<?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-8271010830860738699</id><updated>2011-08-29T08:53:35.815-04:00</updated><category term='and i still have caps lock on....'/><title type='text'>Time to .......</title><subtitle type='html'>well, im me. i love life. my friends. God. I go to Northway. Best place ever! i love randomness. im going to take over the world.  and i want to be a pastor.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-174020520264621118</id><published>2008-03-17T20:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:26:51.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ttp://www.adventures.org/a/trips/mission_trip_video.asp?video=/media/locations/Swaziland.wvx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-174020520264621118?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/174020520264621118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=174020520264621118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/174020520264621118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/174020520264621118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/ttpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-2680073722404515814</id><published>2008-03-17T19:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:25:00.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Swaziland!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R98D0G-c8HI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3mkqsfNsvn0/s1600-h/Swaziland.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178862290259996786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R98D0G-c8HI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3mkqsfNsvn0/s400/Swaziland.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Located as its own country within the borders of South Africa, Swaziland is a country that is dying of AIDS. The number of HIV infected persons is growing so rapidly that without a turn-around, the country will completely be consumed by this awful disease in a few short years. In addition to the problem with AIDS, Swaziland is also a land of extreme poverty, false religion, and need. I will be able to minister to a wide variety of people, bringing hope to the hopeless and life to the dying.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R98Dz2-c8GI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0H4TLyOMRMo/s1600-h/swaziland2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178862285965029474" style="WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" height="186" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R98Dz2-c8GI/AAAAAAAAAEc/0H4TLyOMRMo/s400/swaziland2.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location Description:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The Kingdom of Swaziland, a fully independent country filled with bygone African traditions, is a secure hub from which all the surrounding major attractions of southern Africa are easily accessible. To the north is the Kruger Park and in the south are the game reserves of Kwa Zulu Natal as well as the main route to Cape Town. Johannesburg is a mere 240 miles away. Mozambique’s coastal capital, Maputo, is 100 miles distant. There are regular daily short flights from Johannesburg, Durban and Maputo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Geographically, Swaziland has every feature of the African continent’s terrain, with the exception of desert. The countryside is so diverse – around every bend there is a new view. The Kingdom is divided into separate geographical regions running from north to south, each region is determined by altitude and characteristics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The highveld region has magnificent mountain scenery with ancient rock formations, it features waterfalls, valleys and deep gorges; it forms the western border of the country at an average altitude of 4000 feet. To the east the sub-tropical lowveld drops to 850 feet, characterized by typical African bush vegetation where a wide variety of flora and fauna abound. This region is hotter and drier than the highveld. The smallest region, Lubombo, rises to 2000 feet and is bordered by Mozambique. This unexplored area is dissected by three main rivers and has an abundant unusual plant and animal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Weather:&lt;br /&gt;The seasons are the reverse of those in the Northern Hemisphere with December being mid-summer and June mid-winter. Generally speaking, rain falls mostly during the summer months, often in the form of thunderstorms. Winter is the dry season. Annual rainfall is highest on the Highveld in the West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Variations in temperature are also related to the altitude of the different regions. The Highveld temperature is temperate and, seldom, uncomfortably hot while the Lowveld may record temperatures around 104 degrees in summer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;People, Culture and Religion&lt;br /&gt;Swaziland is Africa’s last traditional Kingdom, and ancient customs that once were common throughout the continent, now only remain in Swaziland. Other countries re-create ceremonies for tourists – but here they are real and are performed very much as they have been for many generations.A poignant link with the past are bushman paintings that depict scenes from a lifestyle lost for thousands of years. The guidance of the ancestors is still sought today by many Swazi traditional healers to provide the herbs and potions which they claim cure various ailments of the mind and body.Swaziland’s cheerful, friendly people maintain their traditions and rich distinct culture as a vital part of their every day lives. It is this blend of ancient and modern life that gives Swaziland its unique atmosphere of warmth and freedom.Swati and English are the official languages, and English is the official written language. In most parts of the countryside you'll have little difficulty being understood. Although indigenous religions are not widely practiced, traditional Swazi culture remains strong, and important ceremonies, such as the Incwala and Umhlanga have religious overtones.Christianity is the dominant religion. Missionaries inspired much of the country's early development and still play a role in rural development. Missionaries mostly are western Christians, including Baptists, Mormons, evangelicals, and other Christians. Bahais are one of the most active non-Christian groups in the country.The Christian churches in Swaziland are affiliated with one of three ecumenical bodies, i.e. the Swaziland Council of Churches, the Council of Swazi Churches and the Swaziland Conference of Churches (SCC). The SCC binds all the evangelical churches together, such as the Church of the Nazarene, the Free Evangelical Church, the Swaziland Reformed Church, and many others.Religions in % of population: Protestant 44.3%, Indigenous Christian 29.9%, African Traditional Relitions 18.9%, Roman Catholic 4.9%, other 2%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Government and Economy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Government type: monarchy; independent member of Commonwealth Capital: Mbabane; note - Lobamba is the royal and legislative capital Autonomy for the Swazis of southern Africa was guaranteed by the British in the late 19th century; independence was granted 1968. Student and labor unrest during the 1990s have pressured the monarchy (one of the oldest on the continent) to grudgingly allow political reform and greater democracy. In this small, landlocked economy, subsistence agriculture occupies more than 80% of the population. The manufacturing sector has diversified since the mid-1980s. Sugar and wood pulp remain important foreign exchange earners. Mining has declined in importance in recent years with only coal and quarry stone mines remaining active. Unemployment rate: 34% (2000 est.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Statistics&lt;br /&gt;Population:Total Population: 1,161,219 note: estimates for Swaziland explicitly take into account the effects of excess mortality due to AIDS; this can result in lower life expectancy, higher infant mortality and death rates, lower population and growth rates, and changes in the distribution of population by age and sex than would otherwise be expected (July 2003 est.)Population growth rate: 0.83% (2003 est.)Life expectancy at birth: (2003 est.) total population: 39.47 years male: 41.02 years female: 37.87 years HIV/AIDS - adult prevalence rate: 38.8%&lt;br /&gt;Literacy Rate:Literacy of Total population age 15 and over: 78.3%The education system of Swaziland consists of primary, secondary and post secondary education. The age entry into primary school is six years and the cycle or duration is seven years, which means students theoretically finish when they are 12 years old after they have written an examination awarding Swaziland Primary Certificate (SPC). Secondary education is divided into two sublevels. The junior level has a duration of three years while the senior is two years. Students who pass the junior level obtain a Junior Certificate and proceed to take the Cambridge O-Level examination, which offers a General Certificate of Education (GCE) for entry to tertiary institutions and to university.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis trip is going to cost about...$ 4 300 &gt;.&lt;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-2680073722404515814?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/2680073722404515814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=2680073722404515814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2680073722404515814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2680073722404515814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/swaziland.html' title='Swaziland!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R98D0G-c8HI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3mkqsfNsvn0/s72-c/Swaziland.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-3761161615567284986</id><published>2008-03-16T20:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T20:35:38.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>amaxing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helped someone last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant explain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happpy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-3761161615567284986?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/3761161615567284986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=3761161615567284986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/3761161615567284986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/3761161615567284986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/amaxing-really-amazing-helped-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-6965625947386252578</id><published>2008-03-15T15:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T15:51:02.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things in red i need to Do. Green i did.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;get closer to God&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Help 5 people find God.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Get an advance RD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;become a pastor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;be a mom.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;live different &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;trust ppl. fully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;eat a whole cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;play gh3, for 137 hours. just to beat james' score&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sit with ppl at lunch- and not feel bad about it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;get a date to a dance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;date &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;tell him how i feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;donate 100 000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;help out at northway more.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;help ppl in general. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bake 200 cookies and find ppl to eat them. Any takers? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mend friendships&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;admit when i need help&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;drink a CMCC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;talk to him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;help Ashlie with hippies for hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Attend at least one major sporting event: the Super Bowl, the Olympics ect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Swim with a dolphin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Skydive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Learn how to take a compliment&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Learn to ballroom dance properly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Be someones mentor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Get passionate about a cause and spend time helping it, instead of just thinking about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Overcome my fear of failure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Buy my own house and then spend time making it into exactly what i want.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Give to a charity -- anonymously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Visit the Holy Land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Learn to play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;and not kill my instructor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Visit all seven continents &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Learn a dance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stay up for 2 days. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fall deeply in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sleep under the stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wade in a public fountain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Make a complete and utter fool of myself and not care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;See a tornado or hurricane and live to tell my grandchildren &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yell "I'm as mad as heck and I'm not going to take this anymore!" in a crowded area just to see what ppl will do, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ride in a hot air balloon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;spend a week at a French cooking school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;raft done a river &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;be there i mean really be there for somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Go to Northway for 1 year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then 3 cause i will be off to college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;go to college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Establish lifelong friendships. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fall asleep to the sound of waves on the ocean.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Reflect on my greatest weakness, and realize how it is my greatest strength&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shower in a waterfall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Learn to surf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Participate in a protest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Learn to ride a horse Keep a plant alive for five years Have my portrait painted. Learn to roller blade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Learn not to say yes when I really mean no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fly first class &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Write my will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Accept myself for who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Learn to use a microphone and give a speech in public&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;. Take a cruise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Go to Disney World&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Read the entire Bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ice skate in Central Park&lt;br /&gt;Learn to ice skate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Save a life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Build&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a house with Habitat for Humanity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Solve a Rubik’s cube. With out melting it over the camp fire....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Take a photograph I can proudly hang on the wall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be a member of the audience in a TV show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;See a movie at a drive-in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Make a short movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Learn how to sail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do something that makes someone say, "You know, I really admire what you did!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do Gods plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Start my own Ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Learn to swing dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bake a 12 layer cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fly a kite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Swim in the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Go to France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Go all over the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Invent a drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;James 5:12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;read the KJV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;run. i dont know where. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Help others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be able to tell ***** and ******.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not get this way over a guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;publish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pray offen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be able to be...me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;have friends come to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eat somthing...6575 =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Met someone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i can relate to&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HAve someone tell me im worth it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tell the world my story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;put on a dinner party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never stop reaching for that mark....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-6965625947386252578?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/6965625947386252578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=6965625947386252578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/6965625947386252578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/6965625947386252578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/things-in-red-i-need-to-do-green-i-did.html' title='Things in red i need to Do. Green i did.'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-5717953471245021453</id><published>2008-03-15T15:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T15:11:33.699-04:00</updated><title type='text'>no words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R9wfCW-c8BI/AAAAAAAAAD0/m8ZUMuC2ZyY/s1600-h/DSCF4638.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R9wfCm-c8CI/AAAAAAAAAD8/0ASt2JFWsJI/s1600-h/DSCF4657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178047801251917858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R9wfCm-c8CI/AAAAAAAAAD8/0ASt2JFWsJI/s400/DSCF4657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R9wfC2-c8DI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CcVItjer4u0/s1600-h/DSCF4673.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R9wfDW-c8EI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eMbjjorqTSQ/s1600-h/DSCF4667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178047814136819778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R9wfDW-c8EI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eMbjjorqTSQ/s400/DSCF4667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R9wfDW-c8FI/AAAAAAAAAEU/st1I96vX3IU/s1600-h/DSCF4722.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-5717953471245021453?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/5717953471245021453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=5717953471245021453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/5717953471245021453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/5717953471245021453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-words.html' title='no words.'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R9wfCm-c8CI/AAAAAAAAAD8/0ASt2JFWsJI/s72-c/DSCF4657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-728273955179672780</id><published>2008-03-15T14:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T14:56:37.725-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hey hey hey</title><content type='html'>Hmmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who applies here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James, Ashlie, Perkie, Ashley, Vicky, Karl, Chris, Paul, Arielle, Jessica. Tom. Kaite and the fetus!, Dianna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea they all apply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-728273955179672780?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/728273955179672780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=728273955179672780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/728273955179672780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/728273955179672780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-hey-hey.html' title='hey hey hey'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-3804218815618003416</id><published>2008-03-15T10:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T10:58:44.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>think about it.</title><content type='html'>"Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will make your paths straight."&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 3:5-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fight the good fight of the faith. Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called."&lt;br /&gt;1 Timothy 6:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do not fear, for I am with you;&lt;br /&gt;do not be dismayed, for I am your God.&lt;br /&gt;I will strengthen you and help you;&lt;br /&gt;I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 41:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.&lt;br /&gt;John 14:27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be strong and of a good courage, fear not, nor be afraid of them: for the LORD thy God, he it is that doth go with thee; he will not fail thee, nor forsake thee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Deuteronomy 31:6&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-3804218815618003416?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/3804218815618003416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=3804218815618003416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/3804218815618003416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/3804218815618003416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/think-about-it.html' title='think about it.'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-8062053337222785279</id><published>2008-03-15T09:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T09:32:16.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wow......</title><content type='html'>"Be strong and of a good courage, fear not, nor be afraid of them: for the LORD thy God, he it is that doth go with thee; he will not fail thee, nor forsake thee."-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deuteronomy 31:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again.....all i can say is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this verse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-8062053337222785279?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/8062053337222785279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=8062053337222785279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/8062053337222785279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/8062053337222785279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/wow.html' title='wow......'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-8411411072017533364</id><published>2008-03-14T06:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T06:49:03.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my mind</title><content type='html'>is pretty much in a blender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that are on my Mind that i think out at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(right now) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i get closer to God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i doing the right thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i trust them with this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i really so this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did i ever make that stupid list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHy WHY WHY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i not freak so much about this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant really tell any one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i like him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...cross fit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i dont puke again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i bother to eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I- why did i post that vid i madE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHy cant i type normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somethings wrong why cant they tell me!??!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sore sore sore sore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think im going to bike 45 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh Sunday is D-day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to finds a new word for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devos this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;invite list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 3: 16 John 3 :16....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in out in out in out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would he ever like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i care so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a teenager is to confusing!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhh1 going to miss my ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i feel this way!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make it stop! make it stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh, im in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we should ban guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so i can still hang with james&lt;br /&gt;( he did wear the headband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R9pXX2-c78I/AAAAAAAAADM/ksbhLsDZn1w/s1600-h/DSCF4594.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R9pXY2-c79I/AAAAAAAAADU/PvTwd7YXzIs/s1600-h/DSCF4641.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R9pXZW-c7-I/AAAAAAAAADc/yfAgJInbutw/s1600-h/DSCF4527.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R9pXcm-c8AI/AAAAAAAAADs/4OSuOLe3za0/s1600-h/DSCF4661.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-8411411072017533364?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/8411411072017533364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=8411411072017533364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/8411411072017533364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/8411411072017533364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-mind.html' title='my mind'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-5577722234176194756</id><published>2008-03-12T19:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T19:45:59.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wow...you were threre for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;my body finally was like...no more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm physically and mentally sick.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i talked to you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you where there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you made me take a bite of my own med.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Kaitie you need to throw this back On God. He can help you. He wouldn't give you anything that you could not handle....You knows your Strong enough  to handle this You can do this Kaitie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have faith in you" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wow. Thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont Thank me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave that to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. You did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kaitiw why cant you take your own advice?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shit. shes good.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-5577722234176194756?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/5577722234176194756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=5577722234176194756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/5577722234176194756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/5577722234176194756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/wowyou-were-threre-for-me.html' title='wow...you were threre for me'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-7196657543492208111</id><published>2008-03-12T16:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T17:04:03.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so my little sister kinda just tried to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she and i started to fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she stareted beating me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hurt her...i just felt so angery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" i hat you with every once of my body" " i will always hate you" " i want you dead! I wish you where dead! i hate you! i never wanted you!" I look in her eyes...and i can see she means it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of me wants to make her happy and ....well...die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love her SO much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shes my baby sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so know shes hurt. im in even more pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......but i know i need to press on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she hates me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-7196657543492208111?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/7196657543492208111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=7196657543492208111' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and myslef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah im basicly killing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly and painfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't stop.....i want to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im wicked sore. and im about to go make it worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im also getting sick. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after cross fit my partner was not going to do it so i was going to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she wanted to talk to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i did sit ups for the rest of class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after gym i puked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school i had time so i did a bit of running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sore sore sore sore sore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 30 Warm up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 00 bike. minimum of 18.88 miles per hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evey half hour i have water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do this till i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i try to fit in 1 more mile.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of me has a reason,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i startred out normal then loss contorl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have even put weights in my backpack......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get to school early and run stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the heck am i doing to myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like why am i doing this to myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im the way i am for a reason....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God made me this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why am i killing myself to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need....i need... to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow im sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im going to keep at it.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea.&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/8271010830860738699-3303732991482498022?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/3303732991482498022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=3303732991482498022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/3303732991482498022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/3303732991482498022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='.........'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-999235127115600815</id><published>2008-03-09T14:10:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T14:23:17.028-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and i still have caps lock on....'/><title type='text'>LOCK YOUR DOORS! BOLT YOUR WINDOWS!!! BEACUSE.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;devos are back! yeaaaa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;THE NEXT SESSION.....IS AFTER A GET A LIST O'PPL AND SET A TIME THAT WORKS FOR ALL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;UNLESS WE DON'T GET ANY NEW PEOPLE / IF THEY VETO TO LEAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;( DID I FORGET TO TELL YOU THAT JAMES? =P)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;WELL MY TOPIC IS " HOW DO YOU ADVERTISE GOD?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WELL ITS AN ONLINE CHAT HOSTED BY MOI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;okay no more caps lock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;but comment me! you should comeee.....&lt;/span&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;/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;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;God bless all of you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kaitie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-999235127115600815?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/999235127115600815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=999235127115600815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/999235127115600815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/999235127115600815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/lock-your-doors-bolt-your-windows.html' title='LOCK YOUR DOORS! BOLT YOUR WINDOWS!!! BEACUSE.....'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-5492675536157601957</id><published>2008-03-09T08:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T08:38:52.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things i have learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;God is amazing. Their are no words to describe it...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One of the best things you can do is life for Christ.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Life is unfair. Get over it. Insteed think how you can help others.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boys? They are pretty sweet!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I, at 15, really don't know what life is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do know what love is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And i also know i have many many many, brothers and sisters in Christ. and im pretty lucky.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish i knew that my clock was already set and hour ahead....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That i can do anything with Gods help.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hes there for me all the time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Theres this cool guy oout there somewhere for me...........&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Im happy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am blessed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am...me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-5492675536157601957?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/5492675536157601957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=5492675536157601957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/5492675536157601957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/5492675536157601957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/things-i-have-learned.html' title='Things i have learned'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-7294613553610378079</id><published>2008-03-08T20:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T00:16:21.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is painful.</title><content type='html'>Wow. This hurts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like a knife thourgh my heart. I write theses words to you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time when you need to say good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long good-byes are to hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just like the 1 small world that stateed it (hello)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good-bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-7294613553610378079?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/7294613553610378079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=7294613553610378079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/7294613553610378079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/7294613553610378079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-painful.html' title='This is painful.'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-1675520788505469444</id><published>2008-03-08T18:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T19:34:57.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay...umm.</title><content type='html'>haha im kinda nevous to post this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt; well lemme know what ya think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He came to this earth one december day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Took our sins and cast them away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He loved us so he paid the hightest price.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So i beg you take my advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm telling you to read your bible and pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ask God to come in to your lives today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have a chance for entrenal life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Why not take it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-1675520788505469444?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/1675520788505469444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=1675520788505469444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/1675520788505469444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/1675520788505469444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/okayumm.html' title='Okay...umm.'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-1016630939706659233</id><published>2008-03-08T14:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T14:51:17.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God</title><content type='html'>Wow. Ever feel like God is trying to tell you something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think... im'm going to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im nevous. Like really really really  nevous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More nevous then when i first went to Northway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when i talk to a guy i like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a test or pretty much do anythimg all rolled in to one. Times 9437986798769 684^98349827493274934792347924372947293472394792347&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i know God has my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i fail...so what i try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if it does not hapeen it was not ment to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. im cool now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still nevous...but wicked excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea its going to be wicked hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take long hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless nights...(well i dont get sleep much anyways)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i can do this..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you are all behide me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And................im not going to tell you what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay SO a few of you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but be prepared world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaitlynn Conleys ready to take you on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell free to guess =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-1016630939706659233?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/1016630939706659233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=1016630939706659233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/1016630939706659233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/1016630939706659233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/thank-god.html' title='Thank God'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-82311422865199407</id><published>2008-03-05T06:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T06:38:59.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God Bless James.....</title><content type='html'>no. that was not to you.i pray for you all every night...&lt;br /&gt;and everyday&lt;br /&gt;randomly..&lt;br /&gt;i may not know whats going on in you life at times.....&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;i love you man.&lt;br /&gt;i had this thing set up...but it does not seam right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't tell you how you make me feel.safe. happy. like i can trust again.&lt;br /&gt;SO ill write down a prayer i did for you....&lt;br /&gt;and i posted your name b/c its all to easy to guess&lt;br /&gt;Ha. And its like she said...things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;are not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;corny&lt;/span&gt; when there form your heart......&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,... and now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'd&lt;/span&gt; like to pray for James.&lt;br /&gt;He's a good guy God, with his heart set on you.&lt;br /&gt;He's been there...when ever i needed him.&lt;br /&gt;He always took time to talk to me, or anyone in need if they needed him to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;He'd&lt;/span&gt; drop what ever he was going and ...help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; the kind of guy is Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Hes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt;, someone you know you can count on and trust.&lt;br /&gt;Be with him God, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; any trails that come his way.&lt;br /&gt;Strengthing his heart God. Protect him. Hes...the biggest risk taker i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Keep&lt;/span&gt; him with you always. Protect him as he learns to drive in the up coming months.. Help him&lt;br /&gt;be at his best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt; he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;trys&lt;/span&gt; out for tennis. Be with him God. Be with him God. BE with HIM!&lt;br /&gt;Hes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;living&lt;/span&gt; for you! Blessed be the day you put him in my life God! You answered my Prayers&lt;br /&gt;when i asked for help...you sent me James, i know i met him for a reason. so i could LIVE, so i&lt;br /&gt;could find you God, He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know me...and took over 3 hours to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;You sent the best man for the Job and i have been so blessed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; his friendship!&lt;br /&gt;I ask that you watch over him with everything that he does. Protect him God,&lt;br /&gt;Hes the kinda guy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; can be friends with.&lt;br /&gt;Hes a true &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;revolution&lt;/span&gt; God.&lt;br /&gt;I pray if he going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;though&lt;/span&gt; anything.&lt;br /&gt;You help him&lt;br /&gt;Like hes helped so any of us before.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW you have AMAZING plans for him God.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so blessed that i get to be a part of them.&lt;br /&gt;Even if its just a short while God.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless Him. God Bless Him. God Bless Him. God Bless Him. God Bless Him.&lt;br /&gt;Hes like a brother to me. Hes family. I love him God.&lt;br /&gt;He has been there for me with what ever i needed.&lt;br /&gt;He has been there.&lt;br /&gt;Hes......everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;Hes one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;best friends&lt;/span&gt; i ever had.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you continue to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;strengthen&lt;/span&gt; his heart,&lt;br /&gt;help him in what ever he needs.&lt;br /&gt;and lead him closer to you God.&lt;br /&gt;I pray you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;continue&lt;/span&gt; to bless him in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;every way&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He truly is an amazing friendAmen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-82311422865199407?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/82311422865199407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=82311422865199407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/82311422865199407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/82311422865199407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/god-bless-james.html' title='God Bless James.....'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-3913491377168180807</id><published>2008-03-04T19:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T19:45:13.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life.</title><content type='html'>Here it is . I said i;d write it so i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life, as seen by ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Huh, I, at 15 don't really know what life is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But what i do know is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;confusing&lt;/span&gt; as heck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i feel it sometimes. and it sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a lot. like when i feel...how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; still growing apart form you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know that things will happen that don't understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;friends will leave. boyfriends ( or girlfriends) will stop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;liking&lt;/span&gt; you when you still like them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You can like someone so much it hurts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;barley&lt;/span&gt; know your there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt; you have been friends for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know that friends will get sick. really sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know that sometimes you can;t talk about your pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know that sitting alone is good. and its bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know that every minute with you is a gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know we are growing apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know the female mind drives guys insane,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i laugh at that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know we have a short time on earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know thins are going to get us down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and we need friends....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SO I ask..........are you my friend? or some one who got my blog form &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;buddys&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or someone who found my blog some how and is wondering why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not in a mental &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so tell me your there.....leave me a comment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;please? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i need to know your out there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;b/c in letting somethings go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i kinda lost who i had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-3913491377168180807?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/3913491377168180807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=3913491377168180807' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/3913491377168180807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/3913491377168180807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/life.html' title='Life.'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-2394923963332600385</id><published>2008-03-04T06:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T16:11:41.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;thats right! the color blogs are back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha. i hope you remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i needed you....someones sick. or they might be.....i have known for a while now.....and kept her iin my prayers..last night i hit the breaking point. it was just to....real. leukemia. scary word. so. so. scary. i felt horrible last night. ...i needed you....but, ran out of time. No. im not yelling at you. It turned out to be a good thing......i lost it. and i talked to God. i was like...help me God. Help me to understand.....then i fell asleep. and i had this dream...i was at my wedding....and she was on my right...healthy.. it was like a flash of things...i was all of us...growing up. changeing. It was like i was on the outside looking in......on myself......and all of us.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im alone, im with ppl, im scared im brave, im nevous,im confident, im happy. im sad. im worried. im at peace. im in pain. and im healed Did i mention confused!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think God is trying to find her....(shes not a christen) so...yeah. I have faith in you God. Ypu know what you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;tonight i will blog....on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least what i know....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-kaitie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-2394923963332600385?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/2394923963332600385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=2394923963332600385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2394923963332600385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2394923963332600385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/pink.html' title='Pink'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-6744224847181197870</id><published>2008-03-03T17:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T18:03:10.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear ______,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. this is the hardest thing i have ever written&lt;br /&gt;its killing me to write it. I'm crying. and shaking...its making me feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;but it needs to be done so i can move on.&lt;br /&gt;i love ya. but&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;.....&lt;em&gt;apparently we are not meant to be friends.&lt;/em&gt; i know this now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its killing me inside. I want your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friendshio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so, so , so badly.&lt;br /&gt;but friendship is a two way street &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;adn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..we are stuck at the cross roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; going to miss you. But the last few weeks...make that months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we changed...at least i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want you as a friend so bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b/c your an amazing person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pointlees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i know this now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. Good- bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow that was painful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;prety&lt;/span&gt; much crying my eyes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but soon it will pass....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i wont be talking to you anymore.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to. i really do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;but after 4 months.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; tried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;and i give up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kaitie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-6744224847181197870?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/6744224847181197870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=6744224847181197870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/6744224847181197870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/6744224847181197870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/dear-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-1973123913254756302</id><published>2008-03-03T06:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:10:57.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyways i got sometime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. i didn't think this would be hard....'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We say we are friends...but we aren't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were more like...acquaintances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; its. i mean....i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know as humans we all want what we can;t have.....but i want your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;friendship&lt;/span&gt;. like a real friendship and i don;t think we have it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not the coolest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or most athletic ( face to butt, what a way to say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HELLLO&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not that smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not that good at art ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bird&lt;/span&gt;___)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am...how do you say it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an outcast in the eye of the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aka high school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some youtuber (is that a word?) kinda made me see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean its who i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i also have some cool things about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tallish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to help ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be your friend.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a lot to offer though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( gahhh got to go to fricken classs. $5 says i sit alone =p lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it always $5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not $ 4.37?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA i bet 4 .37!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iowe my self some money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now did i sit alone or not? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your a pretty cool person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay your very cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....sometimes i wish wow this is selfish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that we did more things together.&lt;br /&gt;b/c i really to hang out with you...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knnow your busy and when your not i am.......i just wish.......1 i was not so selfish&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;2 i could spend some time with you...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not some great person. not like you...but if...you have a moment.....i'd like that too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-1973123913254756302?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/1973123913254756302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=1973123913254756302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/1973123913254756302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/1973123913254756302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/anyways-i-got-sometime-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-1529549502401394887</id><published>2008-03-03T06:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T06:39:58.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>week long, or longer maybe sorter semi daily (depends on how lazy i am) blog posts</title><content type='html'>after yesterday...before unitred (kinda suckish btw = p) and yesterdays post i am going to do this for all of you or at least most of you.&lt;br /&gt;When i do this i don't mean to hurt you or upset you.&lt;br /&gt;so ill post tonight.&lt;br /&gt;id get in AOl but SOMEONE hacked it.&lt;br /&gt;(duhh i gave you my pass)&lt;br /&gt;anyway im off.&lt;br /&gt;i may post 3-5 times a day or 0&lt;br /&gt;who knows?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-1529549502401394887?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/1529549502401394887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=1529549502401394887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/1529549502401394887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/1529549502401394887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/week-long-or-longer-maybe-sorter-semi.html' title='week long, or longer maybe sorter semi daily (depends on how lazy i am) blog posts'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-3776985840847388281</id><published>2008-03-02T15:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T15:53:40.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt; so everyone will get one of theses....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;i don't kno when you will get thiis....but it has to be said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;  after the service today i was in tears..it was that poweful.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt; it made me think of me and you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;and when i walked up ther my entire body was shakeing. ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;something you dont knoew about me is ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;a few months ago right after i met you guys i tried something bad.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;.but you helped me out of it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt; so thanks  i love you...your like my best friend and sister all in one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;even when im down. you pick me up and dust me offf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;. you always know what to say.  and i know your not real yet...but  your the closest i know  you are powerful   you have a good heart.. you love to help others  and thats rare among teens like us   your amazing   even thought you have such a busy life  i know youd drop anything for a friend in need...or anyone for that mater . I know God has HUGE plans for you.  and i am truely blessed to have you in my life.   i need you in my life .    you help make the bad things go away.    you make me see i can do anything, that im worth it.   you are insane and so full of life. i look up to you ........ your my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8271010830860738699-3776985840847388281?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/3776985840847388281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=3776985840847388281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/3776985840847388281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/3776985840847388281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-everyone-will-get-one-of-theses.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-8265045564666329867</id><published>2008-02-29T06:35:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T22:30:32.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sooo after reaqding a blog of a very wise person.....i think id like to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny isnit? How i can't talk to you guys out right about whats wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can tell you a little.....but not all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet i can post it for the whole world to see.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha. i laugh at myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..here i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know whats wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or what happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to bring this all about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know its like i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minus all the REALLY BAD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; just....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;deperssed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like your in so much pain b/c of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you can't......that you...almost....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it scares me to death i could have lost you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was written at 5 30 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its now 6:47 pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just talked to you.&lt;br /&gt;and i felt.&lt;br /&gt;amazing.&lt;br /&gt;like....truly better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not real.&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; okay.&lt;br /&gt;b/c &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; who i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;hay. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;blocking you guys out is not the answer a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i just feel awful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know how you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i mean if i had just talked to her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kaitie&lt;/span&gt; that is not true, and you know it.&lt;br /&gt;people will do what they want.&lt;br /&gt;God has control in every situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but maybe i could have done SOMETHING....&lt;br /&gt;well what if he wanted me to help her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. he obviously didn't. he's wanted you to help people before, and you have,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember at homecoming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i needed you then.&lt;br /&gt;and you were there when nobody else was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;:-\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there have been hundreds of times that you've said just the right thing, done just what he needed you to do.&lt;br /&gt;and believe me, i know the pain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;youre&lt;/span&gt; going through. the "what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;if's&lt;/span&gt;" will go on forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;then why do i feel like i failed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what your friend needs now is for you to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because ultimately you did. as humans we're sinners. God sometimes takes opportunities to remind us of that. to set us back in our place.&lt;br /&gt;uh huh&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;my advice to you is this&lt;br /&gt;get right with yourself.a&lt;br /&gt;get right with God.&lt;br /&gt;and when you think you're ready to get right with your friend, and the rest of us, do that.&lt;br /&gt;but you're not ready yet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;kaitie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can't love anyone else until you love yourself. you really can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mmmhmm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to go, but i love you. and i know you'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you need to forgive yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive her.&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*update* i told someone....b/c she needs help. it was hard to do. but she needed help. more then i can offer....it was hard to do. but..shes talking to her pastor. shes finding Him again...so thanks God. for the slap in the face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean i feel like hes trying to tell me. that i can do anything. but i cant do it with out HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;putting him behind anything is bad. HE needs to be first. Now he is... he was showing me he that he does have plans for me. and i cant help everyone. b/c &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;cryed&lt;/span&gt;. And i think i got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately i have been thinking about being a pastor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....i don;'t think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; my plan.....i think its HIS....pretty sweet huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is for all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;thougt&lt;/span&gt; about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;eneding&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.....i need you in my life...&lt;br /&gt;i need you more then what i have now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i needed you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you can see.&lt;br /&gt;that your amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;talking&lt;/span&gt; to you it helps me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b/c your more like sisters to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a brother.&lt;br /&gt;(but some might &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;argue&lt;/span&gt; that=p)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-8265045564666329867?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/8265045564666329867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=8265045564666329867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/8265045564666329867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/8265045564666329867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/02/sooo-after-reaqding-blog-of-very-wise.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-2314524566546182626</id><published>2008-02-07T07:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T07:37:55.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hey</title><content type='html'>yes its been a while....&lt;br /&gt;this has been onw of the hardest weks of my life.&lt;br /&gt;but, they all say I was the one who helped them.....&lt;br /&gt;See My friend SArah IS wicked Sick.&lt;br /&gt;Has been all her life&lt;br /&gt;they gave her till the summer id things did not improve.......last night we got a test&lt;br /&gt;I think God was testing all of us....&lt;br /&gt;See if we satyed ture under times of trial.&lt;br /&gt;The test said things were worse.&lt;br /&gt;but....her blood type is b+&lt;br /&gt;not b-&lt;br /&gt;which was the results they sent over....some intren sent the worng file.&lt;br /&gt;shes going to be fine...if things keep the way they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at that point. we alll lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jumping....trears of JOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they don't know what changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE HAVE GOD ON OUR SIDE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-2314524566546182626?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/2314524566546182626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=2314524566546182626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2314524566546182626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2314524566546182626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/02/hey.html' title='hey'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-2569802772262647541</id><published>2008-02-01T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T11:00:43.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>and</title><content type='html'>she asked what she ment to me, also whet james,ashlie, vicky, chris, bri my mom and dad sisters ect......so after hours of tears and pages and pages....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone want their page(s)?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-2569802772262647541?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/2569802772262647541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=2569802772262647541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2569802772262647541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2569802772262647541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/02/and.html' title='and'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-8819303667791413959</id><published>2008-02-01T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T08:57:26.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>im back</title><content type='html'>my friend and i took a week off...from the computer tv video games....to try and find who we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was powerful.......&lt;br /&gt;i think i know who i am know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is someone id like you to meet.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Kaitie.&lt;br /&gt;She is 15. And she is learning to live her life for God.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard. But she wants to try.&lt;br /&gt;She had a bad atart but her new friends pulled her out and showed her God&lt;br /&gt;Shes kind caring and is not a good peroson.&lt;br /&gt;thats right she is not a good person.&lt;br /&gt;at least not yet.&lt;br /&gt;she deals with life.&lt;br /&gt;her sisters is bi.&lt;br /&gt;her sister hates God.....and her.&lt;br /&gt;she has gotten beat up for her faith.&lt;br /&gt;she loves.&lt;br /&gt;she hopes.&lt;br /&gt;she prays.&lt;br /&gt;and she has been saved.&lt;br /&gt;she is powerful.&lt;br /&gt;she is..she is...&lt;br /&gt;she is me.&lt;br /&gt;and she wants to help.......&lt;br /&gt;shes praying on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-8819303667791413959?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/8819303667791413959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=8819303667791413959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/8819303667791413959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/8819303667791413959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-back.html' title='im back'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-6783224561456289951</id><published>2008-01-27T17:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T17:34:25.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hey all...im sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i kno i dig to much.&lt;br /&gt;i kno im intrusive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kno i care way to much&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i mean i know i do this....but its b/c i really do care.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but its not worth it to upset u alll&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so im stoping.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or im gonna try to.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-6783224561456289951?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/6783224561456289951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=6783224561456289951' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/6783224561456289951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/6783224561456289951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-allim-sorry.html' title='hey all...im sorry'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-7824565313388785797</id><published>2008-01-26T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T23:56:38.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so the last post was a little dramtic.&lt;br /&gt;i have had worse nights...lots worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea i no hes just a guy.&lt;br /&gt;and true, i was an idoit to  think a guy could like me more then a friendbut, if its not supposssed to mean anything...why do i have this funny feeling in my chest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.she stabbed me in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey if chris likes her and she likes him thats OK.&lt;br /&gt;but she had to take it to the next level.......&lt;br /&gt;i dont think im gonna go to Northway tomorow.&lt;br /&gt;1. i do feel sick&lt;br /&gt;2. my dad does not really want to drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;you are always there for me. &lt;br /&gt;even though im an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;kaitie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-7824565313388785797?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/7824565313388785797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=7824565313388785797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/7824565313388785797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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out find, danced with him...even a slllooww dance&lt;br /&gt;then he asked out my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;and she said yes&lt;br /&gt;so M and i went to sit at the table&lt;br /&gt;then she comes over...SHE KNOWS I like him and says&lt;br /&gt; " i love drity danceing with chris! i love to hold his hand and im gonna kiss him!' &lt;br /&gt;shes decides to grind him RIGHT in front of me. &lt;br /&gt; M was awesome, tried to ide them from my view but SHE kept moving in front.&lt;br /&gt;so i could see.&lt;br /&gt;yea. that pretty much ruined my night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea it was not a date date or anything like that.&lt;br /&gt;but it still sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for letting me rant..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-712444213470494260?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-4188011193343984801</id><published>2008-01-25T20:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:03:35.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss being able to do this....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R5qG1svJq_I/AAAAAAAAADE/NoKh1EP7VRU/s1600-h/36.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R5qG1svJq_I/AAAAAAAAADE/NoKh1EP7VRU/s400/36.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159584580206439410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-4188011193343984801?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R5lEmMvJq6I/AAAAAAAAACc/S_l1cacayfo/s320/brevity3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159230271174323106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R5lEmsvJq7I/AAAAAAAAACk/6RqUkIRNppM/s1600-h/brevity6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R5lEmsvJq7I/AAAAAAAAACk/6RqUkIRNppM/s320/brevity6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159230279764257714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R5lEncvJq8I/AAAAAAAAACs/0wDsE1B68p8/s1600-h/brevity7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R5lEncvJq8I/AAAAAAAAACs/0wDsE1B68p8/s320/brevity7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159230292649159618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R5lEnsvJq9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/bwpTQJsDk2Y/s1600-h/brevity8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R5lEnsvJq9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/bwpTQJsDk2Y/s320/brevity8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159230296944126930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-2370705487268102073?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/2370705487268102073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=2370705487268102073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2370705487268102073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2370705487268102073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/haha.html' title='haha'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R5lEl8vJq5I/AAAAAAAAACU/B2DaibFEmy0/s72-c/brevity1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-989889932174687962</id><published>2008-01-24T13:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T13:39:32.854-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pink. red. green. blue!</title><content type='html'>I'll be right here when you need me&lt;br /&gt;Anytime just keep believin&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be right here&lt;br /&gt;If you ever need a friend&lt;br /&gt;Someone to care and understand&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is call my name&lt;br /&gt;No matter how close or far away&lt;br /&gt;Ask me once and I'll come&lt;br /&gt;I'll come runnin&lt;br /&gt;And when I can't be with you dream me near&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your heart and I'll appear&lt;br /&gt;All you gotta do is turn around&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Look inside&lt;br /&gt;I'm right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it great that you know that&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go wherever you're at&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is call my name&lt;br /&gt;No matter how close or far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me once and I'll come&lt;br /&gt;I'll come runnin&lt;br /&gt;And when I can't be with you dream me near&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your heart and I'll appear&lt;br /&gt;All you gotta do is turn around&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Look inside&lt;br /&gt;I'm right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need me&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to worry&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me once and I'll come&lt;br /&gt;I'll come runnin&lt;br /&gt;And when I can't be with you dream me near&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your heart and I'll appear&lt;br /&gt;All you gotta do is turn around&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Look inside&lt;br /&gt;I'm right here&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm right here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-989889932174687962?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/989889932174687962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=989889932174687962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/989889932174687962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/989889932174687962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/pink-red-green-blue.html' title='pink. red. green. blue!'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-9135678001783486928</id><published>2008-01-24T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T13:38:19.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pink! sorta lol</title><content type='html'>Everybody makes mistakes... &lt;br /&gt;Everybody has those days... &lt;br /&gt;{1,2,3,4} &lt;br /&gt;Everybody makes mistakes... &lt;br /&gt;Everybody has those days... &lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows what what I'm talkin' 'bout Everybody get's that way.. &lt;br /&gt;Everybody makes mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;Everybody has those days... &lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows what what I'm talkin' 'bout... &lt;br /&gt;Everybody get's that way.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm in a jam &lt;br /&gt;I've gotta make a plan &lt;br /&gt;It might be crazy &lt;br /&gt;I do it anyway &lt;br /&gt;No way to know for sure &lt;br /&gt;I'll figure out a cure &lt;br /&gt;I'm patchin' up the holes &lt;br /&gt;But then it overflows &lt;br /&gt;If I'm not doin' to well &lt;br /&gt;Why be so hard on my self?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's Perfect! &lt;br /&gt;I gotta work it! &lt;br /&gt;Again and again till I get it right &lt;br /&gt;Nobody's Perfect! &lt;br /&gt;You live and you learn it! &lt;br /&gt;And if I mess it up sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;Nobody's perfect....... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I work a scheme &lt;br /&gt;But then it flips on me &lt;br /&gt;Dosen't turn out how I planned gets stuck in quick sand &lt;br /&gt;No problem, can be solved &lt;br /&gt;Once I get involved &lt;br /&gt;I try to be delicate &lt;br /&gt;Then crash right into it &lt;br /&gt;But my intentions are good&lt;br /&gt;{yeah yeah yeah} &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes just mis-understood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's Perfect! &lt;br /&gt;I gotta work it!&lt;br /&gt;Again and again till I get it right Nobody's Perfect! &lt;br /&gt;You live and you'll learn it! &lt;br /&gt;And if I mess it up sometimes... &lt;br /&gt;Nobody's perfect I gotta work it! &lt;br /&gt;I know that i'll find a way. &lt;br /&gt;Nobody's perfect! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I fix things up &lt;br /&gt;And they fall apart again. &lt;br /&gt;Nobody's perfect &lt;br /&gt;I know I mix things up &lt;br /&gt;But I always get it right in the end. &lt;br /&gt;{you know I do} &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time you feel like &lt;br /&gt;its just one of those days &lt;br /&gt;when you just can't seem to win &lt;br /&gt;If things don't turn out the way you planned, &lt;br /&gt;FIGURE SOMETHING ELSE OUT! &lt;br /&gt;Don't stay down! &lt;br /&gt;Try again!{yeah}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody makes mistakes... &lt;br /&gt;Everybody has those days... &lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows what what I'm talkin' about... &lt;br /&gt;Everybody get's that way... &lt;br /&gt;Everybody makes mistakes... &lt;br /&gt;Everybody has those days... &lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows what what I'm talkin' about... &lt;br /&gt;everybody gets that way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's Perfect! &lt;br /&gt;I gotta work it! &lt;br /&gt;Again and again till I get it right &lt;br /&gt;Nobody's Perfect! &lt;br /&gt;You'll live and you'll learn it! &lt;br /&gt;And if I mess it up sometimes... &lt;br /&gt;Nobody's perfect &lt;br /&gt;I gotta work it &lt;br /&gt;I know that I'll find a way &lt;br /&gt;nobody's perfect &lt;br /&gt;you'll live and you'll learn it &lt;br /&gt;cause everybody makes mistakes &lt;br /&gt;Nobody's Perfect &lt;br /&gt;Nobody perfect no no&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's perfect&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-9135678001783486928?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-1137561057185878047</id><published>2008-01-24T13:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T13:36:53.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>again .you know who this is for</title><content type='html'>We sign our cards and letters BFF &lt;br /&gt;You've got a million ways to make me laugh You're lookin' out for me; you've got my back &lt;br /&gt;It's so good to have you around &lt;br /&gt;You know the secrets I could never tell &lt;br /&gt;And when I'm quiet you break through my shell &lt;br /&gt;Don't feel the need to do a rebel yell &lt;br /&gt;Cause you keep my feet on the ground &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a true friend &lt;br /&gt;You're here till the end &lt;br /&gt;You pull me aside &lt;br /&gt;When something ain't right &lt;br /&gt;Talk with me now and into the night &lt;br /&gt;'Til it's alright again &lt;br /&gt;You're a true friend &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't get angry when I change the plans Somehow you're never out of second chances Won't say "I told you" when I'm wrong again I'm so lucky that I've found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true friend &lt;br /&gt;You're here till the end &lt;br /&gt;You pull me aside &lt;br /&gt;When something ain't right &lt;br /&gt;Talk with me now and into the night &lt;br /&gt;'Til it's alright again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friends will go to the ends of the earth &lt;br /&gt;Till they find the thing you need &lt;br /&gt;Friends hang on through the ups and the downs &lt;br /&gt;Cause they've got someone to believe in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true friend &lt;br /&gt;You're here till the end &lt;br /&gt;You pull me aside &lt;br /&gt;When something ain't right &lt;br /&gt;Talk with me now and into the night &lt;br /&gt;No need to pretend &lt;br /&gt;OOH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a true friend &lt;br /&gt;You're here till the end &lt;br /&gt;Pull me aside &lt;br /&gt;When something ain't right &lt;br /&gt;Talk with me now and into the night &lt;br /&gt;'Til it's alright again &lt;br /&gt;You're a true friend [3x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-1137561057185878047?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/1137561057185878047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=1137561057185878047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/1137561057185878047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/1137561057185878047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/again-you-know-who-this-is-for.html' title='again .you know who this is for'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-5553371146984535978</id><published>2008-01-24T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T13:35:31.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>this is for all... b/c i</title><content type='html'>I'm more than just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your average girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to ... (more) &lt;br /&gt;Added: October 22, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;I'm more than just&lt;br /&gt;Your average girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to turn me up&lt;br /&gt;And show the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz some can talk to the talk&lt;br /&gt;But this girl just wants to rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm individual&lt;br /&gt;I'm not like anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be glam-or-ous&lt;br /&gt;Just like you see in all the magazines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be cool as ice&lt;br /&gt;Or anything I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said, who said&lt;br /&gt;I can't be Superman&lt;br /&gt;I say, I say&lt;br /&gt;That I know I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said, who said&lt;br /&gt;I won't be President&lt;br /&gt;I say, I say&lt;br /&gt;You ain't seen nothin' yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw yea&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna make some noise&lt;br /&gt;Every girl has her choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To lead their own parade&lt;br /&gt;I do it my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be somethin' sweet&lt;br /&gt;Or louder than the radio&lt;br /&gt;Louder than the radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be sophis-ti-cated&lt;br /&gt;Or totally good&lt;br /&gt;Or totally good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said, who said&lt;br /&gt;I can't be Superman&lt;br /&gt;I say, I say&lt;br /&gt;That I know I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said, who said&lt;br /&gt;I'm not electrifying&lt;br /&gt;I say, I say&lt;br /&gt;[pause]&lt;br /&gt;There's no holding back&lt;br /&gt;Hangin' right on track&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you control the game&lt;br /&gt;So let them know your name&lt;br /&gt;No limitations on imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im-a-gi-nationnnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said, who said&lt;br /&gt;I can't be worldwide&lt;br /&gt;I say, I say&lt;br /&gt;Time is on my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said, who said&lt;br /&gt;I can't be 10 feet tall&lt;br /&gt;I say, I say&lt;br /&gt;That I can have it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said, who said&lt;br /&gt;I can't be Superman&lt;br /&gt;I say, I say&lt;br /&gt;That I know I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said, who said&lt;br /&gt;I won't be president&lt;br /&gt;I say, I say&lt;br /&gt;You ain't seen nothin' yet&lt;br /&gt;You ain't seen nothin' yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoooa&lt;br /&gt;Ayeaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayeaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-5553371146984535978?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/5553371146984535978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=5553371146984535978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/5553371146984535978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/5553371146984535978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-for-all-bc-i.html' title='this is for all... b/c i'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-2572394035669004712</id><published>2008-01-24T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T13:29:40.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lemme explain</title><content type='html'>alex wanteed me to seee id i could find a hanna montana song for all my frinds, so after googleing to FIND her songs this is it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-2572394035669004712?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/2572394035669004712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=2572394035669004712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2572394035669004712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2572394035669004712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/lemme-explain.html' title='lemme explain'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-4020213747437412466</id><published>2008-01-24T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T13:28:31.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YELLOW song</title><content type='html'>u each get a song...lucky you!&lt;br /&gt; Cody will see you, one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh&lt;br /&gt;There you go again talking cinematic&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you!&lt;br /&gt;You're charming, got everybody star struck.&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;How you always seem to go&lt;br /&gt;For the obvious instead of me&lt;br /&gt;But get a ticket and you'll see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;If we were a movie&lt;br /&gt;You'd be the right guy&lt;br /&gt;And I'd be the best friend&lt;br /&gt;You'd fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;In the end we'd be laughing&lt;br /&gt;Watching the sunset&lt;br /&gt;Fade to black&lt;br /&gt;Show the names&lt;br /&gt;Play that happy song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;When you call me&lt;br /&gt;I can hear it in your voice&lt;br /&gt;Oh sure!&lt;br /&gt;Wanna see me&lt;br /&gt;And tell me all about her&lt;br /&gt;La la&lt;br /&gt;I'll be acting through my tears&lt;br /&gt;I guess you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;That I should win&lt;br /&gt;An Oscar for this scene I'm in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could tell you there's a twist&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of hero in disguise&lt;br /&gt;And we're together&lt;br /&gt;It's for real&lt;br /&gt;Now playing&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could tell you there's a kiss&lt;br /&gt;Like something more than in my mind&lt;br /&gt;I see it&lt;br /&gt;Could be amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus x3]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-4020213747437412466?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/4020213747437412466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=4020213747437412466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/4020213747437412466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/4020213747437412466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/yellow-song.html' title='YELLOW song'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-6778632845351938672</id><published>2008-01-24T12:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T13:03:16.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>Happy: (hap-pe)1. delighted, pleased, or glad, as over a particular thing: to be happy to see a person.  &lt;br /&gt;2. characterized by or indicative of pleasure, contentment, or joy: a happy mood; a happy frame of mind.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy.wow that word looks werid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im going to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;i can get thourgh it.&lt;br /&gt;b/c i DO NOT give up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think NOT talking about it helped even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. ya. im happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im shaking like a freaken leaf b/c im nourvous, but im happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy is such a common word.&lt;br /&gt;im...coalete. yea. new word.&lt;br /&gt;b/c im that awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so who else is coalete?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-6778632845351938672?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/6778632845351938672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=6778632845351938672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/6778632845351938672'/><link rel='self' 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Kaitie the fighter gives up. &lt;br /&gt;she cant deal. &lt;br /&gt;so needs help when she stumbles. &lt;br /&gt;she needs YOUR help sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;She needs MORE GOD&lt;br /&gt;she needs to stop talking in third person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Alex.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love our convos.......and you are right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me    well hey &lt;br /&gt; Alex hey- how is James?&lt;br /&gt;  me pretty good. thanks for the prayers!&lt;br /&gt;Alex Can i ask you something? &lt;br /&gt;me okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex why does he mean so much to you?&lt;br /&gt;(20 mins later) &lt;br /&gt;me. i cant really explain it...he just IS. he's family to me, we talk about everything...and i do mean EVERYTHING. and we talk,, a lot. till like 5 am.  he can tell when somethings wrong, and will drag it out b/c he wants to help me. but will drop it if i need him to. he can tell if iv been crying in school, and when i get on aim he will be like " what's wrong?"&lt;br /&gt; he helped me find God. and myself....he can make me laugh. at pretty much anything. including my self. he is so full of life! He is an amazing guy. he WANTS to be everyone's friend, ( think Jon week 3 "mud") hed do anything for me, as i would for him. he's an amazing Christian, and he helps out a lot at Northway.he is totally INSANE. He is the kinda person who makes you happy to be alive, and want to live. he can pretty much do anything, and he is the only person who understands me. he accepts me for who i am, he brings out the best in me. i love him. &lt;br /&gt;Alex wow. wow. wow. wow. WOW WOW.&lt;br /&gt;Alex thats deep.but it reminds me of Jon and Carely.&lt;br /&gt;Me. yea. &lt;br /&gt;Alex .is that..a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;Me. i think so. sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Alex i see.&lt;br /&gt;Me. he's at ski club again....that will be $5&lt;br /&gt;Alex REALLY!?!? why would he go back so soon?&lt;br /&gt;Me. Its James. his life is full of risks, hes not happy just sitting forever. he has to do. &lt;br /&gt;Alex, So ur Jon/&lt;br /&gt;Me. Yeah &lt;br /&gt;Alex, soo. does he kno?&lt;br /&gt;Me no what?&lt;br /&gt;Alex all of this. &lt;br /&gt;Me i think so.&lt;br /&gt;Alex blog this&lt;br /&gt;Me kay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-5677384058874372112?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/5677384058874372112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=5677384058874372112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/5677384058874372112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/5677384058874372112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-give-up.html' title='i give up'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-8986895469874049545</id><published>2008-01-20T15:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T15:26:19.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog</title><content type='html'>yea me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i start me "diet" today......and i konw many of you want to make sure i do not overwork myself.....so i made this new blog. its by invite only. anyone wanna join?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-8986895469874049545?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/8986895469874049545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=8986895469874049545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/8986895469874049545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/8986895469874049545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-blog.html' title='new blog'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-3604242641724499260</id><published>2008-01-20T08:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T08:22:47.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lolcats.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lolcats.com/images/u/07/27/lolcatsdotcomxzjzqqvjgdqkgkxo.jpg" border="0" alt="lolcats funny cat pictures"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-3604242641724499260?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/3604242641724499260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-7495101002672923060</id><published>2008-01-18T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T20:58:31.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>time</title><content type='html'>is. what it is.&lt;br /&gt;you deal.&lt;br /&gt;you move one.&lt;br /&gt;shes right...i have to deal.&lt;br /&gt;and i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Alex....&lt;br /&gt;plan in motion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-7495101002672923060?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/7495101002672923060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>please.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;....stay. Please. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; reaching out to you.....take my hand.....but only if you want to&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R5EWpMVtQGI/AAAAAAAAACI/tn5fJprJhFo/s1600-h/1hand.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156927945258647650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="130" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R5EWpMVtQGI/AAAAAAAAACI/tn5fJprJhFo/s400/1hand.JPG" width="136" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.Please.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-2501569489534257962?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R5EWpMVtQGI/AAAAAAAAACI/tn5fJprJhFo/s72-c/1hand.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-1207693279232123564</id><published>2008-01-17T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T20:30:10.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hey YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;im not gonna put this in ur color...u know who u are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;i feel us growing apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;and it scares me so very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;i feel like I'm losing you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm begging, please do not go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;you know this is to you, so please. talk to me.&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/8271010830860738699-1207693279232123564?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/1207693279232123564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=1207693279232123564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/1207693279232123564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/1207693279232123564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-you.html' title='hey YOU'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-789957563342920365</id><published>2008-01-17T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T19:58:40.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha</title><content type='html'>Okay i have a lot to post. and I'm too lazy to do different posts each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;gs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;- no point in putting this one in color....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the storm came, and riped our hearts away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it came to the point all we could do is pray. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;heart pounding moments, every one is on edge, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;waiting, waiting, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but the storm has passed. and were okay...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;People sell scary things on eBay....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i didn't find what i was looking for....which is good b/c id freak if i did. but i found &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/HUMAN-BODY-KIDNEYS-RENAL-anatomy-EARRINGS-0744_W0QQitemZ370014733115QQihZ024QQcategoryZ4064QQssPageNameZWDVWQQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; I think we should get a set, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you make me happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well. Wow. Its amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;check it out, faith. love. life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;D will u Ask him the the fire and ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Me yea. i will. but hes still gonna say no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;TO all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I was asked why i don't say i love you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I cant let to many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;every time they say the will not leave , but they do. they say their different, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;so if i say i love you, i mean it more then u will ever know. &lt;/span&gt;a lot more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HAha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; off to ....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and letting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;freak&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;i needed that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-789957563342920365?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/789957563342920365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=789957563342920365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/789957563342920365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/789957563342920365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/hahaha.html' title='hahaha'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-2268537618360332232</id><published>2008-01-16T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T17:00:04.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hey random guy.....</title><content type='html'>...thanks. and yea. breathing is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note i think you are right......I'm allowed to.&lt;br /&gt;nut...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt;.... at least....i cant....&lt;br /&gt;but thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- girl who talks gibberish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-2268537618360332232?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/2268537618360332232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=2268537618360332232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2268537618360332232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2268537618360332232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-random-guy.html' title='hey random guy.....'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-4441392998889871905</id><published>2008-01-15T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T15:44:48.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Sometimes i wish you where there for &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Sometimes i wish you could talk to &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes i wish you would hold me, so &lt;strong&gt;i &lt;/strong&gt;could cry......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Sometimes i wish. Sometimes i wish. Sometimes i wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; Sometimes i wish you &lt;strong&gt;cared&lt;/strong&gt; about &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes i wish you could &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I feel so alone sometimes, and i beg you, please do not leave me out in the cold...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I want &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;. I want &lt;strong&gt;you.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;i want you to care. I want you to talk to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Can't you see how much you mean to me? Can't you see? Can't you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I want nothing but the best for you......i love you......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I want you to care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I want you to hold me so i can cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I need you to tell me its okay. its alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; I need you. i need you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Can't you see you mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; world to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It pains to to think......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Please, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; you care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&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/8271010830860738699-4441392998889871905?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/4441392998889871905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=4441392998889871905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/4441392998889871905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/4441392998889871905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-wish.html' title='I wish'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-4862517732999976000</id><published>2008-01-15T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T15:31:39.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Somtimes i wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-4862517732999976000?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/4862517732999976000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=4862517732999976000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/4862517732999976000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/4862517732999976000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/somtimes-i-wish.html' title='Somtimes i wish'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-8419680496538681284</id><published>2008-01-13T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T22:03:26.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hah</title><content type='html'>i want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some thing from my pastors blog. Yes, my pastor has A &lt;a href="http://www.buddycremeans.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow..i have a pastor.&lt;br /&gt;it kinda just hit me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well his name is Buddy.&lt;br /&gt; hes madd awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes always there for anyone who needs him.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time i saw a service i thought he was insane.&lt;br /&gt;and he makes a great cheerleader!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol....stupid curtain rod...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel at peace for once.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......but dont get me started on boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-8419680496538681284?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/8419680496538681284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=8419680496538681284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/8419680496538681284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/8419680496538681284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/hah.html' title='hah'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-3240806099439091251</id><published>2008-01-13T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T21:00:31.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>feelings.......</title><content type='html'>........funny little feellinngggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i noticed,, no mater what age u are feelings are real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take my 11 year old friends for example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though they call it love, i don't think its true love, just a part of it, but they really care bout each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there is me (15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i feel....like i cant talk about it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it hurts to much.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then there is the 17- 18year olds. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there starting out new in life, fresh outta high school. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;trying to find threre place in the world&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ill do more later&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-3240806099439091251?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/3240806099439091251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=3240806099439091251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/3240806099439091251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/3240806099439091251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/feelings.html' title='feelings.......'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-8049808341719312543</id><published>2008-01-11T06:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T06:47:51.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>is anyone out there?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hey. you. yeah you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;how is life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i lost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kaitie&lt;/span&gt; along the way to finding her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kaitie&lt;/span&gt; i know never gives up, shes a fighter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i love.....God.&lt;br /&gt;My friends.&lt;br /&gt;My Family.&lt;br /&gt;SO why can't i be happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kaitie&lt;/span&gt; I know never gives up, shes a fighter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is a blessing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;time is a burden.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We have to deal with them both, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and find a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;balance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8271010830860738699-8049808341719312543?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/8049808341719312543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=8049808341719312543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/8049808341719312543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/8049808341719312543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/is-anyone-out-there.html' title='is anyone out there?'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-2735480670219318851</id><published>2008-01-10T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:59:54.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>its me...again</title><content type='html'>this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt; is swing club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kaitie&lt;/span&gt; is going to swing club. not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the person you see is not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kaitie&lt;/span&gt;, more like a half &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kaitie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she needs to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kaitie&lt;/span&gt; is........&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kaitie&lt;/span&gt; is......What am i?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really don't know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; lost &lt;see&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kaitie&lt;/span&gt; is far away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i post to much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to rant.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;and cry when no one can see me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;am i really the girl, who is always alone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-2735480670219318851?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/2735480670219318851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=2735480670219318851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2735480670219318851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2735480670219318851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-meagain.html' title='its me...again'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-2322685370641423239</id><published>2008-01-10T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T20:13:54.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't explain it.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so....not real.&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying on the inside, &lt;em&gt;which is a side of me you will never see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big buckets of tears, falling like a waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;trying to drown me from the inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean it. please. stop. don't.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i should run.&lt;br /&gt;far far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but the Kaitie you know is a fighter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she does not want to give up. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i Kaitie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the blog of one of my friends, it asked if when we lost ourselfs, do we become two people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Kaitie I know never gives up, shes a fighter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i ask you. Am i still Kaitie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i am lost from kaitie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and i Are one in the same,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but shes better then who i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to find her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kaitie, where are you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who am i now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-2322685370641423239?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/2322685370641423239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=2322685370641423239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2322685370641423239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2322685370641423239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-cant-explain-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-4805550171391448367</id><published>2008-01-09T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T20:58:50.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a book</title><content type='html'>I'm writing a book. and you are all in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that's okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to publish it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time James and Ashlie graduate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; gonna post questions for you to answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you like best in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;opposite&lt;/span&gt; sex (list 6)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-4805550171391448367?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/4805550171391448367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=4805550171391448367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/4805550171391448367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/4805550171391448367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/book.html' title='a book'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-8156498798688602081</id><published>2008-01-09T16:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T17:02:08.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i know i know......</title><content type='html'>its been like post after post today.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stick with me okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, who reads my blog?&lt;br /&gt;and how often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment your answer please.&lt;br /&gt;b/c how often u read it will depend on when i post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u have a blog that i don't know if lemme no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes, i write in color when i want to tell u something, but don't want to use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme no if you still need a color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may post more tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3-&lt;br /&gt;kaitie ~peace~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-8156498798688602081?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/8156498798688602081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=8156498798688602081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/8156498798688602081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/8156498798688602081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-know-i-know.html' title='i know i know......'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-7385170599789290614</id><published>2008-01-09T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T16:37:59.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear LAV</title><content type='html'>Thanks for the comment. You think I'm interesting? ha. I'm just a normal teenage girl. But then again, what is normal? I don't think i am normal. ha. I mean, in some ways i am...but I'm really different. looking at me you would never know......mostly i keeps things inside. ) but I'm working on that. lol what started out as a simple thank you, turned into a post about myself..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-7385170599789290614?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/7385170599789290614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=7385170599789290614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/7385170599789290614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/7385170599789290614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/dear-lav.html' title='Dear LAV'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-2976436774571436246</id><published>2008-01-09T16:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T16:31:15.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>gahhh</title><content type='html'>ever have one of those days?&lt;br /&gt;where nothing can go right?&lt;br /&gt;and the day was planed out to be wicked awesome......&lt;br /&gt;but it all just fell apart?&lt;br /&gt;and you want to run and cry?&lt;br /&gt;A LOT?&lt;br /&gt;yea. i had one of those  days.&lt;br /&gt;it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;and no.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;at least not with you.&lt;br /&gt;yea, you.&lt;br /&gt;i think.....i mean   know i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;but, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt; you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;ha. life is funny that way........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-2976436774571436246?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/2976436774571436246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=2976436774571436246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2976436774571436246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2976436774571436246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/gahhh.html' title='gahhh'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-6813152561075659251</id><published>2008-01-09T06:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T06:46:54.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>well......</title><content type='html'>i am blessed.&lt;br /&gt;i really am.&lt;br /&gt;today i have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LD&lt;/span&gt; after school.&lt;br /&gt;and....... MY FIRST SWING LESSONS!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YEAAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James ( my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;madd&lt;/span&gt; hot instructor)  Is going to teach me. I AM SO EXCITED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha. this can't go well......&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; SUCH a klutz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my package comes today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, is one of the BEST days iv had in, well forever.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be back to blog tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 ~peace~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kaitie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-6813152561075659251?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/6813152561075659251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=6813152561075659251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/6813152561075659251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/6813152561075659251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/well.html' title='well......'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-2982189964302468096</id><published>2008-01-05T12:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T12:21:16.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My package!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fedex.com/Tracking?language=english&amp;amp;cntry_code=us&amp;amp;tracknumbers=539836072415629"&gt;http://www.fedex.com/Tracking?language=english&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cntry&lt;/span&gt;_code=us&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tracknumbers&lt;/span&gt;=539836072415629&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; stalking it.  i can't wait for it to get here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its got a ton of scrapbook stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe a surprise or two for my friends........ &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-2982189964302468096?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/2982189964302468096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=2982189964302468096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2982189964302468096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2982189964302468096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-package.html' title='My package!'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-1115833000592451833</id><published>2008-01-04T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T22:14:16.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans for '08</title><content type='html'>1. I will wear swim fins to the mall and act like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everything is &lt;/span&gt; perfectly normal.&lt;br /&gt;2. I will attempt to play an accordion while standing on one foot.&lt;br /&gt;3. I will hand out large quantities of bubble gum to several of my friends and challenge them to a bubble-blowing contest.&lt;br /&gt;4. I will spin in circles until I fall down.&lt;br /&gt;5. I will jump rope with my younger &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sibs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I will spend an afternoon in the children's department of my local library reading books I loved as a kid.&lt;br /&gt;7. I will watch a cartoon show that used to be my absolute favorite.&lt;br /&gt;8. I will show up at a party with a gallon of ice cream, whipped cream, chocolate syrup and sprinkles, and announce, "Sundaes for everybody!"&lt;br /&gt;9. I will sing in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;10. I will quack like a duck at least three different times during a day of my choice.&lt;br /&gt;11. I will spend one Saturday morning playing at my old elementary school playground.&lt;br /&gt;12. I will look in a mirror and make goofy faces until my face hurts from laughing at myself.&lt;br /&gt;13. I will buy a 1,000-piece puzzle, remove one piece and give the puzzle to someone who absolutely loves puzzles (and hates missing pieces). I will later 'fess up—and give them the missing piece.&lt;br /&gt;14. I will spend an afternoon with a friend making snow angels (or sand angels).&lt;br /&gt;16. I will carry an opened umbrella on a very sunny day.&lt;br /&gt;17. I will go to McDonald's with my friends and talk everybody into ordering Happy Meals.&lt;br /&gt;18. I will wear socks that don't match.&lt;br /&gt;19. I will roll down the biggest hill I can find.&lt;br /&gt;20. I will belt out opera tunes between classes, and when someone asks me what I'm doing, I'll say: "Rehearsing, what does it sound like I'm doing?"&lt;br /&gt;21. I will purchase 10 decks of cards for the sole purpose of making the world's largest card castle.&lt;br /&gt;22. I will smile for no real good reason at all—except that it just makes me feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;okay- the real ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( but i might just do the above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i want to grow with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I want to learn to play the keyboard- something i promised my great grandma id do. ( i just need a teacher who can put up with me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sky Dive! this is like a dream of mine. for like ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Improve&lt;/span&gt; my french. and go there someday. soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je peux parler un peu français, mais je veux améliorer. J'adore la langue française, il est joli. Mais, ils ont beaucoup de règles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. met new ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. blog weekly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. make new friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. get fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. learn to swing dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. stay alive. -lol this means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. share my poems.&lt;br /&gt;( if i know you, chances are i wrote a poem about you- just ask!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Get over my fear of new ppl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-1115833000592451833?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/1115833000592451833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=1115833000592451833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/1115833000592451833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/1115833000592451833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/plans-for-08.html' title='Plans for &apos;08'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-1820653259994265680</id><published>2008-01-03T18:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T21:04:03.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hey all of you new to my blog.....and thoses who don't know it</title><content type='html'>my name is Kaitlynn, but everyone calls me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kaitie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello and welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things bout me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some really bad choices this past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will tell you if you ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i also made one good choice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to be a christen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to attend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Northway&lt;/span&gt;. by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Northway&lt;/span&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the best church EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you don't know it come to a service with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember the first time i went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Northway&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was meeting Kristie. and i was 20 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right away Debbie came up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so ...welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped out in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kidzway&lt;/span&gt; the first service ( i don't think iv stooped)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was ...again...wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The service was Live Spontaneous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, it blew my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my grandpa is a deacon. at St George's episcopal church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the robes.  (very very formal, i don't remember much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sunday best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father Bill Would just read the bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at 6 i was like HUH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stopped going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast forward till age 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i like to call the start of "the dark years"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i became depressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel inside off myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hide it from everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~high school~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the summer, i had this dream over and over. It was me, and i was so happy. I was surrounded by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i found out about this club at school called Life Different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went the first day and felt like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone there knew each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone there could name a verse and the rest of the group knew what they where talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i could not be forgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one of the older members shared his testimony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i was like..........................what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the stuff he had done i had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is when i chose to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that I got invited to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Northway&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was going to be like what i grew up with, very formal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy was i wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first impression of Buddy was " is this guy insane!?!?!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept looking around, to see if other people saw what&lt;br /&gt;i saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the kids from my school where there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we saw each other, we stared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend after that was homecoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went after with a bunch of kids to Denny's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a blast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~`weds after homecoming~`~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;James shared his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;testimony&lt;/span&gt;. and all of a sudden i wanted to share mine with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later that day we talked for a few hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i truly accepted God in to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i beat my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;depression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;so this is me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-1820653259994265680?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/1820653259994265680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=1820653259994265680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/1820653259994265680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/1820653259994265680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-all-of-you-new-to-my-blogand-thoses.html' title='hey all of you new to my blog.....and thoses who don&apos;t know it'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-1612254746571782991</id><published>2008-01-01T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T21:02:24.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>there is NO LIVE DIFFERENT TOMORROW.</title><content type='html'>..... so my day, no make that WEEK is ruined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is really starting to suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was all excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b/c this was to be like, the highlight of my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no there is none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this really really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my week now looks like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weds:&lt;br /&gt;School.&lt;br /&gt;English paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thuresday&lt;br /&gt;School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saterday.&lt;br /&gt;Kidzway/ dinner avec Michel. -oh so maybe this week won't totaly suck. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-1612254746571782991?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/1612254746571782991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=1612254746571782991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/1612254746571782991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/1612254746571782991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/there-is-no-live-different-tomorrow.html' title='there is NO LIVE DIFFERENT TOMORROW.'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-6514827867729127966</id><published>2008-01-01T00:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T00:10:09.525-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year.</title><content type='html'>wow. is it 2008 already? This pass year was, well awfull. Yet it was also one of the best. I meet this &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kid. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And another&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;kid. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Plus i meet some old friends again&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They are all wicked awesome.&lt;/span&gt; I mean im so blessed..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so why do i feel so ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-6514827867729127966?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/6514827867729127966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=6514827867729127966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/6514827867729127966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/6514827867729127966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year.'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-4798588740322018248</id><published>2007-12-29T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T22:49:56.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hey you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeah. you. your pretty smart. you know when somethings wrong. and you can tell when  lie. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;......i think you just saved me. again. ......you do that a lot. so this, is for you i gussees&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can't say id be here with out you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love that your my friend,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love that your so sweet. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love that i can trust you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;i love you man, in general.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.....do you like it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-4798588740322018248?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/4798588740322018248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=4798588740322018248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/4798588740322018248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/4798588740322018248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-you.html' title='hey you.'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-3247359411975614090</id><published>2007-12-29T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T16:45:23.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so yeah,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Just because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; 15. does not mean i can't feel. Don't give me this crap its only high school. I mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not putting all my energy in to this God and School are still Top. But i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; why i feel this why. So shut up! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sorry it disappoints you. Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not b/c i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; care what you think. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; free the feel this way if i want. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to. I cant help! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; you think i ant these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;feelings&lt;/span&gt; to end? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; you think iv tried? What makes you think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a love - sick little girl? I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; its not going to happen, Its just not right. But just b/c &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not over it. YOU think you can keep me down. WHY???!?!?!?!?!???!?!?!? I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; what else to do with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SO SHUT THE HELL UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And leave me alone!!!!!!!! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to talk to you!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little Brid. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fly high and don't come back. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Test the wings, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fly away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fly away and don't come back. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But please. Before you go. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take me with 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/8271010830860738699-3247359411975614090?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/3247359411975614090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=3247359411975614090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/3247359411975614090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/3247359411975614090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-yeah.html' title='so yeah,.'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-7904137828222024888</id><published>2007-12-28T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T01:45:03.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'>well......</title><content type='html'>...today is my 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt;. but i feel about 5. i need to start over. someone told me they only way is up. but how do you get up? i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kno&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; so lost. i feel...not alone but out of myself. like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not really me. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;drooped&lt;/span&gt; everything and took a turn in my life so fast, all b/c.....all b/c...... i mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kno&lt;/span&gt; i made the right choice. but why do i still feel this way? i feel lost. Buddy says you can come home, but how do you get home? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; on my way. i think. i want to be. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;GAHH&lt;/span&gt; WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!?!? i need..... i need. to cry. to scream. to be happy. i need to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;fricken&lt;/span&gt; swing dance! I still wear  a masque. some one  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;plz&lt;/span&gt; TAKE IT OFF. and hide it from me. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; no what to do.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and by the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-7904137828222024888?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/7904137828222024888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=7904137828222024888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/7904137828222024888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/7904137828222024888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2007/12/well.html' title='well......'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-3303708000951625138</id><published>2007-12-17T21:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T21:30:29.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ha,</title><content type='html'>tonight, was so cool! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i danced  a little. but i didn't want to make a fool of my self. b/c i was afraid someone was looking. But i got over it and had a blast,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James loved his magnet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. illegal exports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a bad photographer. Then Ashlie was like your one of the only ppl i love and trust to use my camera, Yeah. That didn't add pressure at all. but i got a few good shots, i don't no, when I'm behind a camera its different, i want to catch that moment of my life, and hold on to it, forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad saw James and  I dancing. 5 secs in to the car he was like who was the boy you where dancing with? And i was like i dance with a lot of guys. what did he look like? He said the guy with the yellow shirt, curly black hair, about your height, really tan? I was like OH! that's James. Hes wicked awesome. My dad then said hes a punk. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so swing is good.&lt;br /&gt;life is good,&lt;br /&gt;im good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-3303708000951625138?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/3303708000951625138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=3303708000951625138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/3303708000951625138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/3303708000951625138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2007/12/ha.html' title='ha,'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-5542993503646565348</id><published>2007-11-25T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T23:00:11.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i need help.</title><content type='html'>i can not do it on my own lord.&lt;br /&gt;i need your help.&lt;br /&gt;i need your guidance.&lt;br /&gt;i need YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian was pastor today. he was awesome. i felt like he was talking right to me. i cred when i got home. iv giving up trying to do it on my own. or with just the help of my friends. don't get me wrong they are awesome. But i  need the LORD. i need to uncover my sins. so HE can cover them. iv &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sined&lt;/span&gt;. A LOT, and i need forgiveness. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; crying now. iv been truo so much. then joining Christ with out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;support&lt;/span&gt; of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;. thats it. for now . i cant stop crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-5542993503646565348?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/5542993503646565348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=5542993503646565348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/5542993503646565348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/5542993503646565348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-need-help.html' title='i need help.'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-281446706926083582</id><published>2007-11-23T19:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T20:40:00.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My new Neice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R0d3_vb9eyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YD0mt3sweME/s1600-h/tome+riley+and+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136205836988545826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R0d3_vb9eyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YD0mt3sweME/s400/tome+riley+and+baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Tom ( the dad) with Riley ( my other neice) and Lillee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R0d36_b9exI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Dzr0U0f8jxw/s1600-h/riley+and+lillle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136205755384167186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R0d36_b9exI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Dzr0U0f8jxw/s400/riley+and+lillle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lol. Riley freaks as Lillee starts to fuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R0d32Pb9ewI/AAAAAAAAAAc/94HtBdpFpFY/s1600-h/riley+adn+lille.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136205673779788546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R0d32Pb9ewI/AAAAAAAAAAc/94HtBdpFpFY/s400/riley+adn+lille.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwwww. Wonder how long this will last?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R0d3oPb9evI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_eAEWlcghaY/s1600-h/lille+with+riley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136205433261619954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R0d3oPb9evI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_eAEWlcghaY/s400/lille+with+riley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love at frist sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R0d3Wvb9euI/AAAAAAAAAAM/X0inHrLfL5M/s1600-h/face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136205132613909218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qVlGnt1Hb0s/R0d3Wvb9euI/AAAAAAAAAAM/X0inHrLfL5M/s400/face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my new neice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 lbs 15 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her name is Lillee Christine Camlet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20 inches long&lt;br /&gt;Happy brithday Lillee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-281446706926083582?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/281446706926083582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=281446706926083582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/281446706926083582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Taylor Swift i'd lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that passenger seat&lt;br /&gt;Has ever looked this good to me&lt;br /&gt;He tells me about his night&lt;br /&gt;And I count the colors in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;He'll never fall in love he swears&lt;br /&gt;As he runs his fingers through his hair&lt;br /&gt;I'm laughing cause I hope he's wrong&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it ever crossed his mind&lt;br /&gt;He tells a joke I fake a smile&lt;br /&gt;That I know all his favorite songs&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could tell you his favorite color's green&lt;br /&gt;He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth&lt;br /&gt;His sister's beautiful, he has his father's eyes&lt;br /&gt;And if you asked me if I love him,&lt;br /&gt;I'd lie&lt;br /&gt;He looks around the room&lt;br /&gt;Innocently overlooks the truth&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't a light go on?&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't he know that I've had him memorized for so long?&lt;br /&gt;He sees everything black and white&lt;br /&gt;Never let nobody see him cry&lt;br /&gt;I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;He stands there then walks away&lt;br /&gt;My god if I could only sayI'm holding every breath for you...&lt;br /&gt;He'd never tell you but he can play guitar&lt;br /&gt;I think he can see through everything&lt;br /&gt;But my heart&lt;br /&gt;First thought when I wake up is&lt;br /&gt;My god he's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;So I put on my make upAnd pray for a miracle&lt;br /&gt;Yes I could tell you his favorite color's green&lt;br /&gt;He loves to argue oh and it kills me&lt;br /&gt;His sisters beautiful he has his father's eyes&lt;br /&gt;And if you asked me if I love him&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me if I love him&lt;br /&gt;I'd lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teardrops on my Guitar&lt;br /&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;br /&gt;That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about&lt;br /&gt;And she's got everything that I have to live without&lt;br /&gt;Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's so damn funny&lt;br /&gt;That I can't even see anyone when he's with me&lt;br /&gt;He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?&lt;br /&gt;And there he goes, so perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;The kind of flawless I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love&lt;br /&gt;Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;I'll put his picture down and maybe&lt;br /&gt;Get some sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;He's the time taken up, but there's never enougAnd he's all that I need to fall into..&lt;br /&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cory's eyes are like a junglehe smiles, it's like the radio&lt;br /&gt;he whispers songs into my window in words nobody knows there's pretty girls on every cornerthat watch him as he's walking homesaying, does he know&lt;br /&gt;will you ever know&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;you're beautiful&lt;br /&gt;every little piece, love, don't you know you're really gonna be someone, ask anyone&lt;br /&gt;when you find everything you've looked for i hope your life leads you back to my door oh but if it don't, stay beautiful&lt;br /&gt;cory finds another way to bethe highlight of my dayi'm taking pictures in my mind&lt;br /&gt;so i can save them for a rainy day it's hard to make conversation when he's taking my breathe away&lt;br /&gt;i should say, hey by the way...&lt;br /&gt;repeat chorus&lt;br /&gt;if you and i are a story that never gets told&lt;br /&gt;if what you are is a daydreami&lt;br /&gt;'ll never get to hold, at least you'll knowyou're beautiful&lt;br /&gt;every little piece, love, don't you know you're really gonna be someone, ask anyonewhen you find everything you've looked for i hope your life leads you back to my front door oh but if it don't, stay beautiful&lt;br /&gt;will you stay beautiful beautiful beatiful...beautiful beautiful beautifulohh ohh ohhhoh but if it don't&lt;br /&gt;Stay Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Stay Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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me.'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-7382649410078241932</id><published>2007-11-20T18:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T18:19:02.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wow. makes u think...</title><content type='html'>me [5:47 P.M.]: hey&lt;br /&gt;[5:48 P.M.]: hi&lt;br /&gt;me [5:48 P.M.]: thanks&lt;br /&gt;[5:48 P.M.]: for?&lt;br /&gt;me[5:48 P.M.]: for everything&lt;br /&gt;[5:48 P.M.]: aw :) you're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;[5:48 P.M.]: thank YOU.&lt;br /&gt;[5:48 P.M.]: you gave me a chance to be the person i've wanted to be.&lt;br /&gt;[5:48 P.M.]: and now i'm here.&lt;br /&gt;me[5:49 P.M.]: really?&lt;br /&gt;[5:49 P.M.]: definitely&lt;br /&gt;[5:49 P.M.]:&lt;br /&gt;would i lie?&lt;br /&gt;me [5:49 P.M.]: aww. way to make me cry.:-)&lt;br /&gt;me [5:49 P.M.]: nope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-7382649410078241932?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/7382649410078241932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=7382649410078241932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/7382649410078241932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/7382649410078241932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2007/11/wow-makes-u-think.html' title='wow. makes u think...'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-5782725277186087623</id><published>2007-11-19T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T21:39:57.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am in love!</title><content type='html'>With swing dance! OH MY GOSH! THAT WAS TOTAL FICKEN AWESOME! i can't WAIT to start again! I dnced with a ton of guys, even asked a few. ;) James and Ashlie are AMAZING! I can't belive that they have been at it a month. They look like they have been at it for YEARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aroan, ashlie, james, briain, zack, joe, blue shirt guy, really tall guy, guy who tried to kill me, orange stipe shirt guy. and tons more. they are all awesome. I had so much FUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i suck.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not for long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-5782725277186087623?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/5782725277186087623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=5782725277186087623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/5782725277186087623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/5782725277186087623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-in-love.html' title='I am in love!'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-3772374124204116508</id><published>2007-11-12T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T22:06:55.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>girl in the cold</title><content type='html'>A little girl sits by the road.&lt;br /&gt;Crying shivering in the road.&lt;br /&gt;She has no coat to warm her,&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; that loves her.&lt;br /&gt;Shes left on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;street&lt;/span&gt; to die.&lt;br /&gt;Down the road she sees a light, slowly flickring against the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;The man draws near and pulls her tighty in to his arms.&lt;br /&gt;Says "don't do this. can't you see i love you? can't you see God loves you'?&lt;br /&gt;he holds her as the tears fall.&lt;br /&gt;and takes her to a place were she is safe and warm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-3772374124204116508?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/3772374124204116508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=3772374124204116508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/3772374124204116508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/3772374124204116508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2007/11/girl-in-cold.html' title='girl in the cold'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-7352288677664278183</id><published>2007-11-12T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:53:28.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Morals</title><content type='html'>You all remember the bedtime stories.&lt;br /&gt;The ones with the story behind the story.&lt;br /&gt;Don't steal, lie, hit or cheat.&lt;br /&gt;But look at the world today.&lt;br /&gt;I look around the halls.&lt;br /&gt;And i see whats happening.&lt;br /&gt;The lies. The pain.&lt;br /&gt;The hated everyone holds inside&lt;br /&gt;And the hate they inflect on innocent people.&lt;br /&gt;It burns me. To see the pain.&lt;br /&gt;The people need to see.&lt;br /&gt;That a hater is not a thing to be.&lt;br /&gt;if everyone just took time to see.&lt;br /&gt;the things they do hurts.&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;imagine&lt;/span&gt; what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; world could be.&lt;br /&gt;don't you agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-7352288677664278183?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/7352288677664278183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=7352288677664278183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/7352288677664278183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/7352288677664278183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2007/11/morals.html' title='Morals'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-2760629112055425015</id><published>2007-11-12T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T14:08:07.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lets play a games</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; poem for ?? try and figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;stated out aw a poem went to a blog. ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safety is what i feel.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer need to cry.&lt;br /&gt;and tell myself all of those lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; free to be. ME.&lt;br /&gt;Me is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; person.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; pretty cool. ;)&lt;br /&gt;but you knew that&lt;br /&gt;i have learned to love me.&lt;br /&gt;a shout out to all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as you can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tell. Je n'aime pas parlent espagnol. Je parlent français.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Au revoir mes amis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;avoir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-2760629112055425015?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/2760629112055425015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=2760629112055425015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2760629112055425015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2760629112055425015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2007/11/lets-play-games.html' title='lets play a games'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-2058747203019944047</id><published>2007-11-11T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T23:36:31.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>was a day&lt;br /&gt;it started grand&lt;br /&gt;went to church and prayed to God&lt;br /&gt;im in the green. Its all a go&lt;br /&gt;looking at me now youd never no it.&lt;br /&gt;the events of tonight&lt;br /&gt;haha wow....&lt;br /&gt;i think i care to much about ppl&lt;br /&gt;and need to care a little less&lt;br /&gt;so im going to stop.&lt;br /&gt;some.&lt;br /&gt;ever feel like this one person can change your life?&lt;br /&gt;and if you find that person your lucky?&lt;br /&gt;well i most be the luckest person alive&lt;br /&gt;i fould not one. not two. not even 15.&lt;br /&gt;27. read it and weep. in &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small &lt;/span&gt;ways and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of them its hard to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;i love them all b/c.&lt;br /&gt;im going to write a poem a day&lt;br /&gt;to anyone who wants it.&lt;br /&gt;just ask&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-2058747203019944047?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/2058747203019944047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=2058747203019944047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2058747203019944047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2058747203019944047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2007/11/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8271010830860738699.post-2462946209244098698</id><published>2007-11-11T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T22:12:37.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Little willow tree&lt;br /&gt;Fighting against the wind.&lt;br /&gt;Let your friends help you&lt;br /&gt;Shade you form the hot sun&lt;br /&gt;The wind that hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Can be reflected&lt;br /&gt;SO let them in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; grow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8271010830860738699-2462946209244098698?l=kaitiec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/feeds/2462946209244098698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8271010830860738699&amp;postID=2462946209244098698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2462946209244098698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8271010830860738699/posts/default/2462946209244098698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaitiec.blogspot.com/2007/11/little-willow-tree-fighting-against.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaitie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07947913613457250221</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
