<?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-6484591</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:03:18.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is me..just me</title><subtitle type='html'>Well...hm..whats so special about me? my eyes are hazel..?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-110771947350927925</id><published>2005-02-06T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T14:51:13.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Happy Birthday Joshua! =D I love u so much hun.. your birthday, 6 months, AND valentines day.. crazy week lol but its well worth it.. anywhoo.. if you guys haven't noticed, hes HOME! i missed him so much .. but nobody wants to hear about that so i'll just leave.. cya lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-110771947350927925?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/110771947350927925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=110771947350927925' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110771947350927925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110771947350927925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-birthday-joshua-d-i-love-u-so.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-110713303161894330</id><published>2005-01-30T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T19:59:24.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;My josh is gone until friday.. i don't know how i am going to live!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-110713303161894330?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-110678591397067996</id><published>2005-01-26T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T19:58:38.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Nothing to write, its not like people read this anyway.. if u do , comment pleeease=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;but anyway , I absolutely love this song.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;"I Want To Live"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Sometimes i feel like i need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;To shake myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;To wake myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;I feel like im just sleepwalkin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Through my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Its like im swimming in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;An ocean of emotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;But still somehow slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Goin numb inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;I dont like who im becomin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;I know i've gotta do somethin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Before my life passes right by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;I want to cry like the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Cry like the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Shine like sun on a beautiful mornin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Sing to the heavens like the church bells ringin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Fight with the devil and go down swingin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Fly like a bird,roll like a stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Love like i aint afraid to be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Take everything that this world has to give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;I want to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Sometimes i wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Why i work so hard to guard my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Till i hardly feel anything at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;I've spent my whole life building up this ivory tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;And now that im in it, i keep wishing it would fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;So i could feel the ground beneath me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Really taste the air im breathin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;And know that im alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Somethin deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Keeps sayin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Life is like a vapor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Its gone in just a twinklin' of an eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;I want to take every&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Breath i can get I want to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-110678591397067996?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/110678591397067996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=110678591397067996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110678591397067996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110678591397067996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2005/01/nothing-to-write-its-not-like-people.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-110617680252073063</id><published>2005-01-19T17:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T18:21:36.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well hello..its been a few days. before today i actually had stuff to do, but i didn't have to work today(thankfully) i hate working.. to the MAX. so yeah i didnt work and i just worked out after school hardcore. sarah powlesland and her sister were there also so i worked out with them=) fun fun..oh yeah and to anyone that needs a car, i'm selling mine-2000 alero, 69,000 miles, $6,995 ... so call 854-6514=) anywhoooo... i died my hair the other day. i really like it a lot actually, its a lot darker than my natural color.. weeee! i think i better get goign this is taking me forever and a day to write cuz i have a lot of other things going on.. lol i'll write later.. cya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-110617680252073063?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/110617680252073063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=110617680252073063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110617680252073063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110617680252073063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2005/01/well-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-110590187657938126</id><published>2005-01-16T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:19:51.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;well well well.. i knew i'd forget to write in here sooner or later.. haha oh well i'm here now right? I have been really busy lately though, sorta.. lol yesterday i had to work in the morning, and then i worked out, but after that i was free -but i didn't get online lol.. when i get online i'll write here but if i have no desire to get on the computer, why would i? i'm SO proud of myself for working out this much every week, i really didnt think i had it in me! but i've been going atleast 3 times a week for about a month now.. i just hope i can keep it going. Well anywho, I'm so glad exam week is over. FINALLY.. but now all we have to look forward to is 2nd semester exams! awesome! i think i failed all my exams though, i didn't exactly study for any of them. bad decision i know, but to tell u the truth, i really didn't care. i'm not doing too bad in school right now so doing bad on my exams couldn't affect me THAT much.. atleast i won't be failing ne classes becasue of exams. well i really need to take a shower i just got home from church and working out so im kinda gross feeling. I'll talk to ya'll later have a wonderful sunday afternoon! and just think, we get to stay out late again tonight! i &lt;3martin&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-110590187657938126?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/110590187657938126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=110590187657938126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110590187657938126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110590187657938126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2005/01/well-well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-110529574104678342</id><published>2005-01-09T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:18:33.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;hey everyone! guess what?! i just deleted my WHOLE post. it was probably the longest one i've ever written. im trying to be calm lol but its HARD. Well i guess i can try to start over, sooo um what was i saying.. oh yeah, i just got home from church and im waiting for my mom to get home from church bc she was teaching at the 11:55 service, were going to work out at lifestyles whenever she gets home. Yesterday she started making a scarf out of yarn or whatever it is and later today we're going to the fabric store to get some more so i can make my own. Exciting!=D i love making things, speaking of making things, i need to make Josh some new bracelets=/ his got soo dirty from the car wash and yesterday he finally just cut them off. I don't blame him though, they &lt;em&gt;were&lt;/em&gt; nasty..so i need to make some more of those along with a new scarf for muah. For once in a blue moon i'm off work today. But work yesterday sucked....everything was just pissing me off, including an incident that happened just as i was about to go home. Here's the scenerio:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;I, Kristin, was standing up at the service desk waiting for someone to give me my check.. when this lady comes up next to me and puts a bag down on the counter. We were both waiting patiently when suddenly she turns to me, whips out her hot dog buns and says, "Look what you did" staring at her, confused, i said, "what?" so she says.." You squished my buns!" and i was like, "Um, im....... sorry?" I wasn't about to get bitched out by some skank with squished buns so i clocked out and RAN outside. hahaha. if she didn't want squished buns she should have put the buns on the conveir belt LAST so i put them in the cart LAST. duh.... but i mean seriously, i TRY not to squish anything fragile like ..buns.. i TRY okay? i'm not perfect. GOOOOOOOSHHHH(Napoleon Dynamite) haha that movies great. anywho.. buns are buns no matter how squished they are. I don't remember what else i was talking about until i DELETED it. goooooosh i'm dumb. I mean how stupid can u be to click on the '&lt;-Back" button when you're posting a freaking BLOG. come on now. So anyway, today me and josh have been together for 5 months. Well actually, we've been 'together' sorta for more like 6 or 7 months, but 'officially' its been 5 months. These months are just flying by, but i'm really glad im getting to spend them with the people i love. Well i guess i better get going, i'm going to work out soon=D yaw baby i'll talk to ya'll later, have a great day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Rascal Flatts- I melt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;When you light those candles Up there on that mantle, setting the mood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Well, I just lie there staring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Silently preparing to love on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Well, I can feel the heat from across the room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Ain't it wild what a little flame can make you wanna do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;I melt every time you look at me that way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;It never fails, anytime, any place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;This burn in me is the coolest thing I've ever felt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;I melt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Don't know how you do it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;I love the way I lose it, every time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;What's even better Is knowing that forever you're all mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;The closer you get, the more my body aches &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;One little stare from you is all it takes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Every time you look at me that way I melt, I melt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-110529574104678342?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/110529574104678342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=110529574104678342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110529574104678342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110529574104678342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey-everyone-guess-what-i-just-deleted.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-110521668265583654</id><published>2005-01-08T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:19:10.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;A terrible accident has happened today! ernie was ditch-itized. ahh. poor ernie! poor m&amp;m! BUT WAIT- they're ALL okay. no need to worry.. =) don't worry megan, i'm sure most people will have no idea what i'm talking about when i say .."ditch-itized." -they're clueless. hah.. so today i had to work..BLAH!! 9am in the freaking dawn of the morning (not really but sort of) my alarm was going off at 815 this morning and just out of curiosity i look out my window when i wake up. well i was FOR SURE not expecting this huge snowyness today, i had mi madre take me to work because i couldn't find my car under the 346 inches of snow. work was pretty slow in the beginning, i mean come on, who wants to get out in this weather to get.. groceries.. you've gotta be dumb. well apparently there are many dumb people in lambertville, michigan because we got pre-tty busy after a few hours. weird huh? anywho.. i came home from work planning to go work out at lifestyles with my mom, but instead she wants to go to the mall.. so thats where shes at.. i dont feel like digging my car out to go work out so im just going to wait for her to get home.. hm.....waitingggggg...she takes forever. well now that this thing is up and running smoothly again i better get going.. if anyone (who happens to read this today) wants to go sledding tonight GIVE ME A CALL-im not leaving my # on here so just im me.. =) it'll be a grand ole time, especially because the wonderful JOSHUA is going to be there. now how cool is that?! trust me, you'll have a blast;-) hah oh and my comments work now! so i can see who actually reads these things=/ hah like anyone does, well its weird but u just have to click on the time i wrote this and it'll go to comments.. catch ya later;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I &lt;3&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-110521668265583654?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/110521668265583654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=110521668265583654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110521668265583654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110521668265583654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2005/01/terrible-accident-has-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-110514879134211826</id><published>2005-01-07T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:19:21.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So.. its friday night.. blah.. there's really nothing to do.. unfortunately my friends ditched me for no reason.. but hopefully ill be hanging out with josh in a little bit.. everything will be better. i went to the YMCA today for my interview, which went pretty well by the way, but the lady asked me if i was into any extracurricular activities.. hm.. yep. golf's coming up and guess what? it becomes my life. i dont know how im even going to fit golf practice, working out and school in my same schedule.. ALONG with work. and right now its still at stupid ole kroger.. blah.. im so spoiled, most of the time im worry free and i can just go on with my life step by step but some days certain things creep up on me, things i need to get done or places i NEED to be, and they just stress me out majorly because i'm not used to having that much responsibility and restrictions like that. i dont know how you people do it.. handle everything and their brother every single day.. and just for the record.. i hate working. i have to work tomorrow morning and its already getting on my nerves. whats wrong with me? aren't i supposed to 'like' working? you're making money! whenever i'm working i dont even think about the money.. i think about when im getting outa there. it kinda sucks..anywho......nobody reads this anyway.. and i can never tell cuz my comments don't work. eh who cares, ill talk to ya'll later.. good night!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-110514879134211826?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/110514879134211826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=110514879134211826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110514879134211826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110514879134211826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2005/01/so.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-110435169068432995</id><published>2004-12-29T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:20:07.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;wow its been about a month since i've done anything with this blog thing.. oops.. oh well nobody reads this anway, i'm doing this to keep myself occupied i guess. and today is the special day because i have nothing at all to do..i'm just chillin at home, how wonderful.. blahhhhhlasdfj, so anyway.. christmas is over. i got a few new things that i like lol i got a bigger bedford bag.. i can take it with me when i go up north with josh to his aunts!! maybe my stuff will actually fit in it. tonight i'm going with josh and his family to the lights before christmas.. now refered to as the lights after christmas. we couldnt find time to go before.. i really don't feel like writing in this, my brain isn't working and its focusing on the tv..soooo i'll write later, probably next month for those blog fanatics out there who check everybodys blogs daily. lol have a great day everyone=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the planet&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to existence&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's here&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's here&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's watching you now&lt;br /&gt;Everybody waits for you now&lt;br /&gt;What happens next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;What happens next&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;Like today never happened&lt;br /&gt;Today never happened before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-110435169068432995?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/110435169068432995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=110435169068432995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110435169068432995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110435169068432995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/12/wow-its-been-about-month-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-110116799485567691</id><published>2004-11-22T18:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:20:19.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;yeah for ingrown toenails! WOOOOOO!!! lol i hate genetics.. but anywho.. today was extremely pointless. josh left yesterday for up north. no, im not 'obsessed' with my boyfriend, its just sad knowing hes gone for a whole 8 days.. thats 182 hours.. haha yyeah okay so maybe i'm obsessed.. naww.. i just like him a ton=) soooo i'm going to YL in a half hour.. thats the only thing i look forward to on mondays. ya'll should come along! its awesome.. and THEN you can come to camp!! which is the best week you'll ever experience in your life, i promise! lol i dont really have anything else to say today except that i'm really tired and bored but i shoudln't be complaining.. i do it way too much, seriously.. but i think i'm gonna go get ready for young life.. laura won't be there tonight=( theres no point in going anymore.. lauras my LIFE!! haha jp but i love u laura! okay i'm really going now i'll talk to ya'll later..have a fantastic evening;-)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-110116799485567691?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/110116799485567691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=110116799485567691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110116799485567691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110116799485567691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/11/yeah-for-ingrown-toenails-woooooo-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-110100355146013363</id><published>2004-11-20T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:20:40.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;BLAHH i haven't written on this forever.. but i figure, what ELSE would i do at 9:00 on a SATURDAY night?! geez.. i'm so friendless it seems like.. i think my problem is i assume way way way too much. and for way way way too early..i was hoping i could come home from the osu game..(who by the way w-o-n) and hang out with josh before he left for a week, but he had his brother's wedding tonight, and said he'd hang out with me afterward, he didn't wanna go to the reception so he was just going to come over after the actual wedding.. but theyre making him go ..so he won't be here until around 11. that gives me 2 frickin hours to do nothing. how can i make plans now? everybody else is with their bf's ..sighhh... i hate assuming. anywho... i figured writing in here would tell some people i've become "disconnected" with about what i've been up to and things.. well i'm outa things to talk about right now but i'm sure i'll be able to let off some steam later on.. hope YOU have a fantastic night...=)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-110100355146013363?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/110100355146013363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=110100355146013363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110100355146013363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/110100355146013363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/11/blahh-i-havent-written-on-this-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-109484489268080586</id><published>2004-09-10T15:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:20:58.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Man there is so much technology coming out these days! now i can pick the colors and font i want on every blog? crazy stuff.. well yeah i haven't been on here in like 900 years but thats okay. nobody reads this thing anyway..i know that one for a fact. kinda.. well anyway..a lot of things have been going on in the past like 4 months that i haven't been on here hah, well school started obviously..thats going pretty well actually..i like most of my classes..but considering i only have 4 at bedford doesn't exactly give me a wide variety of selection to like or not to like. I'm taking a class at mason for co-op called health occupations.. i leave bedford after 2nd hour and that class is during 4th hr. then i go eat somewhere with megan armistead and michelle obert, and we go back 6th hour for 2 classes. its grrreat man.. i also got a 2nd job at la fiesta (off of telegraph) to go with my oh so wonderful job at the oh so wonderful KROGER!!! so i requested to work sundays, mondays, and wednesdays at kroger and tuesdays and saturdays at la fiesta. so i don't have to work thursdays or fridays. HOW LUCKY AM I.. pretty lucky i guess. but some ppl don't even have jobs so they can just suck my balls. SOME people need MONEY to SURVIVE. and they also need money so their car can survive.. i waste so much gas driving to la fiesta and to mason every day..man it just goes by a gallon a minute i swear. ooh yeah, guess what. i got a mole removed from the bottom of my foot. its pretty sweet looking- its like a crater now wooooo! it didn't even hurt, the only thing that hurt was when he put the shot in my foot to numb it but thats okay, its over with now..hah.. hmm what else is "up" with me..uuuuummmmm im going out with josh fritz mmmmmmm its been a month and some days..seems like forever though..we started hanging out the beginning of summer and then started hanging out EVERY SINGLE day literally...and just went off of there...so basically it's been like 3 months we've been together. a wonderful 3 months that is=) heheh well i dont know what else to put in here i've told you my life. and now i have to go to work. LUCKY ME..im so excited to work woo hoo..cya later ya'll -KL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-109484489268080586?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/109484489268080586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=109484489268080586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/109484489268080586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/109484489268080586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/09/man-there-is-so-much-technology-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-108440355259226491</id><published>2004-05-12T19:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:21:12.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;well i see this thing has been updated now hasn't it. yeah i know i told myself i was going to stop doing this, which i've been pretty consistent at doing, but i'm pretty bored and i feel like my life is hidden from everyone lately, even though nobody bothers reading this anymore, you all have most likely given up. but oh well, yyyyyeah, its been pretty hectic around here.. golf started and ended today, already. For me, this season has been great, considering its the first time i've ever picked up a golf club. I did pretty average. Today's match got rained out after the 5th hole, but we still won:) woo hoo, cheerleading tryouts were ...now.. and im not trying out this year..:\ i don't even know why...but thats okay, i REALLY need a job this summer because i'm on the verge of being broke and having $5 dollars..pretty pathetic i know..but i just filled out an application for krogers..so maybe i'll get that job and i can work with alaina! WOO HOO! i love ya alaina! i also have a new boy..YAY! lol most of you know that already, but hes awesome dude..and his good looks are definitely a plus in my book ;) hehehe LKAJSDFLKASJDGFLASKFJ yeah, i'm gonna go this has been fun, but im getting a little too bored..talk to ya'll later! love ya&lt;br /&gt;KL:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it rains it pours and opens doors&lt;br /&gt;And floods the floors we thought would always keep us safe and dry&lt;br /&gt;And in the midst of sailing ships we sink our lips into the ones we love&lt;br /&gt;That have to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I float along this ocean&lt;br /&gt;I can feel you like a notion that won't seem to let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I look to the sky something tells me you're here with me&lt;br /&gt;And you make everything alright&lt;br /&gt;And when I feel like I'm lost something tells me you're here with me&lt;br /&gt;And I can always find my way when you are here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every word I didn't say that caught up in some busy day&lt;br /&gt;And every dance on the kitchen floor we didn't have before&lt;br /&gt;And every sunset that we'll miss I'll wrap them all up in a kiss&lt;br /&gt;And pick you up in all of this when I sail away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I float along this ocean&lt;br /&gt;I can feel you like a notion that I hope will never leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether I am up or down or in or out or just plane overhead&lt;br /&gt;Instead it just feels like it is impossible to fly&lt;br /&gt;But with you I can spread my wings&lt;br /&gt;to see me over everything that life may send me&lt;br /&gt;When I am hoping it won't pass me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I feel like there is no one that will ever know me&lt;br /&gt;there you are to show me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I look to the sky something tells me you're here with me&lt;br /&gt;And you make everything alright&lt;br /&gt;And when I feel like I'm lost something tells me you're here with me&lt;br /&gt;And I can always find my way when you are here&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-108440355259226491?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/108440355259226491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=108440355259226491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/108440355259226491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/108440355259226491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-i-see-this-thing-has-been-updated_12.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-108197821796612970</id><published>2004-04-14T17:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:21:23.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I hate everything about you...&lt;br /&gt;why do i love you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-108197821796612970?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/108197821796612970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=108197821796612970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/108197821796612970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/108197821796612970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-hate-everything-about-you.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-108016808791947572</id><published>2004-03-24T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:21:39.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hey everyone, im really sorry i haven't updated this thing. I've been really stressed out and busy at the same time. Well, i guess i can't call it 'busy' because i really haven't been extremely busy, just stressed out and angry...I don't even want to go into detail about my problems now because i'm sure every single person knows about this situation i'm going through. The only thing i have left to do when my friends stab me in the back is laugh, because i've done everything else. I hate rumors flsakfjlsakfjl! Why can't people just believe the person whose mouth the words came out of. come on now, there's a little common sense. But whatever, if you're going to talk about me, don't let me find out, because it doesn't look like you've been doing quite a good job at that. ANYWHO.......to all my friends that have stuck by my side, i thank you so much, and thanks for telling the truth...i appreciate it.. anywho again though, enough of this nonsense....golf started! woo hoo! i think i mentioned that in my last blog though, about a week ago.. but yeah, its a lot of fun.. =) well i'm going to go eat dinner or something fun like that, talk to you all later..have a great day!!&lt;br /&gt;KL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-108016808791947572?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/108016808791947572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=108016808791947572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/108016808791947572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/108016808791947572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/03/hey-everyone-im-really-sorry-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-107948594417241421</id><published>2004-03-16T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:21:53.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;YO! sometimes i have absolutely nothing to write in here, but i do because i have nothing else to do. soooo i could tell you what i've done all day, except wasn't much. i came home from school, and did nothing. yeppppp, see, that was easy. I wanted to go tanning today with somebody but i couldn't find a partnerrrr, so i didn't do anything all day....*tear* my eyes are like..burning inside in the back...i dont know why either. yeah, everytime i laugh today i cry, ..because i'm laughing so hard. its so awesome haha wow, i dont know what to talk about......... kfjwaeoigalsdfjk hm...yeah im burning a cd for cristi, since she's going to the trapt concert next monday night...... LUCKKKYYYYYY!! i love trapt, i listen to their cd like everyday. i miss you cristi! ...random urge.. fldskjf -like that. wwooooooooowww my computer is going super slow because i'm burning a cd. WAHHOOOO! i like saying that. yeah and im going to leave because this is gay..and i am making absolutely no sense, so i'll talk to you all later! God bless YOUUUUU!&lt;br /&gt;KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-107948594417241421?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/107948594417241421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=107948594417241421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107948594417241421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107948594417241421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/03/yo-sometimes-i-have-absolutely-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-107938999113327181</id><published>2004-03-15T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:22:07.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hello everyone! I'm writing 2 days in a row! WOW! hehe...so anywho...I had golf tryouts today, well i don't know if u would actually call them 'tryouts' because i didn't actually 'tryout'. well, we got to hit some balls on the driving range, but other than that, we all just talked. I was really really nervous though, becasue -well i always get this way when I'm new to something other people already know how to do ..I hate it! but o well..whatcha gonna do. I hope i did alright. Anywhooo...again......there's a light flashing on my printer. I wonder what it is...but i don't exactly care enough to look...soooooo lets move on. Friday is going to be a freaking BLASTTTTTTT girls I am so excited! We are going to have so much fun =) ...tee hehe! I love you all ..I'm sorry if I don't tell any of you very often, but I really do, all you girls mean SOOOOOOOOOO(X 124895) much to me, I can't even explain how much! Thanks for always being here for me, and never fearrrr for I will ALWAYS be here for each and every one of you! alkjgoeaisbjlksdfj now that I got that one out.........i miss you megan and mindy!! I'm almost positive you're coming home today or tomorrow though, =) and then we'll get to HANG OUT!!!!!!! ahhhhhhhhh!!! it has been soooo long and i miss hanging out with you guys. We always have fun...even when we're bored..=) OH YIPPEE! my d-ho has telephoned me and we are communicating with eachother. that was gay...sorry...i'm trying to find another way of putting things instead of ...oh look, i'm on the phone with dani. yeah, well actually she's on the other line.. time to type as fast as i can. alsdfoiglsafjkaslblkdsflsadoirow3594tlv08uvkljasdfl okay. Now that i'm offf, i think i will depart, and go eat some dinner, because its that time of the day. and my stomach is driving me nuts..i'll talk to u all later! God bless,&lt;br /&gt;KL=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-107938999113327181?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/107938999113327181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=107938999113327181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107938999113327181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107938999113327181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/03/hello-everyone-im-writing-2-days-in.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-107931684132419257</id><published>2004-03-14T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:22:22.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hey everyone! wow, i haven't written in this thing in a while..IM SORRY!! ...well yeah, i've been pretty busy lately. I can tell you what i did my whole weekend if you'd like=) ...okay here goes.... friday i was out with cristi -tanning and prom dress shopping for her, then i came home and went to see Hedalgo with chuckieeee except he got the times mixed up so we ended up seeing 50 first dates instead haha, so then after the movie we went back over to cristi's and there were some people over. Saturday i went to the trade-fair with j-whale ..j-dawg..j-inator etc. to get some free pens (which by the way was a rip-off) yeah, we only got like 5 pens ..HOW RUDE! so anyway.. i had to go to a weird college thing up in yipsilanti (sp?) and that took like 3 hours ...zzzzzz.. then kristen, connie, chuck, and heather came over for a while..and sunday i went to church and hung out with d-ho and j-whale. WAHHHOOOO! what a fun weekend. I don't exactly know what to think right now though, someone told me something that was sort of disturbing..and i don't know what to do about it..I don't know if i should tell somebody, or keep it a secret..ahhhhlkasjdfk It's definitely not a good thing though, sorry to leave ya hangin =/ But i don't think it would be a good idea to spill the beans on this silly thing. I hope i can fix things though, can a person as small as me fix something that big? oh nevermind.. you wouldn't understand considering you don't know whats wrong....sigh....oh well, im going to go to bed now, God bless you ALL, i love you!&lt;br /&gt;KL=)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-107931684132419257?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/107931684132419257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=107931684132419257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107931684132419257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107931684132419257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/03/hey-everyone-wow-i-havent-written-in.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-107870280493654405</id><published>2004-03-07T18:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:22:36.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Heyyyy peeeeps sorry i haven't written in so long, its not like anybody reads it anyway, oh well! Hm......I don't know what to say today. I don't know if i want to say what i want to say or not. I don't know if everybody needs to know about it...but its a goood thing! =) I'm happy!! yyeeep, I don't exactly want to go into detail for now. Just know that i'm a-okkayyy! woo hooo! baowierjalkbndskfj wow..... wooow! i am so amused by this. well actually, sorry to break it to ya, but I don't think i want to share that with you either. Too personal. I don't want to say anything about certain people that just MIGHT be reading this. I doubt it though. OOOhhhhh weeeeelll...too bad. sorrry. People just DON'T GET IT! I don't freaking care anymore geez ...just stop, your making me laugh. hahaha, hahahfdslafjhiou wow, im sorry, i'm in a really random mood and there's barely 39 people online. (I don't talk to half of them) ....or more. yeah, anywho.....i've felt sick since like wednesday, and i refused to go to the doctor on thursday after school...so my mother forced me to go saturday, and so now i have strep. WOOO HOOOOO! cristi-strep buddies! YEAH! haha...had a grrreat time w/ u this weekend! (= ..yeeep yeppp! well im going to end this now, i sense severe boredom in you...cya later! God bless you, Love you alllll!&lt;br /&gt;KL =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-107870280493654405?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107870280493654405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107870280493654405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/03/heyyyy-peeeeps-sorry-i-havent-written.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-107828089175736256</id><published>2004-03-02T21:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:23:32.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HEY EVERYONE! jenny and dani, you two are SO FREAKING AWESOME! I had so much fun tonight girls, we positively absolutely have to do that more often, it definitely gets my mind off of everything. yep yep....and dani, you are the most excelent, because you are TRYING OUT FOR GOLF WITH ME!!!!! ahh! i am so excited now, you don't even know man. Let's hope we both make it before we get our hopes up hah, man today was an awesome day. It's pretty weird though, I tell myself "today is going to be a really good and awesome day." and what is the day like? crappy. i've done that every day this week, except for today. The weird part is, i told myself "today is probably going to be the same as the other days, crappy, and its going to suck." (hoping it will be the opposite) and it was! it was such a good one. I'm happpppyyyy yep. i saw alaina kirk at the mall today! woo hoo! yeah alaina! i wonder if you read this, hm....well if you do, I &lt;3 kl =""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-107828089175736256?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/107828089175736256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=107828089175736256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107828089175736256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107828089175736256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/03/hey-everyone-jenny-and-dani-you-two.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-107818234451184507</id><published>2004-03-01T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:23:54.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hey everyone, I don't know what i'm going to write about today, its been a really blank day, im lonely and need to talk to somebody. I'm really hoping hardly anybody reads this right now, just because my life is as crazy as its gonna get. I don't understand people, in general. -don't think i'm talking about YOU, just because thats what you think everytime i say anything. Our whole school is all gossip, ooo look at him, hes dirty, and on to the next person and so on and so on. UGH, im so sick of it, i'm sure i'm around the school by now. For something i didn't do. but whatever, I'm sick of caring. I don't think people really know how bad a person can hurt. It's the worst feeling in the world, and you would do anything just to make it go away. but i think all i need is time, and a new school. That would help i would guess. but thats not gonna happen anytime soon. Welll, now that the entire world knows my problems, i might as well tell you more.....i went to the orthopedic surgeon today, for my monthly check-up on my knee, and it is STILL doing this random thing inside, where it won't let me straighten it unless i bend it back up to my butt and get it unstuck somehow. So dr. frogameni decides to just let it go and not worry about it, hoping it will go away. laksjdf blah, its a killer i tell ya, and my right shoulder's been bothering me for a while, and i find out i have tendonitis in it or something, ...more exersizes for kristin...woo hoo! i love snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-107818234451184507?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/107818234451184507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=107818234451184507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107818234451184507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107818234451184507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/03/hey-everyone-i-dont-know-what-im-going.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-107809609274159666</id><published>2004-02-29T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:24:09.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;wooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, so much drama! geeesh.... a lot of things are going wrong in my life right now, but the odd thing is, i dont care. I'm more happy than I am sad, or mad even. Some people are so imature its unreal, I don't understand how they do it, i really don't. but whatever, its not my life. Live your life how you want to, but don't involve me. pllllllllllease. okay now that i got that off my chest, kara just left, it was so great to have her here, shes an awesome person to talk to, i'm glad she was here to help me through some of my usual ...problems. thanks kara! and thanks jenny for everything you've helped me through, you're incredibly awesome also! ..oh yeah, and thanks mom, hhahaha....anywho, hah, um...yeah i just found a new favorite song..yep sheryl crow for life..... i'll leave ya the lyrics at the end of my .....sessssssionn yep thats what im calling it. I thought i'd have a lot to write about this huge weirdness, but i guess not, its not bothering me a whole lot. =) ummm....my parents are home from mexico....? ....yay! i missed them a lot, its weird without them here to tell me what to do. but it was nice doing my own thing, like you care. yeeeeeah i dont have anything to talk about, except that les mis did a GREAT job today! you guys rocked, keep it up! -DANI HOOVEN!, brittany, elyse, kels, lucas, dbrim, liz, and everbody else, you did awesome! =) Love you all so much,&lt;br /&gt;KL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's those lyrics!&lt;br /&gt;I would have given you all of my heart&lt;br /&gt;but there's someone who's torn it apart&lt;br /&gt;and he's taken just all that i have&lt;br /&gt;but if you want i'll try to love again&lt;br /&gt;baby, i'll try to love again, but i know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first cut is the deepest&lt;br /&gt;baby i know&lt;br /&gt;the first cut is the deepest&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes to bein' lucky, he's cursed&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to lovin' me, he's worse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still want you by my side&lt;br /&gt;just to help me dry the tears that i've cried&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sure gonna give you a try&lt;br /&gt;if you want i'll try to love again, (try)&lt;br /&gt;baby, i'll try to love again, but i know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOHHH,&lt;br /&gt;the first cut is the deepest&lt;br /&gt;baby i know&lt;br /&gt;the first cut is the deepest&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes to bein' lucky, he's cursed&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes to lovin' me, he's worse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still want you by my side&lt;br /&gt;just to help me dry the tears that i've cried&lt;br /&gt;but i'm sure gonna give you a try&lt;br /&gt;cuz if you want i'll try to love again&lt;br /&gt;(try to love again, try to love again)&lt;br /&gt;baby, i'll try to love again but i know, OOHHH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first cut is the deepest&lt;br /&gt;baby i know&lt;br /&gt;the first cut is the deepest&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to bein' lucky, he's cursed&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to lovin' me, he's worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOHHH, the first cut is the deepest&lt;br /&gt;baby i know (baby i know)&lt;br /&gt;the first cut is the deepest&lt;br /&gt;try to love again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^you got that right.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-107809609274159666?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/107809609274159666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=107809609274159666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107809609274159666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107809609274159666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/02/wooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-107774610663891883</id><published>2004-02-25T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:24:22.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Why hellloooooooooooooo everybody! ...man oh man I cannot wait until I have something to do after school. This going home and sitting around all day stuff is starting to get to me. Anything to do would be great right now...hah, something amusing to do right now would be to march into our dirt school and DEMAND i have a new locker. yep. thats what i would do. buuuuuuuut, im going to stop complaining about that, i think i've done it enough. yeppppp, so anyways, how has everyone been? ...hopefully better than i have been. I look forward to the day as i get ready in the morning, but as i arrive at school and get to my first hour, that feeling fades away faast, and i just want to go home. I hate school! BLAH! ::sigh:: ummmmmmmmm.......uh, if anybody EVER wants to email me, i've got the address, kristinl602@yahoo.com YEP!! i loooooooove emails and people never email anyone anymore, just like ...a regualr email, not forwards or anything. how sad =( oh my goooooodness! KARA TABOR IS ON HER WAY TO MICHIGAN AT THIS VERY MOMENT!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! FASLDJKLSDKFJ! i love you kara! yay! welp, time to go clean the room, see you all later! God bless,&lt;br /&gt;KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-107774610663891883?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/107774610663891883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=107774610663891883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107774610663891883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107774610663891883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/02/why-hellloooooooooooooo-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-107765864080685712</id><published>2004-02-24T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:24:36.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hey everyone! well today has deffinately been a much better day than yesterday. especially because we didn't have school today! woo hoo!! this morning i woke up and didn't even know there was a delay, so as usual, i get ready and take a shower, you know the drill. and right as ben is supposed to pick me up, kk calls and we had a delay! so we go to burger king, then back to her house, and then its cancelled. how random. but its awesome! ..except i don't know if we are going to have to make this one up or not. hm...well so after kk's i went to the golf dome with JENNY WHALEN!!!! (i heart jenny) -and if anyone even reads this, like jenny, cough cough, I LOVE YOU! haha, anywho...we went to the dome and it was tons of fun! I'm almost positive im going to try out for golf. yay! i hope i make it..it sounds like a lot of fun, and plus, my very bestest friends are on the team! so it would deffinately be fun. yep yep. golfing makes me sore though, if anybody knows why please let me know lol...im in pain. but thats okay, i've been through a whole lot more pain than this, mentally. but thats another story that i don't think you'd be interested in hearing (or would you?) muah hahaha well thats too bad. Well i think im gonna get going i have a couple cd's i want to burn for Jenny. Cya all later! love you all!&lt;br /&gt;KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-107765864080685712?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/107765864080685712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=107765864080685712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107765864080685712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107765864080685712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/02/hey-everyone-well-today-has.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-107757896317753238</id><published>2004-02-23T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:25:03.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wow, i have a lot of stuff to talk about today it seems like. I'd have to say today has been one of the worst days i've had so far this year. I don't know if i want to actually talk about the reason why, but i dont know, i'd say its pretty stupid. but i honestly don't exactly care right now. I want nothing to do with it. got kicked out of a locker, and mine doesn't open so i have a huge blister on my finger, my teacher yelled at me for kicking it and being abusive to my poor locker. thats too bad though, she can try to shut it. So i leave first hour early this morning after a long day it seemed already, to go hand Mr. Short the paper kara and i had to fill out about shadowing me on friday. (and kara shadowing sasha on thursday) ...so i go in there, assuming she would obviously be allowed to. and he says "well kristin, we can't do this." so i ask why, and yeah of course its a stupid reason. ugh, but kara wrote him an email today and she is going to call the school tomorrow and talk about it, what else is she going to do while we are in school thurs and fri?! come on, whens she going to see her friends..(she lives in pennsylvania now for all of you that don't know) and shes COMING ON THURSDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yay kara i love you! and i miss you so much, have a safe trip here hun. I did have one good thing today, and that was in gym. I had knee surgery in december so i wasn't able to do all of the machines in the weightroom, but today i DID! every single one of them. sure, i didn't use as heavy of weights as i usually do but its a start, right? I pretty much feel like my knee is back to normal (even though it never will be) ..its close though. yeah, i hope tomorrow is a much better day for me. It wasn't that i was 'sad' or anything, i was extremely MAD. laksjdfalbkartoui oh well, what are ya gonna do....well i better get going, time to get ready for YOUNG LIFE! WOO HOO! i can't wait. well i'll cya all soon, God bless,&lt;br /&gt;KL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-107757896317753238?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/107757896317753238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=107757896317753238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107757896317753238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107757896317753238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/02/wow-i-have-lot-of-stuff-to-talk-about.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-107750294320696455</id><published>2004-02-22T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:25:18.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;BLAHHHHHH!!! lgkjasdlfkjsdf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-107750294320696455?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/107750294320696455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=107750294320696455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107750294320696455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107750294320696455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/02/blahhhhhh-lgkjasdlfkjsdf.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-107742017464788478</id><published>2004-02-22T01:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:25:40.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WWWWWOOOOWWWWWWWW, is it possible to be as bored as i am? I think not....my parents are in mexico, my sister is at a friends, my brother is sleeping (he felt like he was going to puke before he went to bed) and melissa (shes watching us) went home to take a shower and stuff...so im bored out of my MIND. someone pleeease save me. i hate the feeling of letting a perfectly good saturday night go to waste...it sucks! but oh well, what can you do. I went to megan and mindys today to drop off their presents (because it's their birthday..HAPPY BIRTHDAY M&amp;amp;M!!) but, when i got there, nobody was home. so i still have their presents..sorry guys!...I don't know that they will be reading this anytime soon though, ...lol sorry.. but anywho.....the whole point of me writing right now is because i have absolutely nothing else to do. i miss ck. yeah im gonna go to bed, sorry this is extremely short...cya later!&lt;br /&gt;KL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-107742017464788478?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/107742017464788478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=107742017464788478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107742017464788478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107742017464788478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/02/wwwwwoooowwwwwwww-is-it-possible-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-107706722332298765</id><published>2004-02-17T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:25:50.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;First of all, AMERICAN IDOL ROCKS! but to tell you the truth, i really don't know why i like it so much, i dont have a reason i guess..hah..but its fun to watch. yep. so is my big fat obnoxious fiance..i cannot wait until the finale next week! woo hoo! I love reality shows. I have a problem waking up in the morning..am i the only one? (haha right) But its just soooooo freaking hard to wake up and i hate that feeling...wouldn't that just be so awesome for school to start at like 10 ..until 4 or something..or we could like choose when we wanna go. yep thats my dream! Well, nothing really exciting happened today so that would be why i'm going on about nonsense right now. I should probably write in here when i have something to talk about, don't ya think..alri well im out&lt;br /&gt;KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-107706722332298765?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/107706722332298765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=107706722332298765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107706722332298765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107706722332298765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/02/first-of-all-american-idol-rocks-but.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-107697321594550506</id><published>2004-02-16T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:26:01.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Okay, so here's the story. I wake up this morning pretty excited to hang out with my best friends today...so i call them, the phones busy for hours. I end up hanging out with kk. So i call again on my way home and they aren't home. I get home and my lovely friend charlie kaseman calls and we talk. So i graciously find out that they... well they were doing something wrong. And so now my plans for next weekend are cancelled. woo hoo. I don't exactly know what im feeling right now, mostly disapointment. I mean i know they do that stuff every now and then, but still.......UGHHHHHHHHH.....i dont know.. and that whole crane thing happening today was really sad...3 people killed. I can't imagine what the families are going through. -but accually i probably can, because i went through the same thing; we all did. But its just so sad hearing about un-expected deaths all over the country. But i'm really not in the mood to talk about deaths right now. yepppp....so anywho, i went over to kk's today, and we ate no bake cookies. YUMMMM.. yep thats all. just thought i'd share that with you because my mind is wiped cleeeeean. ohhh my gosh there is this really addicting game that i am addicted to...its the FISHY GAME. so i'm gonna go play it for now, cya later!&lt;br /&gt;KL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-107697321594550506?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/107697321594550506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=107697321594550506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107697321594550506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107697321594550506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/02/okay-so-heres-story.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6484591.post-107689531655187771</id><published>2004-02-15T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:26:27.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hey guys...well this is my first time writing in one of these, but i figured its something i can just let my feelings out in. yep.. so anyways, this month hasn't been so great for me, but i'm probably not the only one. Ryan is just stuck in my head, everywhere i go, and it feels like im still in shock about the whole thing. It is so hard to believe. I mean, you never think something like this would ever happen to you or anyone you know. But I guess that's one of the great mysteries of life; not knowing when anything is going to happen. Just go with the flow. Sometimes thats the best thing to do. Sometimes I feel like nobody else feels the way I do. Watching everybody around me makes me feel like the RW and VP tragedy is in the back of their heads, when it is in the very front of mine. I miss ryan so much, sometimes i just want to cry forever, but I think about it, and nothing happens, like my brain is gone and I don't feel anything. I really dislike that feeling, I just want it to go away, but at the same time i don't..because at that same time I'm thinking about them, and i feel so much closer to God, knowing that they are sitting right there next to Him, listening to what i have to say. It makes me feel really good to know that they are in heaven and they are the happiest they can ever be...oookay lets move onto a new subject for now....so me and charlie are on this little break, and its actually really nice. I feel a lot closer to him and it seems as though we are so much better friends. Ya know, i can deffinately say he is my best guy friend. I can talk to him about anything ..and i deffinately mean that lol. and if you're reading this ck (which i doubt you are) ..I love you! I want you to always know that. You really mean a lot to me. Welllll, I think i'll go back to watching Remember the Titans, quality movie, so awesome! Whoever reads these things, I love you all! :)&lt;br /&gt;KL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6484591-107689531655187771?l=kayell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/feeds/107689531655187771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6484591&amp;postID=107689531655187771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107689531655187771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6484591/posts/default/107689531655187771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayell.blogspot.com/2004/02/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13715645075712810924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
