<?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-8705099522232510446</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:59:14.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day In My Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Just random happenings of my day</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-2841501136321473118</id><published>2012-01-07T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T16:35:19.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>A lot of things have changed since Thanksgiving break for the best is what I think. I know I last wrote to you all and I was in a bad mood and nothing was seeming to go right for me at all. Since the new year things have been going great for me and mine and David's relationship. Back in November my "best friend" and her mother had said many lies just so my so called best friend could have David. They never succeeded at giving her what she wanted, but they did make things harder for David and I. I have seen things through clearly that she was only my friend for she just wanted my fiance` and always told us both lies and tried to get us to break up. Since thanksgiving break, I have not stayed at that house or cleaned up after them what so ever. I have stayed back at my house with my parents. I have learned that the relationship between my parents and I are much better than what they have been for many many years. David and I are doing great also, we both love each other and have been through more than any typical high school couple has been through and survived it all. I am very grateful that things have worked out since then, however I can not say that that so called best friend and I even talk anymore. I know what she did and I truly seen the real her for the first time and I do not wish to ever have to put through that again in my life by anyone, especially not someone that claims to be my best friend... Don't get me wrong, I am still nice to her, but nothings the same I don't tell her anything or talk to her at all unless she just asks how my day is, which is all she ever asks and I give her a simple answer and thats it. I know it's not nice to be doing this, but i've been screwed over so many times by girls that claim to be my best friend, I will deal with made up lies and all of this drama anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-2841501136321473118?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/2841501136321473118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2012/01/changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/2841501136321473118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/2841501136321473118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2012/01/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-82548641771699988</id><published>2011-11-17T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T15:38:43.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's here!!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is Friday the 18th and I will see David tomorrow evening and all Thanksgiving break (November 18-27) :D I can't wait to be able to spend one of our anniversaries finally together and it'll be our first holiday together :D I love you David! &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-82548641771699988?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/82548641771699988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/82548641771699988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/82548641771699988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-here.html' title='It&apos;s here!!'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-762858774317221894</id><published>2011-11-15T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T13:34:52.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Step Family?</title><content type='html'>So before I get into this big topic, I am going to tell you about some things. 6 years ago my grandfather "committed" suicide and my grandmother was with one guy to the next after. About a year or two ago, she married this guy and only started to act like she cared about his family and them only, the main time she wanted to spend time with her blood related family was if she needed a third-wheel or they turned her down. So I was quite surprised when she gave me a car for my graduation present, but at the same time I am thinking was it suppose to be theirs? I guess you would call my grandma's husband's grandchildren my step cousins? But they are down right rude to me. They cough on me any and every chance they get too, then they call me a bitch and the second im at my grandmas for a family meal their all suddenly super nice to me. I've come to conclusion some people are just down right rude and you don't have to do a thing to them, but I am not going to put up with this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-762858774317221894?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/762858774317221894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/11/step-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/762858774317221894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/762858774317221894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/11/step-family.html' title='Step Family?'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-1296027232937537131</id><published>2011-11-08T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T15:40:36.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absence</title><content type='html'>My recent absence on here has been due to my extravagant amount of homework and reports that I have due, which I had complained about in one of my before posts. Besides that at school I keep on getting a feeling that my one teacher does not like me at all, she just seems to never really want a thing to do with me other than when she steals my paper clips. So for secret santa I believe I will just have to get her some paper clips in hopes that she will eventually stop stealing mine and start treating me as nice as she treats everyone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-1296027232937537131?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/1296027232937537131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/11/absence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/1296027232937537131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/1296027232937537131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/11/absence.html' title='Absence'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-8147007696477620378</id><published>2011-11-03T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T16:14:24.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reports</title><content type='html'>really seem to be getting on my last nerve, I do one here and there then another due the next day. I am going to patiently wait and hope the teachers new obsession with reports passes, I hope it passes really soon. I don't think my writers block can handle much more creative writing/ideas for reports.. Anyway I will be at work again this weekend, like always and in about 14 days i'll be with David again :D I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-8147007696477620378?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/8147007696477620378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/11/reports.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/8147007696477620378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/8147007696477620378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/11/reports.html' title='Reports'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-6522686921035121611</id><published>2011-11-01T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T16:33:16.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tails</title><content type='html'>Tails, is what I should've paid attention to this morning on the penny I had found under my desk in VOTEC. I was already having a bad day before I even laid eyes on the penny, but I think the penny made my day even worse. Before VOTEC I learned my teacher still never found my note cards for my research paper so that means I have to re do them all and try to remember what all I had originally put on them. I had received no extension on my typed outline that is due tomorrow, I am upset that my teacher lost my stuff but what do I expect anymore.&amp;nbsp; I thought my day had looked up towards the end of the school day, but I know I was just trying to make it seem better even though it was anything but better. When I got home I started working more on my research paper by the time all I had left to do was type it, I knew something was going to go wrong. Besides my dads computer not having the right word pad for me to use, the printer page got jammed and I got in trouble for it, of course I fixed it and everything was fine but by the time my dad was done yelling at me I really didn't feel like trying to print my outline out or doing much of anything to be honest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-6522686921035121611?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/6522686921035121611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/11/tails.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/6522686921035121611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/6522686921035121611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/11/tails.html' title='Tails'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-4029481554536117795</id><published>2011-10-31T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T15:56:48.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework</title><content type='html'>and other school work seems to be the most work I achieve anymore.. I have an outline for a research paper due this week and my personal statement note cards are gone, im hoping my English teacher finds them asap and hands them over! I also have a report in Spanish due this Friday! however, I am working on that since I cant do a thing about my English research paper till I get my note cards back.. Other than school is as the same, and from the 18-28 of November David will be with me!! I CAN'T WAIT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-4029481554536117795?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/4029481554536117795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/homework.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/4029481554536117795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/4029481554536117795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/homework.html' title='Homework'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-5141667969863904719</id><published>2011-10-25T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T16:23:02.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Weekend</title><content type='html'>was exactly what I needed to sweep me off my feet, but since Sunday evening I have been exhausted, explains why I never typed anything yesterday. David arrived near 4 something maybe almost 5pm we hung out for a while then we got ready for our final homecoming game, once David drove us there it seemed as if he was my shiny new toy that every kid in town wanted to look and talk to it. So up until halftime David talked to pretty much everyone, then at halftime we took a seat on the bleachers and watched shortly after we found our way back off the bleachers and back to talking, then we finally went home where we proceeded to bed. By the next morning we awoke watched television together got ready and I was at my hair appointment when we got back we watched more tv and went to sleep until it was time to finish getting ready for homecoming, then we took some pictures and drove off to the homecoming dance, where we stayed till 11 which was the end. once we got home I had help taking my hair down, washed my hair then David and I went to bed.We slept until around 11 am, then we finally woke up and headed out to the living room where we cuddled for a little while and watched a Marine movie then we got ready and headed out the door to head back up his way to take him home I got car sick but I made it up there, we kissed and hugged each other bye took lots of pictures.. The great thing on November 18- 26 David is with me for the whole week!! I can't wait!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-5141667969863904719?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/5141667969863904719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/great-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/5141667969863904719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/5141667969863904719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/great-weekend.html' title='A Great Weekend'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-1432357707921371333</id><published>2011-10-20T15:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T15:53:11.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I could scream</title><content type='html'>of such excitement I feel. Tomorrow evening I will see David once I step off the bus!!! I have not seen my fiance` since June and I beyond excited, I feel as if the more excited I am the slower time passes by.. I don't want to know how slow tomorrow at school is going to go by.. But I know the weekend will make up for the slowness and will fly right by me. I just feel like I could cry, we go months apart all the time and the see each other after 5-6 months of being apart and I must say it does truly make you a stronger couple and it is well worth the wait. Though there is many times where I miss David very much and I feel so down, I remember how it feels when I finally get to see him, it's beyond amazing! I can't wait.. I love you David! &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-1432357707921371333?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/1432357707921371333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-could-scream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/1432357707921371333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/1432357707921371333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-could-scream.html' title='I could scream'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-9112858302844377833</id><published>2011-10-19T13:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T15:54:03.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>Im not sure if it's just the rain over here, but everyone is so tired. I am tired, but I am also sick and tired of getting yelled at. I just can no longer handle it! The good thing about my day I finally got my homecoming shirt that I ordered a week ago, it's not the best but not the worst shirt our school has made. Tomorrow (Thursday) is nerd day, I used to take it offensive since I am nerd but now I realize it's just a dress up day for fun, no meanness intended except from some people, but honestly anymore who cares? It's my senior year and I could just careless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-9112858302844377833?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/9112858302844377833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/9112858302844377833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/9112858302844377833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-665979305625890488</id><published>2011-10-18T03:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T14:50:54.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's next??</title><content type='html'>So today, I learned the bad news.. My 17 year old cousin had passed away Sunday. He died inside his house due to a fire.. It always makes me wonder who's next and why does this keep happening? I've lost 1-2 lives every year for the past 6 years. I get a bit stronger because of how used to death I am getting, however I just don't understand why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-665979305625890488?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/665979305625890488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/whos-next.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/665979305625890488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/665979305625890488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/whos-next.html' title='Who&apos;s next??'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-7774969451673595416</id><published>2011-10-17T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T14:00:00.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The week is finally here!</title><content type='html'>My adventure homecoming dress shopping was a success, after about 6 hours.... My fiance wanted me to find a white or a red dress and of course knowing my luck I was unable to find one till hours later after spending so long on a search. I was able to find a beautiful red dress, with a bow on it, I do not have any pictures of that but I will post them next Monday.. I also got a camo purse and a wallet and some hot pink suspenders for nerd day this Thursday. I am also finally going to watch my first ever football game this Friday, followed by other homecoming traditions, I am beyond super excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-7774969451673595416?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/7774969451673595416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/week-is-finally-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/7774969451673595416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/7774969451673595416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/week-is-finally-here.html' title='The week is finally here!'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-194391232767754900</id><published>2011-10-13T17:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T03:44:23.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing New</title><content type='html'>to share to the world, so far everything's the same I will return home Monday and will show everyone a picture of my homecoming dress.Have a good safe weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-194391232767754900?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/194391232767754900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/nothing-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/194391232767754900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/194391232767754900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/nothing-new.html' title='Nothing New'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-4505643246037570401</id><published>2011-10-12T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T15:48:40.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wOhOO</title><content type='html'>lol, I decided to show my obsession for twilight off on my page, mainly cause I got tired of the grass template... As for my day it dragged on, im getting a bit tired of waiting for next weekend to be here and today just felt as if it went by really slow and for some odd reason I often get some small headaches but they hurt like crazy. I'm almost fully caught u in votec and as for my book report due in English im still working on it and it's starting to sound last minute even though Ive been working on this for over a month I just had writers block for like ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-4505643246037570401?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/4505643246037570401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/wohoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/4505643246037570401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/4505643246037570401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/wohoo.html' title='wOhOO'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-34546381924101169</id><published>2011-10-11T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T17:19:28.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited yet stressed</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Ah, my three day weekend has come to an end. Now I am here with a pencil in my mouth trying to finish up homework that's due today and a book report for Friday.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;The bright side&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;math is finished&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;however my book report is not going anywhere, I think I have writers block! YIKES!! and all I need is another paragraph or two and it should be perfect... Aside from my normal stresses about school all I need to to is fax a permission slip up to David's school and then everything is set and final for next weeks homecoming dance! I am beyond excited and this weekend I am getting my homecoming dress!!! Im not big for dances, but I am when it's a chance for me to see David! All I have to do now is keep my grades up and continue to go to school then the weekend i've been waiting for with my fiance is finally here! All weekend! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-34546381924101169?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/34546381924101169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/excited-yet-stressed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/34546381924101169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/34546381924101169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/excited-yet-stressed.html' title='Excited yet stressed'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-2030036787617541005</id><published>2011-10-06T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T15:24:18.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>I've been up just about all night, I had a great talk with David last night that had lasted an hour. I am glad everything with us is back to normal. Knowing so brought so much joy to me, I had to re-play everything my head one more time, I knew I had to go to sleep sometime but why do so when I can re-play this in my head over and over again and be happier than ever. I got on the bus happy and managed to stay happy, until I forgot to add an extra $10 to my purchase from Jostens for taxes. I think Jostens is too overpriced and all they care about is money. They charged $38.90 for a cap, gown, and 1 tassel, and with tax brings my purchase up to $40. I never knew being a senior would be so expensive. As my day went on by it seemed to get better. I got a phone call and I learned that for our homecoming weekend David is allowed to come down and spends 2 days with me. I am very thankful that I get to see him, It doesn't matter to me that it's only for two days and I know I won't see him again till possibly prom. Being apart for so long does take it's toll on me, however I know that this is something that I must get used to and it's only the beginning for us being so far apart for so long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-2030036787617541005?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/2030036787617541005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/thankful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/2030036787617541005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/2030036787617541005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-6573621950257508243</id><published>2011-10-05T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T17:45:43.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day</title><content type='html'>Good morning sleepy heads!&lt;br /&gt;It's time to go back to school for me, luckily for me it's the big day to donate blood and I am beyond excited.:D It's been about a year since the last time I donated and I absolutely love donating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've have successfully saved 6 lives since today, the only thing im disliking is that in the past 6 years I lost 6 people.. Im not loving my numbers with all the 6's so im even more excited for my 42 days to be up so I can save 9 lives and change my numbers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-6573621950257508243?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/6573621950257508243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/another-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/6573621950257508243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/6573621950257508243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/another-day.html' title='Another Day'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-2152300034420951448</id><published>2011-10-04T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T12:26:09.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Relaxful Day</title><content type='html'>Good evening world, how was your day?&lt;br /&gt;My day was quite relaxing as you can tell by my title. I have done nothing but take it easy, watch some movies, and clean my room as you can tell by the picture collage below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mNEU1b3UJS8/TotaavxJwrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ybi2jKHp3iQ/s1600/Desktop3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mNEU1b3UJS8/TotaavxJwrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ybi2jKHp3iQ/s320/Desktop3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I recently added back the Christmas lights, I think they go better with my room this year than what my room looked like last year. And yes behind the foot bar on my bed there is several boxes. My Aunt from California often sends me stuff, and I have kept the boxes to use when I move out of my parents house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to finish my book report that is due soon, but oh well I'll get it done eventually.. Anyway this is what my room looks like,&amp;nbsp; whether you enjoy or not, I like it and I'm still adding stuff so I'll keep you posted.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you want a better look at the pics, click on them!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am going to loose myself in the novel Eclipse, since I have yet to finish to it. I shall post more when I am tired of reading or just that bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-2152300034420951448?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/2152300034420951448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/relaxful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/2152300034420951448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/2152300034420951448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/relaxful-day.html' title='A Relaxful Day'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mNEU1b3UJS8/TotaavxJwrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ybi2jKHp3iQ/s72-c/Desktop3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8705099522232510446.post-8593036179526949511</id><published>2011-10-03T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T18:39:02.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the first day of the public knowing my life</title><content type='html'>For those of you who don't already know, my name is Michelle I am currently 17 years old, I live in a very small town in West Virginia where I am a senior in a local high school that is &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;nothing but drama and lies.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I have decided that in order for me to release some stress and worries of my everyday life that I will try to be more creative and type things up and hope someone might find it a bit interesting or at least be able to help me out when I am in need, for I will try to do the same for others when I have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters my day was off to a lurid start from the moment I awoke to the moment of recently I have felt sick I can't believe I am getting sick once again, when what a week or two ago I was diagnosed with bronchitis, a sinus infection, and a bacteria infection in my lungs. Wonderful! Especially since this Wednesday I am suppose to donate blood for my second time.. But hey lets back things up to the beginning of the day, I was worried, confused, and for the first time in what seemed to feel like forever, I had kinda felt independent.. Yeah, things with my fiance and I took a big turn for ugly when I broke down, but hey could you blame me?? Im 17 years old, my fiance is 18 years old lives 3 and 1/2 hours away from me and is leaving this summer for basic. I have so many thoughts and emotions that seem to scatter my mind and some of them never leave which always leaves me wondering the what if's. I'll be honest with things not going very great with David it seems to have opened my eyes and made me realize yeah he is right about a lot of things and I just need to stop being so damn hardheaded. I know he loves me and he tells me this everyday so I shouldn't freak myself out as much as what I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School wise my day was great, sure I headed off to school about ready to vomit at any given second but I brushed that aside to let my day begin. English was usual as it always is, minus learning that I now have a research paper to do, but that'll be easy. I go to vocational school after English 12, I take e-business publishing where I am able to learn all sorts of neat and cool nerdy things, actually there things more like a secretary does at least im in the program. Shortly after talking to some of my newer friends who are juniors at different high schools I learned there is no school tomorrow or Monday. Learning this I was about ready to jump and dance of excitement, only cause it meant that I now have an extra day to work on my homework and some more time for me to be OCD and re-clean and organize my room.haha :D The rest of the school day went by like normal no other homework than the dreadful English 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day I am on here and obsessing over vampires, thanks Twilight! I must say today was not that bad of a day. Things with David and I are not the same compared to how they were a year and 4.5 months ago, but hey things change and people change to you just have to be open and accept change or it will overrun you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8705099522232510446-8593036179526949511?l=memxox1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/feeds/8593036179526949511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/welcome-to-first-day-of-public-knowing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/8593036179526949511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8705099522232510446/posts/default/8593036179526949511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memxox1.blogspot.com/2011/10/welcome-to-first-day-of-public-knowing.html' title='Welcome to the first day of the public knowing my life'/><author><name>memxox1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09562596339401001843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ixr-3HC5aPo/Too_yWvVcQI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IoWisUsJdjo/s220/300178_2030506051413_1506970758_31641153_529411949_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
