<?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-37647717719344055</id><updated>2011-08-02T12:34:23.419-07:00</updated><category term='free hugs'/><category term='annoying songs'/><category term='disneykid1 is gorgeous and has cool cats chdrman'/><category term='charlieissocoollike'/><category term='beth smells like pineapples'/><category term='whataboutadam'/><category term='nerimon'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='johnnydurham19'/><category term='new'/><category term='cheek'/><category term='youtube'/><category term='how'/><category term='help'/><category term='ebola'/><category term='Relay for life'/><category term='fluffy'/><category term='year'/><category term='yay'/><category term='hookers'/><category term='sink'/><category term='beth'/><category term='ill'/><category term='annoy'/><category term='nose'/><category term='ham'/><category term='two thousand eight'/><category term='getting'/><category term='and hopes'/><category term='2008'/><category term='jimmex'/><category term='paytotheorderofof2'/><category term='turkey'/><category term='the bridges'/><category term='physical therapist'/><category term='beth is'/><category term='confidence'/><category term='lack there of'/><category term='gravy'/><category term='mnms'/><category term='why?'/><category term='two thousand sevem'/><category term='mike and ikes come home plz'/><category term='2007'/><category term='pee'/><category term='happy new year'/><category term='my legs hurt.'/><category term='edit'/><category term='nice guys finish first'/><category term='people'/><category term='she isn&apos;t'/><category term='errors'/><category term='5 fact vlog train'/><category term='mono'/><category term='cat'/><category term='hairless cat'/><category term='love'/><category term='hairless'/><category term='beth has to pee so happy easter'/><title type='text'>Blah, Blah, Yaddah, Yaddah, Etc. Etc.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-4952737552855360519</id><published>2009-06-05T16:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:59:26.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOOO</title><content type='html'>Stephen Wallace&lt;br /&gt;makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is mathematical :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-4952737552855360519?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4952737552855360519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=4952737552855360519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/4952737552855360519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/4952737552855360519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2009/06/sooo.html' title='SOOO'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-8731171984779849834</id><published>2009-03-13T17:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:55:32.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rofl</title><content type='html'>hahahaha I am such a whiny bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-8731171984779849834?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8731171984779849834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=8731171984779849834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/8731171984779849834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/8731171984779849834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2009/03/rofl.html' title='rofl'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-392586787842921222</id><published>2009-03-09T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T18:38:42.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh</title><content type='html'>I shouldn't be upset about this&lt;br /&gt;i really shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have the guts to do anything about it when i had the chance&lt;br /&gt;so why am I so upset now?&lt;br /&gt;I should be happy that things are working out this way&lt;br /&gt;that this'll end with more people happy&lt;br /&gt;but i really can't help by think&lt;br /&gt;why not me?&lt;br /&gt;Its not fair.&lt;br /&gt;What ever.&lt;br /&gt;ill get over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-392586787842921222?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/392586787842921222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=392586787842921222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/392586787842921222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/392586787842921222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2009/03/ugh.html' title='ugh'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-6531797521887023551</id><published>2009-02-21T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T12:37:15.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHa</title><content type='html'>LOL I posted this when I had mono two years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogContent"&gt;             &lt;p&gt;"Well the end is near. We all knew it was going to come and here it is on is way. HArry Potter book seven is coming and then there will be no more. The fanfiction will continue for a while adn yes the movies butit soon will fizzle out.We musnt let this happen! I wonder what will happen in book seven...maybe Harry will get an STD  and the rest of the book is Mr. Weasley giving harry the talk. Or maybe Draco will find out that his mom isnt really his mom. Maybe his real mom was a muggle .SO that means at this point draco is feeling btrayed, alone and a bit confused and then they can start a new series dedicated to draco trying to find himself. "A Journey Within Draco" i like it. Maybe when i get off the meds the docs are giving me i wont think that but fornow ,y loppy,sleepy thots charged by meds shall remain in this blog.&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/thirsty.gif" /&gt;I am like wathcing naimal planet and then had horses and it was someguy talking. This guy was all brittish and it ws funny cuz when he was talking about the horse "hooves" he was all like "hoooooooooooves" it wassooo funny.. WOah every two years lions put aside a time where they mate for six seconds every fifteen minutes for a week. WOAHAlso according to the tv heartbreak is a depressing fact of life. They were talking about pigeons when talking about that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMg  it just said that dolphins have moustachesbu they soon lose them after birth!"&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-6531797521887023551?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6531797521887023551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=6531797521887023551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/6531797521887023551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/6531797521887023551'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-5825243560449392215</id><published>2008-12-13T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:58:56.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ijhugderfertj</title><content type='html'>DELETED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-5825243560449392215?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5825243560449392215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=5825243560449392215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/5825243560449392215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/5825243560449392215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/12/ijhugderfertj.html' title='ijhugderfertj'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-5255463032309670433</id><published>2008-11-28T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T17:01:48.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nora&lt;3</title><content type='html'>I have spent more time with Nora this week than I have with my own mother.&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayz @ hours of singingguitar jam sessions!&lt;br /&gt;Not yayz @ Nora re-doing lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Yayz @ verizonal&lt;br /&gt;Yayz @ how much I love CC and Nora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmigosh yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-5255463032309670433?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5255463032309670433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=5255463032309670433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/5255463032309670433'/><link rel='self' 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just send the most adorable things and I don't know they even realize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmigosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-3790553012282745742?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3790553012282745742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=3790553012282745742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/3790553012282745742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/3790553012282745742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/11/33cheesy.html' title='&lt;3&lt;3Cheesy'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-8525582757302874246</id><published>2008-11-16T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:51:08.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>omznomz</title><content type='html'>Yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stride Spearmint gum is tuh-tasty-tasty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-8525582757302874246?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-5891229931946787465</id><published>2008-11-15T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T18:10:40.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Augh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[emoangrywhinyrant]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REMOVED BIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Edit:Sometimes I freakin'  hate always being the "happy one." When other people are sad I'm the one who is all "kittenskittens" and attempts to cheer them up, but when i'm feeling down and really need a place to vent, or if i'm upset and needing sympathy i feel as if people are all "pssh the happy one can't be down. Now, cheer me up" Ew I probably sound really fucking selfish right now but, i need to rant because at the moment, i haven't anyone to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/emoangrywhinyrant]&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/37647717719344055-5891229931946787465?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5891229931946787465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=5891229931946787465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/5891229931946787465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/5891229931946787465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/11/augh.html' title='Augh'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-8616128942275476983</id><published>2008-11-11T17:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T17:14:51.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WANTED</title><content type='html'>WANTED: WINTER HATS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions on where to buy warm/pretty ones?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-8616128942275476983?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8616128942275476983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=8616128942275476983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/8616128942275476983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/8616128942275476983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/11/wanted.html' title='WANTED'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-452867771099589796</id><published>2008-11-08T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T11:45:09.375-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mike and ikes come home plz'/><title type='text'>My Life As of Now</title><content type='html'>Most Saturday mornings I go with my mother and assist with her pilates class.&lt;br /&gt;This is extremely boring. Yes, talking to the ladies is nice, but keeping up a conversation with these women for a long time is hard. I like them all very much but, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get me threw the morning I purchase Mike and Ikes from the twentyfive cent candy machine they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past few weeks there have been issues. The issue is me usually forgetting to bring a quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I came prepared. Money is hand I approached the godly candy machine, LE GASP! There is a post-it note on the machine. "OUT OF ORDER: MIKE AND IKES." It was only on the mike and ike portion of the machine. Seriously?! This must be a cruel joke. It isn't.&lt;br /&gt;No Mike and Ikes for Beth. I had to make due with a meager portion of Skittles. What a great start to my day, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilates is still in session and I am bored out of my skull. Uh, hour two just started and I don't know any of these people so I can't talk to themmmmm. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  will just blog. blog blog blog blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been really good/bad right now. Its really amazing/horrible.  Ha. Win. &lt;br /&gt;When I'm talking with my friends or hanging with them and such I've been having so much fun. Its great. Socialy, I think my life is wonderful at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, when I'm alone i've found myself worrying and obsessing about things. All sorts of thing, big and small. I think about conversations i've had, or will have or about people or about things that will happen for long amounts of time to the point I feel like crying/throwing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have deduced that this is probably not healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I had Mike and Ikes this wouldn't be a problem...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-452867771099589796?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/452867771099589796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=452867771099589796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/452867771099589796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/452867771099589796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-life-as-of-now.html' title='My Life As of Now'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-497804222344711347</id><published>2008-11-06T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T17:34:48.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>omgyay</title><content type='html'>Ah I've been loving texting with people, lately.&lt;br /&gt;Dude, it makes me so freakin' happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-497804222344711347?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/497804222344711347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=497804222344711347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/497804222344711347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/497804222344711347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/11/omgyay.html' title='omgyay'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-966460620858877285</id><published>2008-11-05T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T16:22:12.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoshop&lt;3</title><content type='html'>Dude, am I the only one who thinks these look pretty cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/Batty_lass/?action=view&amp;amp;current=lips.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/Batty_lass/lips.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/Batty_lass/?action=view&amp;amp;current=lipswithcut.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/Batty_lass/lipswithcut.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-966460620858877285?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/966460620858877285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=966460620858877285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/966460620858877285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/966460620858877285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/11/photoshop3.html' title='Photoshop&lt;3'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-8683213406171332137</id><published>2008-11-04T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T15:28:24.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Apology</title><content type='html'>Mr. Tickle Me Lawrence,&lt;br /&gt; I apologize for leaving a cliff hanger in one of my blog posts. I don't qute understand why you are so disappointed about me NOT posting any details about the marchingband funness considering you were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT OH WELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I LOVE MY LAWRENCE x 1000&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/37647717719344055-8683213406171332137?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8683213406171332137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=8683213406171332137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/8683213406171332137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/8683213406171332137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/11/apology.html' title='An Apology'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-7768726260318758351</id><published>2008-11-03T18:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:45:35.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh</title><content type='html'>that throwy up feeling is back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but times ten&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-7768726260318758351?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7768726260318758351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=7768726260318758351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/7768726260318758351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/7768726260318758351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/11/ugh.html' title='ugh'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-2002052510034041014</id><published>2008-11-03T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:50:26.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh</title><content type='html'>Ah&lt;br /&gt; I have no clue what's wrong with me today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much thinking, I couldn't concentrate in artttt.&lt;br /&gt;Nearly made myself throwup/cry in the middle of class.&lt;br /&gt;Weird feeling.&lt;br /&gt;And by "made myself throwup" I don't mean that in the eating disorder way.&lt;br /&gt; I mean in the way that I was like "thinkthinkthink" and then I was like "blehh"&lt;br /&gt;Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;It makes sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ON THE PLUS SIDE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/Batty_lass/ToB006.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;roflmao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-2002052510034041014?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2002052510034041014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=2002052510034041014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/2002052510034041014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/2002052510034041014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/11/ahhh.html' title='Ahhh'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-8874797914206069566</id><published>2008-10-31T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:56:23.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are my plans for this evening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea+me+couch+House+Gossip Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup&lt;br /&gt;No Halloween plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like an important part of my childhood in evaporating.&lt;br /&gt;Idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post another entry later about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt;s and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;feelings&lt;/span&gt; ive been havign lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER&lt;br /&gt;IDK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-8874797914206069566?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8874797914206069566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=8874797914206069566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/8874797914206069566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/8874797914206069566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-1360425757672536359</id><published>2008-10-21T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T17:29:53.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FORTIETH POST</title><content type='html'>Ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping for some spectacular  fortieth post wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-1360425757672536359?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1360425757672536359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=1360425757672536359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/1360425757672536359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/1360425757672536359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/10/fortieth-post.html' title='FORTIETH POST'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-7253863991141905154</id><published>2008-10-19T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:17:30.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eek</title><content type='html'>Kay, so I'm officially&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; scared&lt;/span&gt; of life and sorta of want to go be a crow or a whale now. Who is game?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-7253863991141905154?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7253863991141905154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=7253863991141905154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/7253863991141905154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/7253863991141905154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/10/eek.html' title='Eek'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-4649314716136162608</id><published>2008-10-15T17:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T17:50:32.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ha</title><content type='html'>I'm really liking things right now ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-4649314716136162608?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4649314716136162608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=4649314716136162608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/4649314716136162608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/4649314716136162608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/10/ha.html' title='Ha'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-586967626188045037</id><published>2008-10-10T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:13:50.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>omfg loser</title><content type='html'>WHY AM I A LOSER?&lt;br /&gt;I COULD BE AT MY HIGHSCHOOL HOMECOMING FOOT BALL GAME, BUT INSTEAD IM AT HOME EATING POPCORN AND LISTENING TO," eVERYTIME WE TOUCH," BY CASCADA ON LOOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM ON TIME NUMBAH FIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*FAIL*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-586967626188045037?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/586967626188045037/comments/default' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-5280224219455191535</id><published>2008-10-09T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T03:25:39.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10</title><content type='html'>1 2 3 4 5 fingers on one hand&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 fingers on the other hand&lt;br /&gt;10 fingers on 2 hands&lt;br /&gt;I can clap&lt;br /&gt;yes I can&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10&lt;br /&gt;How many toes do we have?&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 toes on one foot&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 toes on the other foot&lt;br /&gt;10 toes on 2 feet&lt;br /&gt;I can walk&lt;br /&gt;down the street&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10&lt;br /&gt;woo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-5280224219455191535?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5280224219455191535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=5280224219455191535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/5280224219455191535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/5280224219455191535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/10/1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10.html' title='1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-3543190290909924101</id><published>2008-10-08T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T03:09:19.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh</title><content type='html'>Today is Profession Day&lt;br /&gt;at school&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing&lt;br /&gt;My Bodice&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Pirates&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-3543190290909924101?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3543190290909924101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=3543190290909924101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/3543190290909924101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/3543190290909924101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/10/argh.html' title='Argh'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-6599560861857096167</id><published>2008-10-07T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T15:13:19.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg White</title><content type='html'>Ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;my face is now COVERED in egg whites. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm attempting ~*a face mask*~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lulz I'm a loser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-6599560861857096167?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6599560861857096167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=6599560861857096167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/6599560861857096167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/6599560861857096167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/10/egg-white.html' title='Egg White'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-8897637847551780955</id><published>2008-10-07T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T03:26:59.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Morning Fun</title><content type='html'>Beth has eight minutes until I must run outside and wait for the bus in LE COLD. Ugh, this week on The N they're playing Degrassi and ONLY Degrassi. It's really, really, really annoying. A incestuous group of teenagers that go through high school with a HUGE amount of unrealistic drama. One episode a kid nearly get beaten to death, the next some guy is addicting to crack and gets sent to rehab, the next someone gets stabbed. AND, the stabbing really made me mad because the guy who died was the only person who didn't annoy me. All of the actors are terrible. And, oh yeah, some girl got raped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. SO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN CONCLUSION&lt;br /&gt;Degrassi sucks.&lt;br /&gt;You should look up Stevieproduction's degrassi movie on youtube. It's loltastic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-8897637847551780955?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8897637847551780955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=8897637847551780955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/8897637847551780955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/8897637847551780955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/10/early-morning-fun.html' title='Early Morning Fun'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-7161518029615775943</id><published>2008-09-30T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T17:12:17.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lol ok, ok</title><content type='html'>Yes, yes, yes, I know I posted a post-thing, like four seconds ago, but this is my blog that no one reads so I can do what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized I really, really like holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;I realized I have just ab out no personal boundaries. I'm always touching other people (hugging, holding etc.)  People I've never met i'm just like, "Ooh nice hair!" and pet them. I touch people all the time. Its weird. Idk. I'm just glad my friends are OK with it otherwise I would have to invest in sharks to kill me when I touch others or something. Idk.&lt;br /&gt;But, I love hugs and people and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also really love wintergreen tic-tacs.&lt;br /&gt;Ftw?&lt;br /&gt;I think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-7161518029615775943?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7161518029615775943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=7161518029615775943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/7161518029615775943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/7161518029615775943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/09/lol-ok-ok.html' title='Lol ok, ok'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-3148296907130168513</id><published>2008-09-30T17:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T17:08:32.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ow</title><content type='html'>My tummy hurts :[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-3148296907130168513?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3148296907130168513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=3148296907130168513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/3148296907130168513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/3148296907130168513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/09/ow.html' title='Ow'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-2588298355787544711</id><published>2008-09-28T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T09:43:21.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay</title><content type='html'>This weekend is awesome so far. Friday- no school. SDaturday- Amazing time with nora and CC and NEW people...more will be posted on that LATER. And today I am at Nora's house. Right Now. She is practicing violin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, this post is short for i must go and steal pictures  off of her computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-2588298355787544711?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2588298355787544711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=2588298355787544711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/2588298355787544711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/2588298355787544711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/09/yay.html' title='Yay'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-5461634084909624699</id><published>2008-09-25T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T18:51:03.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lack there of'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the bridges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confidence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying songs'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so bored right now I am going to make a blog post. SHOCK! I love Alex's blog/online diary (www.nerimon.diaryland.com) because he posts everything and anything because he isn't afraid if people see it. I wish I had that coruage. lulz. I do not. SO, instead, I will ramble on about things that have no meaning to YOU, the nonexistent reader, and that have little meaning to me, the bored writer. Excited much? I know I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awkward situations SUCK. Not so much the awkward situations where you are all like "omg lol" on the inside because somone said, "In my pants." I'm talking about the kind of awkward where someone says something that's just like, POW and then you have no time to think and no time to react and then when you do it comes out weird. I wish life was like a Twix commercial. You know, someone says something and then you eat a Twix and things are good. Yeah. I want Twix now, but for a completely unrealated reason. The current reason is because they are tasty and fill me with sweet nostalgia. Wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard at least two songs that annoy me that are sung by and about teenage girls. Both of these songs talk about how confused, sad, lonely, etc. they are until their boyfriend calls them. About how these girls just sit around all day until their boy calls them. This sickens me. I know that I am not this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unstable.&lt;/span&gt; I do not whine and moan and complain about, "omgomg so-and-so didn't call meeee and SOOOO gonna DIE." No. No. No. No. No. No. This is fail and pathetic. Either, A. Get over it, B. Become emotionaly stable, C. Get a house plant so you'll always have someone to talk to, or D. Shut up about it. Thanks you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bridges. Amazing band and SO SO SO adorable. Five person band. Four girls and one guy.  They are all so adorable it's not even funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a804.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/66/l_f86c9db1e862e5b45e6bb0e9d89e0183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://a804.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/66/l_f86c9db1e862e5b45e6bb0e9d89e0183.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a769.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/73/l_c48e9fd54b79f4cf1df4b6cc799b7048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 249px;" src="http://a769.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/73/l_c48e9fd54b79f4cf1df4b6cc799b7048.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a546.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/24/l_526866996ab4e8777f735618ef3aa4e9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 236px;" src="http://a546.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/24/l_526866996ab4e8777f735618ef3aa4e9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a49.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/29/l_32ee20c0ebc750d9716350ddc0e55ef0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 311px;" src="http://a49.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/29/l_32ee20c0ebc750d9716350ddc0e55ef0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a679.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/107/l_5d257a09469b594416a63e83df3ea4de.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 326px;" src="http://a679.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/107/l_5d257a09469b594416a63e83df3ea4de.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a414.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/120/l_b4c849c36bc5655fcf553f5870027685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 252px;" src="http://a414.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/120/l_b4c849c36bc5655fcf553f5870027685.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really? Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorable. I mean, dude, look at them.  Natalie has this little squee face on and Isaaca is always aww factor and Jeremy is trying to be manly seductive but it look QT and and Brittany is all SHUH-EEK and Stacey is all like *divas*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-5461634084909624699?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5461634084909624699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=5461634084909624699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/5461634084909624699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimmex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ham'/><title type='text'>Uh</title><content type='html'>People annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they mind their own buissness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are making things weird, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kitten is purring on my lap and he just bit my face....twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain. :'[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loser cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He likes Ham.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-460353702381983251?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/460353702381983251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=460353702381983251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/460353702381983251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/460353702381983251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/09/uh.html' title='Uh'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-2689197012265885981</id><published>2008-09-03T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T13:04:36.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Thinkingssss</title><content type='html'>Ok, well lately I've just been thinking random thoughts (as I do) and I want to type them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill just update when ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a certain light, asphalt sparkles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an amazing feeling to come home from your first stressful few days of highschool, and you go into your front yard and sit on your favorite swing, then you realize your feet still can't touch the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many gorgeous guys at our school. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-2689197012265885981?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2689197012265885981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=2689197012265885981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/2689197012265885981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/2689197012265885981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/09/recent-thinkingssss.html' title='Recent Thinkingssss'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-6903915128330827024</id><published>2008-07-31T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T11:50:28.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><title type='text'>Yumm</title><content type='html'>Our kitchen is being re-done. So, everyday this week we've hada builder guy at our house. Instead of continuing my life as normal, I hide in my room or the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a loser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, eh, I HAD SUSHI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-6903915128330827024?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6903915128330827024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=6903915128330827024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/6903915128330827024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/6903915128330827024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/07/yumm.html' title='Yumm'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-915623601118445729</id><published>2008-06-14T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T20:18:20.310-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relay for life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free hugs'/><title type='text'>Relay For Liiiife</title><content type='html'>Ok, So Relay for Life was pretty much the most amazing thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started off with people being hot in the sun and setting up and then we listened to people open the thing with speeches. I know this sounds horrible but, I couldn't contain myself during the&lt;br /&gt;"Blessing" thing. I was laughing. Openly.  I mean, come on, It started off by saying "OH! GREAT AND WONDERFUL, AWESOME GOD" lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then began the Survivors Lap. My eyes teared up. It was moving. Seeing all these people who had the strength to beat the cancer was inspirational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we decided to give free hugs. We made signs and hugged people. LOTS of people. Loads of people. It was amazing. We made friends (Andy, Ray and David &lt;3&lt;3), made people smile, and ate nerds &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They lit the candles at 9:15. I have never cried that much in public before in my life. Everyone was sobbing openly. We were all in a group attempting to comfort each other. When the ceremony was over and we were left sniffley Ms. Katz attempted to cheer us up with produce. "Juice! *bounce* I HAVE JUICE *bounce*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The free hugs continued. Allison and I walked around loads because I had to pee. We then met Andy and Ray, two of the most huggable fellows ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison quote: "Nighttime HUGS ARE THE BEST HUGS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lulzcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CC+four tall guys+tackleglomphuggle=Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That  is just the surface of all the awesome that occured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sum it all up. It was great. It was amazing, It was moving. I am so tot. deff. doing it next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-915623601118445729?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/915623601118445729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=915623601118445729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/915623601118445729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/915623601118445729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/06/relay-for-liiiife.html' title='Relay For Liiiife'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-6894366755271548125</id><published>2008-06-07T11:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:19:23.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I won an iPod nano&lt;br /&gt;hoorah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-6894366755271548125?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6894366755271548125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=6894366755271548125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/6894366755271548125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/6894366755271548125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-won-ipod-nano-hoorah.html' title=''/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-5895610411711594110</id><published>2008-05-21T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T06:46:42.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my legs hurt.'/><title type='text'>Luh-egs</title><content type='html'>My legs don't work.&lt;br /&gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gone to school since Monday.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;I can't walk down stairs.&lt;br /&gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;I have cookies.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;They don't know why pain happens when I walk.&lt;br /&gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;They had to draw three tubes of blood&lt;br /&gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-5895610411711594110?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5895610411711594110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=5895610411711594110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/5895610411711594110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/5895610411711594110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/05/luh-egs.html' title='Luh-egs'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-5727661797150817337</id><published>2008-05-17T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T20:18:47.392-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='she isn&apos;t'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and hopes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beth is'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mono'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting'/><title type='text'>Bleh</title><content type='html'>I went to sleep at 7:20 pm and woke up a few hours later. I drank a whole bottle of snapple. That usually makes me hyper. I feel like a corpse. Sleep is needed. :[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-5727661797150817337?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5727661797150817337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=5727661797150817337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/5727661797150817337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/5727661797150817337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/05/bleh.html' title='Bleh'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-2057969993308843749</id><published>2008-05-05T18:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T18:25:29.096-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beth smells like pineapples'/><title type='text'>:]</title><content type='html'>Someone greeted me today by saying,&lt;br /&gt;"Hello Beautiful"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me so indescribably happy.&lt;br /&gt; I love it when people call me "love" or "beautiful" or something&lt;br /&gt;This is not counting family.&lt;br /&gt;my mum calls me those all the time&lt;br /&gt;But this was amazing &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am chewing gum and i smell like pine apples&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-2057969993308843749?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2057969993308843749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=2057969993308843749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/2057969993308843749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/2057969993308843749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=':]'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-5403643427167187909</id><published>2008-05-04T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T14:48:20.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nice guys finish first'/><title type='text'>La la</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;I was going to post and angry rant, but i'm listening to "Oh Shooting Star" by Nice Guys Finish First and i'm too happy to be angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=38710589&amp;amp;MyToken=7c8739d6-b92c-445d-a07d-e7846795ba1c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-5403643427167187909?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5403643427167187909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=5403643427167187909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/5403643427167187909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/5403643427167187909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/05/la-la.html' title='La la'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-9151962044811111559</id><published>2008-04-28T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:24:59.477-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disneykid1 is gorgeous and has cool cats chdrman'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Wuh-ell. I moved last week. Yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to write in this more. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a license plate to that said "CHDRMAN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nora's mum thought it was "Chowder Man" or "Cheddar Man"&lt;br /&gt;Nora thought it was "Cheader Man"&lt;br /&gt;I suggested "Chuh-Doctor-Man"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman was driving the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have officially decided that Joe (disneykid1 on youtube) is gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&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/37647717719344055-9151962044811111559?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/9151962044811111559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=9151962044811111559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/9151962044811111559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/9151962044811111559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/04/wuh-ell.html' title=''/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-1581934971357048262</id><published>2008-03-23T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T19:53:07.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beth has to pee so happy easter'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter :]</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter Peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to pee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-1581934971357048262?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1581934971357048262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=1581934971357048262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/1581934971357048262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/1581934971357048262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter :]'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-4149345239763566936</id><published>2008-03-02T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T13:48:11.803-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physical therapist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mnms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hookers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlieissocoollike'/><title type='text'>Last Night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yo yo yo! Well, yes. This blog entry really has no purpose. I just wanted to blog it UP so yah. Last night my me, my mum, and Nora went to my mother's office Christmas party. Yes, a Christmas part march 1st.  It was...odd. The physical therapists played musical chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some favorite quotes of the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum: I'll squeeze your bladder, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum's boss (asking a trivia question): How many people out of ten die within the first two days of getting the Ebola virus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some guy: Yeah, I get to drive around and pretend to pick up hooker. I wouldn't really do that, but it's really fun to pretend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum's friend: oh no! I forgot to put on deodorant...but it's ok...I've taken a shower almost everynight this week so i think i've built up a tolerance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nora'as face looked scared/shocked/disturbed when she heard this...the guy is really an undercover cop so he's aloud to do that sort of stuff. Lolol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Nora and I went home and I had to wear a charlieissocoollike mask. Yay for Beth?&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/37647717719344055-4149345239763566936?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4149345239763566936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=4149345239763566936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/4149345239763566936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/4149345239763566936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-night.html' title='Last Night...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-6857648107480038818</id><published>2008-02-07T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T18:11:18.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rawrr</title><content type='html'>I hate it when people push you and don't apologize. And then they look at you like it was your fault. And it's not fun&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-6857648107480038818?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6857648107480038818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=6857648107480038818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/6857648107480038818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/6857648107480038818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/02/rawrr.html' title='Rawrr'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-4070103634559643818</id><published>2008-01-21T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T08:10:24.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandz it up:]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=37647717719344055"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=37647717719344055" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OK! Stealing-from-Joe-who-stole-from-Kim-who-stole-from-someone-else time!&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My super-cool band!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt; Slovenské Pravno&lt;br /&gt;Album: Show Business with Blood&lt;br /&gt;Album Art:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/Batty_lass/Bandnesslol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 352px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/Batty_lass/Bandnesslol.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;It got all stretched out during uploading :[&lt;br /&gt;So to see it in all of it's semi-glowing glory go here ----&gt; http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/Batty_lass/Bandnesslol.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Rulez:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To get your own omg amazing band album cover, follow these steps.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random" target="_blank"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; The first article title on the page is the name of your band.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; The last four words of the very last quote is the title of your album.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yay :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-4070103634559643818?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4070103634559643818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=4070103634559643818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/4070103634559643818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/4070103634559643818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/01/bandz-it-up.html' title='Bandz it up:]'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-1211403440042917308</id><published>2008-01-15T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T16:19:35.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skinny Jeans</title><content type='html'>Skinny jeans. I can't really tell if I like them or not. I see them on some people and I think "ewwwww" but on other people they are extremely attractive.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wear skinny jeans. Mah legz be bigz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-1211403440042917308?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1211403440042917308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=1211403440042917308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/1211403440042917308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/1211403440042917308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/01/skinny-jeans.html' title='Skinny Jeans'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-4857034083301356367</id><published>2008-01-09T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T14:25:24.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I think of the Jonas Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You can't say anything negative about the Jonas Brothers at school because eight-million fan girls will pounce, lunge, and rip. All three of those verbs sound particularly painful, SO I will not venture there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never a Jonas Brothers fangirl. I thought they were alright, but I don't believe that they deserve all of the "omg-ness" that they are getting. They have some songs are are fun and catchy. I think that they are really good for being completely clean of bad words. It's a breeze of fresh air in this world full of profanity. But again I state: They are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alright.&lt;/span&gt;  That's all. They don't deserve two girls viciously fighting with each other over who Nick Jonas would love more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: I think Nick Jonas would fall in love with me if we met...&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG YOU WHORE! HE WOULD SO TOTALLY STAB YOU AND LOVE ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not. Worth. It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a wee bit annoyed by all of this stuff going around, but today it has reached a new level of ~*weird*~.&lt;br /&gt;Two girls were wearing shirts that said "Jonas or DIE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What. The. Hell? It's like they are in a cult worshiping three teenage boys. Next thing they'll be by the side of the road wearing wings made of styrofoam selling shrimp out of a boot that says "Jonas Brothers" on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg lol@"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG YOU WHORE! HE WOULD SO TOTALLY STAB YOU AND LOVE ME!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-4857034083301356367?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4857034083301356367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=4857034083301356367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/4857034083301356367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/4857034083301356367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-i-think-of-jonas-brothers.html' title='What I think of the Jonas Brothers'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-1856728136467759335</id><published>2008-01-01T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:12:08.641-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two thousand eight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two thousand sevem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 fact vlog train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy new year'/><title type='text'>Oh seven - Oh eight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh Seven:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-I was suspended :]&lt;br /&gt;-I survived alt. ed. paha&lt;br /&gt;-I made my first youtube video&lt;br /&gt;-I got 22 subscribers (omgomg)&lt;br /&gt;-I turned 13&lt;br /&gt;-I learned that just because one is an authoritative figure, doesn't mean that they're good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Two thousand EIGHT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll try to start a dream log&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-I'll try to make more videos&lt;br /&gt;-I'll try to be more of an optimist&lt;br /&gt;-I will try to succeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Dreams, darling. '08 has just begun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-1856728136467759335?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1856728136467759335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=1856728136467759335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/1856728136467759335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/1856728136467759335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-seven-oh-eight.html' title='Oh seven - Oh eight'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-5257403542487152511</id><published>2007-12-28T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T09:43:33.116-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='errors'/><title type='text'>Ah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;IS there anyway to edit your posts? I just noticed a lot of spelling errors and it annoys me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-5257403542487152511?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5257403542487152511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=5257403542487152511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/5257403542487152511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/5257403542487152511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2007/12/ah.html' title='Ah!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-418307465053150228</id><published>2007-12-28T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T09:41:51.930-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fluffy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hairless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hairless cat'/><title type='text'>Fluffy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/Batty_lass/smallfluffystretchsun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/Batty_lass/smallfluffystretchsun.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello!  I have a cat. She is a hairless cat. Her name is Fluffy. She is the biggest brat in the world. This morning as I was making breakfast she decided to try to pee in the sink. Sooo, before she ~*began*~ I eas like, "FLUFFY NO!" so she jumped out of the sink. I then grabbed her and put her in the bathroom where her litter box is. She ran out and back into the kitchen. In hte kitchen she decided to stick her tongue in the pot holding left-over gravy. Then, she peed in the sink. *augh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down and was eating my breakfast (left over turkey,gravy,mashed potatoes and green bean cassarole) when she jumped on the table. I grabed the place mat (as you do) and went to smack her with it. I never acctaully smack her...just seeing it come towards her scares her so she runs. There is never any contact. Well, she jumped OVER the swinging place mat and grabbed a huge peice of turkey. I tried to grab it from her but it was too late. She ran. She is fat. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the dogs felt jealous so I had  to give them some turkey. I had no turkey. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to you too, FLuffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is asleep in my bed right now. AUGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-418307465053150228?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/418307465053150228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=418307465053150228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/418307465053150228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/418307465053150228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2007/12/fluffy.html' title='Fluffy'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37647717719344055.post-2094420910123115338</id><published>2007-12-27T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T08:37:45.387-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='johnnydurham19'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whataboutadam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paytotheorderofof2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nerimon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlieissocoollike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>A bit more of a serious topic...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Have you ever had that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;feeling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; The feeling like your walking on air. When you feel like you have this huge glowing ball inside of you making you smile all the time. When you feel like your heart keeps getting bigger, and bigger and soon it will just explode right out of you. The feeling when you can't stop being happy...no matter what. The feeling of being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Well, have you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I know, for sure, that I haven't, and I want, almost more than anything, to feel that. I've had my fair share of school-girl crushes. They've never lasted more than a few days. I'll decide that I "like" them, but then, as I begin to watch them closer I see all of their faults and immediately any attraction is lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I've had celebrity crushes. Completely based off of looks and their characters personalities, they weren't love.  My love for the youtubers charlieissocoollike, whataboutadam, nerimon, johnnydurham19, and many others is strong, but it's not being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; love. Sure, I would've given almost anything to hug them, or just touch their hair, but I know that their is no possible way for that happening. I love them SO much but, alas, I'm not truly in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I want the kind of love that my sister has. When ever she talks about her boyfriend she gets this giant smile on her face, and she doesn't even realize she's smiling until I point it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I want the kind of love that paytotheorderofofof2 (off of youtube people call her "Emily") has. She has all of these people telling her to break up with her boyfriend because he's different. Does she listen? No. They love each other and that's all that matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I don't think that I'll ever get that kind of love.  Sure, I'm only thirteen and I have loads of things ahead of me but, I set my standards too high. I want to find someone kind, intelligent, and who likes the same things that I do. I'm not the kind of girl who can afford high standards. I don't see why anyone in the world could possibly love me. {Whining starts NOW} I'm not attractive, I'm very...strange, I'm loud/talkative/obnoxious, I'm incredibly opinionated and stubborn*. People say that when your in-love you can look past all these faults in a person, but it just doesn't seem possible. I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;*I'm not saying being opinionated is a fault. I'm saying that if a person were to  look past the ugly/strange/obnoxious side of me, and they had a completely different opinion than me on something major, there would be many debates. Some people like to try to keep the peace and wouldn't like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37647717719344055-2094420910123115338?l=blahblahbeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2094420910123115338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37647717719344055&amp;postID=2094420910123115338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/2094420910123115338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37647717719344055/posts/default/2094420910123115338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahblahbeth.blogspot.com/2007/12/bit-more-of-serious-topic.html' title='A bit more of a serious topic...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10854068734632521716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AipMz8br6PI/SQpTDu8asbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgH1EcnM2wA/S220/fuschiayellowblue.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
