, and suprisingly it wasn't too messy when everyone left. Barely messy at all. The best part, by far, was when Brittney walked into the wall. I saw that she was gonna do it and I didn't say anything, then WHAM! So she says to me she says, "Tell me next time I'm gonna run into something!" Well next time she was headed for the big screen TV and I didn't say anything, then WHAM! She tumbles backwards and trips over me, cos I'm on the floor laughing. That was hilarious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'd write more but I'm more anxious to see how this works, cos Blogger has NEVER worked for me before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3313004-9346571?l=fillintheblank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313004/posts/default/9346571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3313004/posts/default/9346571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fillintheblank.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9346571' title=''/><author><name>Farmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943068487134326734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
