<?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-3218239</id><updated>2011-07-14T17:47:25.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>utah ass forever</title><subtitle type='html'>accept no substitutes.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218239.post-75189849</id><published>2002-04-08T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-08T20:20:26.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't posted in very long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-75189849?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/75189849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/75189849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75189849' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-10916984</id><published>2002-03-19T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-19T19:06:53.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a good day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even have to use my ak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i didnt get my heart broken anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song lyrics by the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was tuesday... tuesdays usually suck..&lt;br /&gt;Before School: ok.. heather woke up late though and we almost miss el autobus&lt;br /&gt;Choir: Boring.. got out of singing Hotaru Koi.. yet&lt;br /&gt;English: boring and easy..&lt;br /&gt;Biology: quiz i think i aced.. i screwed up 2 answers.. but i answered the xtra credit so yay&lt;br /&gt;Spanish: really confusing.. cant believe im going into year 4&lt;br /&gt;History: boring boring film.. passed notes with charlene about bethany, robert and her situation&lt;br /&gt;FST: substitute with test i probably failed.. will have to make up 2 quizzes and one test within the next 2 weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After School: annoying.. I hate blocking for drama.. got out early though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homemade soup&lt;br /&gt;pissed mother off.. she was waiting to pick me up.. but i got home early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;procrastinating by being online...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-10916984?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10916984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10916984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#10916984' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-10881943</id><published>2002-03-18T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-18T18:50:32.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>poor poor bethany...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never saw this happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she waited so long for robert to ask her out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then he goes and rejects her... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is up with him man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news.. im screwed for fst ... i have no clue wtf a limit is or how to find an arithmetic sequence or pascals triangle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serious friggin studying... soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rehearsal for the play is tedious.. i really want to skip.. but i cant.. we are blocking.. AHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-10881943?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10881943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10881943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#10881943' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-10722142</id><published>2002-03-13T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-13T21:35:59.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so stuff has been going on.. and i shouldnt have told anybody I kinda sorta thought maybe i liked joel... now it took less than 2 days for the majority of my friends and classmates to find out.. whoo hoo. i dont know what will happen with this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school.. i cant concentrate.. i failed a history quiz and got a C+ and a D on 2 math quizzes.. i need to retake.. i dont understand wtf happened with the history quiz cuz i studied the goddamn chapters.. took online tests.. but i continue to get screwed over in that class... ill never get an A now.. fuckin A&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-10722142?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10722142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10722142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_03_10_archive.html#10722142' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-10515863</id><published>2002-03-07T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-07T19:29:44.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay.. i got the part i wanted.. Ms. Terence.. hoo-rah.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this dream last night where i was an understudy in the play.. but i also got to be a tree.. then i had a dream within the dream where i actually got the part i wanted cept it was a weird name like mr. terry or something.., and erin was something bornello... it was quite funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-10515863?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10515863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10515863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10515863' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-10515795</id><published>2002-03-07T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-07T19:27:54.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay.. i got the part i wanted.. Ms. Terence.. hoo-rah.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this dream last night where i was an understudy in the play.. but i also got to be a tree.. then i had a dream within the dream where i actually got the part i wanted cept it was a weird name like mr. terry or something.., and erin was something bornello... it was quite funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-10515795?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10515795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10515795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10515795' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-10473974</id><published>2002-03-06T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-06T18:58:31.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay.. last day of auditions.... hehe.. im crossing my fingers.. it will be posted tomorrow.. people seemed to like me so im hoping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to do crunches in cargys class today for saying shut up... grrr... wasn't that bad though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiddled with my schedule today to get everything in tip top shape.. seems fine.. conselors are scary though...i spelled that wrong.. how do you spell it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-10473974?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10473974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10473974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10473974' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-10433684</id><published>2002-03-05T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-05T19:07:57.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finished a test for Cargy today.. it wasn't that bad.. i hope i did really well on it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to auditions again.. i am really crossing my fingers and getting faith in mrs. nordleaf.. please please please... let me have a part!! AHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally winged a math quiz today.. i studied the wrong stuff.. grrr.. i tried really hard and came up with my own theorems so maybe i will pass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-10433684?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10433684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10433684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10433684' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-10390103</id><published>2002-03-04T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-04T18:43:19.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I turned in my Registration form thing ... these are the classes i picked out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precalculus and Discrete Mathematics&lt;br /&gt;Advanced Placement United States History&lt;br /&gt;Advanced Placement Biology&lt;br /&gt;Chamber Choir&lt;br /&gt;Spanish IV&lt;br /&gt;College Writing and Research/English Literature II &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i dont get stuck with my alternate courses : English Literature I, Business English, Advertising, Drama I, or Dramatic Literature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather is finishing up with Japanese  (she's sticking with it even though she hates it... good job heather!) &lt;br /&gt;Teri is doing all running start (please dont ask me my opinion on it.. basically i think if she cant do high school stuff.. how is she gonna do college.. and why is she doing it if you only get credit in other states and she needs to do some required classes here?)&lt;br /&gt;Tami is dropping Spanish for Physics.. and is taking chemistry and stuff.. shell have fun with her schedule i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realize how all of my alternates suck..oh well. good thing choir is occupational otherwise id be screwed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have biology test to study for and a math quiz.. the neverending pile of homework... grrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried out for the drama club play today...i think it went fine.. coulda been worse with all of those seniors and juniors there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-10390103?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10390103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10390103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10390103' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-10351213</id><published>2002-03-03T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-03T19:37:39.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got through some of the homework i was supposed to do.. cept for my math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying to figure out what the hell happened to my black leotard... i do not want to find out that my brother has been wearing it or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i sat on my ass today... i cant wait til i can see the tolo pictures.. i ordered a shit load of them.. the big group set is under my name.. hehe thats like 15 peoples pictures in my hands.. and then i have my pose with matt.. and tami has our 3 people pic.. and matt has the other pose.. so it bomb diggity man.. i love formal dances.. sadie hawkins is coming up next.. a nice informal dance right before prom.. haha.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-10351213?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10351213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10351213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10351213' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-10317438</id><published>2002-03-02T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-02T18:59:40.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've decided not to take a stand on the whole brad and heather pissed at Shayla and jesse thing.. it will kill me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-10317438?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10317438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10317438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10317438' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-10317399</id><published>2002-03-02T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-02T18:58:21.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my life is reduced to the neverending pile of laundry and homework..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats how im spending this weekend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been over analyzing everything too much.. maybe its because Im bored... but Ive been getting pissed at myself and comparing myself to tami... which is not good because we know she is the devil on earth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mostly comparing the fact that she has marko and i have no one... i honestly think that they fuck around with each other (mentally and physically) way too damn much.. they never seem happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was kinda creepy when marko was telling me how he looked down my dress at tolo and said my breasts weren't that small and i had a lot of cleavage...WOH.. it was weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-10317399?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10317399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10317399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10317399' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-10126211</id><published>2002-02-25T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-25T18:27:46.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHAYLA AND JESSE SUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-10126211?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10126211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/10126211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10126211' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9949936</id><published>2002-02-20T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-20T20:32:12.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm chilling... a lot of people are freaking a little bit.. im sorry everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teri:freaking about tolo, about her date, whether he likes her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tami: freaking about her relationship with marko... where she wants to have sex, keeping trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather: a bit freaked over shayla and jesse, i can understand though, freaked tonight over brad's being an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bethany: freaking out about how her parents wont let her date robert.. even though they think hes a good kid and how shes too young and stuff ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess im freaking about everybody else freaking... ya know what im sayin?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9949936?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9949936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9949936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#9949936' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-9798976</id><published>2002-02-16T16:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-16T16:21:47.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont be a whore about it, like tami.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9798976?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9798976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9798976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9798976' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9798962</id><published>2002-02-16T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-16T16:21:00.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ask him straight up.  "do you mind if i kiss you"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9798962?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9798962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9798962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9798962' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9791191</id><published>2002-02-16T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-16T11:18:22.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow.. so there is a week until tolo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to think of matt...&lt;br /&gt;cuz hes really nice and sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i feel compelled to see him as a friend or boyfriend or whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i kiss this guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9791191?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9791191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9791191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9791191' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-9783460</id><published>2002-02-15T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-15T22:23:21.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moo, valentine's day sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get a candy rose.. i wanted to send some, but i' poor as &lt;b&gt;shit on a stick on welfare&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know what you mean with the vomiting.. oh boy.  &lt;i&gt;that's why heather's not going to tolo, people!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer up april, you've got matt, he's a sexy mofo.. as sexy a church boy could be at least.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know who to take to seattle monday.. i asked brad if he wanted to and he said maybe.. but other people wanna go.. and brad's a shit when it comes to planning things :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9783460?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9783460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9783460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9783460' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9736078</id><published>2002-02-14T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-14T15:23:35.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Valentines day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKA fuck you singles day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 5th, Bethany of course gives a rose candy to Robert.. and vice versa.. i wonder who got them for each other....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criminy... she doesnt realize how lucky she is.. why am i so obsessive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to vomit seeing them at tolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have taken my friends advice and just run up to him at homecoming and stuck my tongue in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a sad sad person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9736078?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9736078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9736078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9736078' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-9584137</id><published>2002-02-10T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-10T13:51:56.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Timeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th period: I call my parents cuz i didnt tell them i was staying after school. I find out my mom is at school meeting with the principal. I figure its on the count of my borthers doctor appointment earlier.. telling the school about what she found out and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ASL class:I ask Teri for a ride home cuz i told my parents i would ride with her. We find Joel her brother.. and he says that he got a call from his mom saying that my parents asked if i could go over there. At this time.. im a bit freaked.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Teris: we eat and talk.. and i ask her mom what had happened.. she really didnt know but my mom asked if i could stay over there I try calling my dads cell phone but its off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:00: my parents finally call and tell me they are coming to pick me up. they dont tell me whats going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they finally picked me up.. they told me my brother had been expelled/suspended for writing a threatening note to some girl.. im assuming heather mccoll. And they also said he threatened to kill himself again and they took him to the doctor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. so my house is kind of turned upside down or just really plain fucked up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9584137?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9584137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9584137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9584137' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-9559204</id><published>2002-02-09T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-09T15:36:02.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont have a enough time to write right now.. im gonna go to the mall with Tami.. but i have a depressing story to tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to call it the story of the day my parents realized i was their last hope for sucess in the greeson household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i get back ill start my story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9559204?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9559204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9559204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9559204' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-9502015</id><published>2002-02-07T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-07T19:32:45.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i can be happy &lt;a href="http://geektastic.blogspot.com"&gt;again&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9502015?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9502015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9502015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9502015' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9468181</id><published>2002-02-06T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-06T22:15:04.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets start a sara hate club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read about why i was so pissed tonight &lt;a href="http://geektastic.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9468181?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9468181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9468181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9468181' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9458194</id><published>2002-02-06T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-06T16:57:39.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sara found out about Matt and I... she got really pissed... i was a bit freaked about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tami once again rubbed all her accomplishments in my face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about bye bye birdie and how it will expand her range. she has the crappiest voice ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9458194?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9458194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9458194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9458194' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-9455718</id><published>2002-02-06T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-06T15:40:21.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have a new &lt;a href="http://geektastic.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.. all to myself.. lots of leg room.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry april, im not leaving you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9455718?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9455718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9455718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9455718' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9423307</id><published>2002-02-05T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-05T19:05:26.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been really roller-coastery with my emotions lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been missing jesse.  really bad. &lt;i&gt;bad&lt;/i&gt;.  i want to talk to him so bad.  but i can't, everytime i try nothing ever comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depression is comimg and going faster now.  everything reminds me of jesse.  yet when i think of him, i only think of how he told me to move on, but i can't.  i can't.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried so hard to get him back. i still do want him back.  i dont think shayla realizes this.  i miss him more than anything.  yet he doesnt give a shit about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i could just get a chance to tell him all this i would feel so much better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9423307?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9423307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9423307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9423307' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9415984</id><published>2002-02-05T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-05T15:24:43.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm very happy today. I have a date for Tolo.. im going with my good friend Matt. It should be fun and not stressful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My final went fine i guess... i got like B on it. whoo hoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9415984?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9415984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9415984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9415984' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-9390861</id><published>2002-02-04T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-04T22:13:56.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish&lt;i&gt; i &lt;/i&gt;had an autographed map of june cd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9390861?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9390861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9390861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9390861' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9389790</id><published>2002-02-04T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-04T21:30:17.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Brynn was borned on 16 October 1985. Joey is her biggest crush. She has a boyfriend named Taylor. Brynn's first crush was&lt;br /&gt;Joey. She never had sex before and never watched any porn sites/movies. She never masturbated. She is not bisexual. She likes guys with fair complexion. She still loves her boyfriend. Thing that turns her on the most: lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh brynn, you're so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9389790?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9389790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9389790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9389790' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9378241</id><published>2002-02-04T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-04T15:36:32.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goddamnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just &lt;i&gt;trying&lt;/i&gt; to make my day suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always set myself up for misery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9378241?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9378241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9378241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9378241' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9377763</id><published>2002-02-04T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-04T15:22:14.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my history final wasn't that bad.. it wasnt that good but it was okay.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have been going alright for today..im just waiting for the bad thing to happen...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9377763?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9377763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9377763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9377763' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-9348503</id><published>2002-02-03T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-04T15:23:43.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arr, matey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to shayla's last night.. it was interesting to say the least. i went over and then we went and got some ewan movies; &lt;i&gt;a life less ordinary &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;nightwatch&lt;/i&gt;.. the latter scared the feces outta shayla and angela hehe ^_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah.. after the movies i fell alseep on shayla's bed listening to japanese christmas carols as sung by the cast of sailor moon. [yeehaw] then i woke up at 10:30ish.. watched some &lt;i&gt;fushigi yuugi&lt;/i&gt;, went online, ate stuffs, wasted lotsa time.. then we went to some dress shops in silverdale, saw jesse at big 5 [i swear to you, my heart stopped beating for a good 5 seconds], saw black hawk down.. again. [fuck yeah]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9348503?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9348503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9348503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9348503' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9343918</id><published>2002-02-03T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-03T17:22:16.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I helped work on my dress today and started to clean my room. It should be done within the next 3 weeks.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't studied. I feel so stupid. I need to learn to study for History! Im gonna get screwed with that final. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make up 3 dance classes this week and go to 3... that means dance on mon, tues, wed, and friday. &lt;br /&gt;I lost my ballet slippers. Im not looking forward to being Irenes class.. i have no coordination.. grrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying to decide whether to do track or manage.. im so outta shape it isnt funny. i need to do something though.. it keep me some what sane. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9343918?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9343918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9343918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9343918' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-9316792</id><published>2002-02-02T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-02T18:10:12.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw A Walk To Remember today.. man it was so sad and good.. i recommend it to everybody. I cried... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. im bored.. i should be studying.. but im not. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9316792?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9316792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9316792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9316792' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-9305816</id><published>2002-02-02T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-02T10:12:35.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the concert last night was rockin, i wish i had had a camera =(  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh well, flying or falling rocked..i got a free cd! and of course map of june rocked also.  i can't wait for the next shooow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: i saw beth at the show [vomits violently] i really hate her.. but i also saw amber, this cool senior that was in my painting class, shes crazy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9305816?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9305816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9305816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9305816' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9293186</id><published>2002-02-01T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-01T20:40:58.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a really boring day.. i dunno.. i just still feel stupid over the robert thing.. i should have friggin seen that coming.&lt;br /&gt;in case you are confused...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Beth about still liking Robert even though we don't talk.&lt;br /&gt;She was a kind enough friend and tried to counsel me.&lt;br /&gt;Later I found that he likes her and she likes him. Then i found out she was asking him to homecoming.&lt;br /&gt;then i witnessed the freaking out over the asking out and the asking out itself.&lt;br /&gt;Then I find out that Robert will ask her out at homecoming... and beth doesnt know it.. but everybody else is making a big deal out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nobody thinks i shouldnt be a little pissy over it..&lt;br /&gt;Natalie told me to get over it. Yeah.. easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9293186?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9293186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9293186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9293186' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-9278048</id><published>2002-02-01T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-01T11:18:50.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You're a 2! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: The Peacemaker&lt;br /&gt;Profile: You're always the diplomat when your friends are threatening to go nuclear on each other. Even-keeled and fun to be around, you're everybody's buddy.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky clothing color: White, light blue&lt;br /&gt;Theme song: "Praise You" by Fatboy Slim [i love fatboy slim!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9278048?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9278048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9278048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9278048' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9277794</id><published>2002-02-01T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-01T11:10:30.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't believe 3 people went to that website and filled out that thing!&lt;br /&gt;we have at least 3 readers, april! yeehaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i shall spill those three people's secrets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porter [i don't even know this guy] was borned on 07 December 1979. chris is&lt;br /&gt;his biggest crush. He is currently single. His first crush was emily. He never&lt;br /&gt;had sex before and never watched any porn sites/movies. He never masturbated. He&lt;br /&gt;is not bisexual. He likes girls with fair complexion. Thing that turns him on&lt;br /&gt;the most: neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anthony was borned on 1 July 1986. teri lee is&lt;br /&gt;his biggest crush. He is currently single. His first crush was teri lee. He had&lt;br /&gt;sex before [yeah, right] and enjoys watching porn sites/movies. He never masturbated. He is&lt;br /&gt;not bisexual. He likes girls with fair complexion. Thing that turns him on the&lt;br /&gt;most: her smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christina [wife!] was borned on 12 September 1986.&lt;br /&gt;nick  is her biggest crush. She has a boyfriend named ben. christina's first&lt;br /&gt;crush was bret. She had sex before and enjoys watching porn sites/movies. She&lt;br /&gt;masturbates daily. She is bisexual. She likes guys with dark complexion. She is&lt;br /&gt;confused in her relationship with ben. Thing that turns her on the most: hair&lt;br /&gt;good hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9277794?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9277794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9277794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9277794' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9260460</id><published>2002-01-31T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-31T21:54:13.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why have i been such an ass lately? i suck.  why didn't anyone like, kick my ass or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made up with shayla, i'm glad. &lt;br /&gt;i understand what brad said now, but in a different light; "it's nice not to hate someone all the time anymore."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9260460?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9260460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9260460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9260460' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9259112</id><published>2002-01-31T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-31T21:00:23.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ugh.  i spoke to brad online.. i said some really unnescisarily [sp?] mean things.. then he quickly logged off.. i felt like shit.  i didn't know whether to cry or get mad, so i did both.  and i called brad and apologized.. i felt like shit.  i feel better now though.. he has that healing power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love him but i hate him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9259112?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9259112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9259112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9259112' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9254449</id><published>2002-01-31T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-31T18:29:48.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really hope i can go to the show at the roxy tomarrow.. ;_;  i have to get 5 bux from my mom, which means chores, which sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feces.  she's about to get home, it's almost 6:30..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe how poor we are. it's sad really.  it's supposed to be better soon, rob [mom's ex] is selling the old house, so money is coming our way, hopefully.  yeehaw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9254449?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9254449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9254449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9254449' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9249394</id><published>2002-01-31T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-31T15:51:11.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone, go &lt;a href="http://www.crush007.com/love1.pl?id=1012478540qgl "&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9249394?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9249394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9249394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9249394' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9246316</id><published>2002-01-31T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-31T14:13:53.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finals almost done. Going to sleep, eat, and study for history test.. and read.. and spend money.. and all things bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9246316?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9246316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9246316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9246316' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-9220949</id><published>2002-01-30T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-30T20:28:48.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>brad's going to call me tonight ^_____^&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9220949?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9220949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9220949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9220949' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9185835</id><published>2002-01-29T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-29T21:20:59.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to call brad.  i want to call so bad.  but if i do, i'll feel like a loser.  i call like, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- 5 mins. later --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arg. x.o  i tried to call.. no one answered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9185835?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9185835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9185835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9185835' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9182494</id><published>2002-01-29T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-29T19:33:07.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KawaiiSaty: ....but why'd you have to go and talk to brad about it? x.x oy...he was being all pissy towards me at school today..I'm really getting tired of that. Every freaking day he gets mad at me for one reason or another...x.x oy.&lt;br /&gt;japsparklepunk: because he's my best friend.. it's better than talking to stupid girls who'll take sides.&lt;br /&gt;KawaiiSaty: best friend, eh? hm.&lt;br /&gt;japsparklepunk: girls will tell you what you want to hear.  guys tell you what they really think&lt;br /&gt;KawaiiSaty: that's not true. I tell the truth. That's why people don't like me...because I'm blunt and honest. &lt;br /&gt;japsparklepunk: no, girls are petty&lt;br /&gt;japsparklepunk: you tell lies to april when you don't want to hang out with her&lt;br /&gt;KawaiiSaty: That's not true.&lt;br /&gt;KawaiiSaty: I've told her the truth many a time.&lt;br /&gt;japsparklepunk: she thinks you hate her&lt;br /&gt;KawaiiSaty: most of the time, it's not because I don't want to hang out with her, it's because you, or teri or grace are with me, and THEY don't want to hang out with her. It's my MY place to tell her that it's you guys that don't want her over.&lt;br /&gt;KawaiiSaty: She doesn't think I hate her. I tlak to her all the time.&lt;br /&gt;japsparklepunk: we're all such horrible hypocrites&lt;br /&gt;KawaiiSaty: if you say so.&lt;br /&gt;japsparklepunk: we are.. we all talk to much smack&lt;br /&gt;KawaiiSaty: you are using that "we" term a little too losely.&lt;br /&gt;japsparklepunk: everyone does it.&lt;br /&gt;japsparklepunk: you do too.&lt;br /&gt;japsparklepunk: don't lie.&lt;br /&gt;KawaiiSaty: it's human nature to talk about your problems...that's what friends are there for...or so I thought. Even perfect Brad does it too, you just don't hear it. Don't generalize it just to girls, because you'd be way wrong.&lt;br /&gt;japsparklepunk: i know brad does it.  he talks my damn ear off&lt;br /&gt;japsparklepunk: but girls are the worst about it.&lt;br /&gt;KawaiiSaty: well then wtf are you talking about then? Not all girls do it worst, that would be a lie in itself. Stop generalizing.&lt;br /&gt;japsparklepunk: stop arguing.  i was just saying that we talk smack about our friends too much.&lt;br /&gt;KawaiiSaty: I'm not arguing. I'm defending myself. Excuse me, but when someone attacks not only me, but the female gender in general, I'm going to defend it. you don't like that? i really don't care. &lt;br /&gt;KawaiiSaty: if you don't like my "arguing" than stop talking to me, because I get annoyed when people throw personal attacks.&lt;br /&gt;japsparklepunk: ok then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9182494?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9182494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9182494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9182494' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9176318</id><published>2002-01-29T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-29T16:29:56.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I bounced back from that emotional stabbing pretty fast..not because i wanted to.. but cuz i have to stop dwelling on it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my math finals today... Chapter 6 test.. and 2 Chapters 1-6 tests.. one calculator.. one no calculator.. it was hard.. but i tried.. i remembered a few stuff.. im not worried about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished the damn spanish video today, editing during lunch, 4th period and part of 5th.. thank the lord!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been discussing the Bio final.. but im not freaked out..i think i can BS my way through it tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commence freaking over English test.. will spend rest of day reading julius caesar, doing quotes and trying to memorize.. rosendale can be quite an ass at the drop of a pin.. have to be ready for tricks.. hopefully my grade will stay the same. (93.8 % last time i checked.. need to keep A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked 2 guys to Tolo today.. got rejected and then a maybe if sara doesnt kill me.. i need to go.. need to study and watch gilmore girls ... yay!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9176318?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9176318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9176318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9176318' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-9148740</id><published>2002-01-28T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-28T21:00:17.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like writing a long entry.  if you don't feel like reading it.. go away.  or scroll down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to write [or type] so i can think about this visually.  if that makes sense.. everything is all jumbled in my head, so much stuff to worry about.  let's start with primary problems:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * brad.  i like him.  a lot.  he likes me as a friend. [which is understandable because we're best friends.]  i still like him.  a lot.  i don't think i &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; stop liking him.  this is a problem.  this is because i'm very possesive and when i see people talking to him [or if he talks about talking to other chicks] i get extremely jealous and/or enraged.  yeah, i'm fucked up. &lt;b&gt;depression factor:&lt;/b&gt; 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * finals.  i have technichally 3 of them:  history. art. science.  i also have large tests: english. algebra 2.  this sucks. &lt;b&gt;depression factor&lt;/b&gt;: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; * grades.  they're crappy. history: a- or somewhere around there.. english: c [im guessing there].. algebra 2: b- [because i failed test].. japanese: a- [at least it doesnt suck].. and bio: c- or so..  so thats about.. a high c/low b average, crap. &lt;b&gt;depression factor&lt;/b&gt;: 5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9148740?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9148740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9148740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9148740' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9139471</id><published>2002-01-28T16:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-28T16:19:44.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a good day.. [i didnt even have to use my a.k.] &lt;br /&gt;at least i didnt get my heart broken anyway [wasting time in east new jersey]&lt;br /&gt;guess i could tell you bout the snow-covered roof tops, sunsets, and picturesque backdrops&lt;br /&gt;or how i went and hung out at quick stop and pretended that i was in &lt;i&gt;clerks&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry, but i do not like &lt;a href="http://www.linkinpark.com/"&gt;linkin park&lt;/a&gt;.  they're too overplayed and all their songs sound the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, &lt;a href="http://www.ataris.com"&gt;the ataris&lt;/a&gt;.. there's a band.  and &lt;a href="http://www.tguk.com"&gt;the get up kids&lt;/a&gt;.  and rufio.  and &lt;a href="http://www.mapofjune.com"&gt;map of june&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9139471?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9139471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9139471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9139471' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9139459</id><published>2002-01-28T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-28T16:19:24.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found out something today that shouldn't bother me .. but deep down its like &lt;br /&gt;i shoved my heart in a blender....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth might go to Tolo with Robert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im fine. .... breathe April.. Breathe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9139459?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9139459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9139459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9139459' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-9097345</id><published>2002-01-27T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-27T12:00:26.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now it's snow-raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make up your fucking mind, bill gates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9097345?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9097345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9097345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9097345' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9097324</id><published>2002-01-27T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-27T11:59:54.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was snowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9097324?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9097324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9097324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9097324' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9077633</id><published>2002-01-26T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-26T16:38:48.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the cold is still running rampant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my throat is about to give up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today it snowed... and i cant go anywhere.. im getting cabin fever.. &lt;br /&gt;i want to leave so bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr.... i have nothing to say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9077633?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9077633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9077633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#9077633' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-9057530</id><published>2002-01-25T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-25T20:23:40.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>auswitchz.. if that's how you spell it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today pretty much sucked.. i school sucked, then i stayed after, and i got brad to too.  so we go to the library cuz sensei's a bastard and wouldnt let us stay, and hes like "im gonna go, i'll be right back"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im sittin there working on my art presentation and 20 mins or so goes by, i get pissed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go looking for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to shayla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shayla wearing his coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost it.  i could have died right there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9057530?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9057530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9057530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#9057530' 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type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#9028469' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-9018360</id><published>2002-01-24T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-24T16:03:55.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm all stuffed up today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By some miracle... my logarithm quiz was pushed back to Friday. Thank you Ms. Erickson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to film the rest of the video and we told Tami to meet us there afterschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally she was a dumbass and didn't realize it was a Thursday and we have early release then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called her... and told her we were gonna leave but all she could tell us "I will be there!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat had to leave at 2:30.. we were there from 1:07 to then.. i didnt want to wait for her ass any longer than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we are pushed back a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Ing family needs to get fucking organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Tami fails all her finals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9018360?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9018360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9018360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#9018360' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-9017762</id><published>2002-01-24T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-24T15:40:36.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.hibikibros.com/webcomic/Piro.gif" border="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to be a little depressed at times, and tend to be sarcastic, but all you really want is some love.  You also seem to have trouble in believing in yourself despite how good everyone tells you you are, I mean come on, you're the artist of &lt;A HREF="http://www.megatokyo.com"&gt;Megatokyo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php3?client=webcomic"&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;Which webcartoonist Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love them surveys..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-9017762?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9017762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/9017762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#9017762' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8994689</id><published>2002-01-23T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-23T22:20:06.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't wanna sound like an ass-face, but i told you so april.. i said you would hate it.. and you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good idea.. wear pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;i declare this and next week pajama time..&lt;br /&gt;now i need some cool pj's to wear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im depressed, i can kinda indentify with yer brother there.. i'd be suicidal, but im not that retarded. ts just being rejected that blows.  and rejecting yourself.  nothing like hating yourself.  it'd help if i weren't so goddamn ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;im making this blog long cuz i have nother better to do.  so deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm.. my dad (and my step-mom) probably hate my fucking guts because i haven't called in over a week now.  they're gonna shoot me.  god i suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just made a cd.. every time i make a cd i usually mess it up somehow.. or just make it really shitty. this one is no exception.. i have songs by the same artist right after eachother like three times.. it sounds like hell, but the music is good.  mixed cd's are all about presentation.  if it doesen't grab me by the balls (that is, if i had balls), it gets lost in the depths of my many cd cases.  there are some burned cds i havent even listened to before.. im so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not really stressed about finals.. i probably should be.  i also probably should be reading the 4th act of julius caesar.  but im not. i should probably also be doing the many lessons of math i didnt do this chapter.. and trying to figure out what the fuck an imaginary number is anyway.. (&lt;i&gt;i &lt;/i&gt;squared = -1, or some shit..) but im not. i probably shouldn't worry about brad, and whatever's going on there.. but i am.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i probably should be happy for tony and teri.  &lt;br /&gt;but im not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8994689?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8994689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8994689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#8994689' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8991121</id><published>2002-01-23T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-23T20:04:51.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't talk much. Must force myself to do the 6 lesson worksheets i haven't done yet... and dive into the lovely world of logarithms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy my sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother is depressed and suicidal.. and its effecting the whole house. I'm getting stressed.. and i am not enjoying school these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sick.. Finals week is coming up.. i predict i will gain five pounds and wear only my pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who the hell gives a sophomore 5 fucking finals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEEZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April's Lesson of the Day #11 i think "School sucks.. take easy classes.. unless everything in school is easy for you.. lucky bitch"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8991121?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8991121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8991121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#8991121' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-8990319</id><published>2002-01-23T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-23T19:40:29.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my day mostly sucked.. then i saw brad after 6th.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog of the day: &lt;a href="http://happyfunpundit.blogspot.com/"&gt;happy fun pundit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8990319?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8990319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8990319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#8990319' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8957713</id><published>2002-01-22T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-22T21:13:01.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KawaiiSaty: you know what? I hate it when you're just crazy about a person, and then they tell you all about who they like...and they seem to be flaunting it in your face..it really sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats rich.. really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8957713?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8957713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8957713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#8957713' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8924295</id><published>2002-01-21T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-21T21:53:10.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://geekular.org/sbsp-quiz.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://geekular.org/sbsp-02.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.half-asleep.com/pooh/interact/quiz/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.half-asleep.com/pooh/interact/quiz/pooh.gif" width="300" height="175" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" bgcolor="#DDDEDA" bordercolor="#000000"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="400"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kimburk.f2s.com/cgi-bin/quiz/arnold.gif" width="60" height="60"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;You are &lt;strong&gt;Arnold&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="1" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're mellow, helpful, and a bold kid. Everybody loves you. Except Helga. Seriously. She hates your guts.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="1" face="Verdana"&gt;take the &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimburk.f2s.com/cgi-bin/quiz/demo1.htm"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000FF" size="1" face="Verdana"&gt;what hey arnold! character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="1" face="Verdana"&gt; test&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://geekular.org/geek-quiz.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://geekular.org/geekular.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8924295?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8924295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8924295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#8924295' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8907646</id><published>2002-01-21T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-21T21:30:41.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one of my nostrils is completely plugged with mucus.  one is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now for my feeble attempt to entertain you: lyrics that describe my past week of living..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i don't have to listen to you, so don't you fuckin tell me what to do.."&lt;br /&gt;"there's a lot on my mind, so i guess i'll just take one thing at a time.."&lt;br /&gt;"don't hate me, cuz i'm still in love you.."&lt;br /&gt;"no matter what you do, some things never change.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8907646?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8907646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8907646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#8907646' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8874308</id><published>2002-01-20T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-20T11:12:12.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well.. im back from the Federal Way Debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did okay in IR... something id be interested in continuing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tami and Heidi got 3rd place.. meaning they trophied.. meaning it will be something i will hear about from tami til i die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean.. im proud and all.. but don't be cocky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day was pretty crazy.. it was filled with pixie sticks, egyptian rat screw, hot pockets, code red, and sparkling grape juice and apple cider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actual debate was kind of interesting.... people keep asking me whether id do it.. and im not sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrrr.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8874308?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8874308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8874308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#8874308' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-8865897</id><published>2002-01-20T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-20T01:04:46.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh goddd..&lt;br /&gt;why art thou so cruel to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to the mall.. bought some shiit.. came home, shayla calls.  from graces party.  so i go w/ teri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah.. it's entertaining enough.. shayla, teri and i get to talkin about current issues (aka my private life)..&lt;br /&gt;i mention something about jesse hating me and how brad doesnt like me and it drives me insane.. shayla says jesse's mad at me cuz i broke up with him and went out with his best friend..(well excuuuuse me!)  and im sittin there thinkin.. wait a minute.. &lt;i&gt;he has no right to be mad&lt;/i&gt;.  if anyone does it should be me, because he lashed out at brad.  and jesse's the one who told me to "move on" in the first place.  and thats just what i fucking did.  i moved on.  and now &lt;i&gt;he's&lt;/i&gt; mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's all this shit shaylas saying about how brads "just confused" about everything.  he doesnt wanna lose me as "a friend".  and then she happens to mention that he likes other girls, but he wouldnt tell her who.  and i cant even tell you how much that made me wanna punch her head in.  im sitting there, fucking broken heart and shes going on about how hard life is with 4 guys liking her, one being brad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://students.washington.edu/durandal/shawisland/images/ep1.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been in the midst of step 3 for quite some time now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8865897?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8865897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8865897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#8865897' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8855900</id><published>2002-01-19T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-19T16:57:14.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to go to graces b-day party tonight with teri.. *stabs eyes out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to barnes and noble to spend my gift card.. 25 bones yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer your cell phone, brynnnnnn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8855900?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8855900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8855900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_13_archive.html#8855900' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8803611</id><published>2002-01-17T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-17T20:21:25.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the thing with brad fell through.. we're too good of friends for it to werk.. i guess.  at least thats what he said it was.. i have a feeling he's still holding out for shayla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. gotta find another man.. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;font color="red"&gt;love&lt;/font&gt; you, anthony..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8803611?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8803611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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The idea is to make you walk by and go: 'Oh my God, that's disgusting, I can never support the meat industry every again.' Me, I walk by and think: 'Boy, sucks to be you, Cow. Now where's my damn steak?'" - &lt;a href="http://www.zachstroum.com"&gt;zach stroum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's just spiffy, is it not? he reminds me of myself.. except hes a boy, and boys have cooties, ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like doing this mini-survey thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date of Birth: 09.23.86&lt;br /&gt;Height: 4' 11 3/4''&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: brown, like poop&lt;br /&gt;Dating Status: "i got a man.."&lt;br /&gt;Occupation: student/geek&lt;br /&gt;School: olympic kookoo no, kookooichinensei (sophomore)&lt;br /&gt;Hometown: bremerton, wa.  woop woop&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Food: don't have one at the moment.. feel like i'm gonna vomit&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Color: blue, green, red&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Anime: neon genesis evangelion, ah! my goddess, ceres: celestial legend&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Drink: definately &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; carribean rum&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Subject: uhh.. they all suck.&lt;br /&gt;Obsessed with: music - emo, punk&lt;br /&gt;Plays: guitar and violin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8771725?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8771725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8771725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_13_archive.html#8771725' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8734985</id><published>2002-01-15T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-15T19:46:38.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh gee, be happy april.. my problems are just as sucky x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let ME tell YOU why, m'kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) dispite the fact that the guy i've liked for over a year asked me out less that 4 days ago, im having doubts whether HE really likes me&lt;br /&gt;2) i also have the final in bio&lt;br /&gt;3) im afraid im pretty much failing english, and close to failing bio&lt;br /&gt;4) i have to do a book report in a day&lt;br /&gt;5) i have to memorize a thing from julius caesar tonight.. heh.. i get to say sex&lt;br /&gt;6) wanting to vomit when i see nicole and jesse together *hangs self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go&lt;br /&gt;later gator&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8734985?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8734985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8734985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_13_archive.html#8734985' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8713093</id><published>2002-01-15T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-15T06:47:45.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week has to be the suckiest week ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting totally dumped on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1). Bye, Bye Birdie and the fact that tami has to slip it in that she was casted and i wasnt and she has to talk about her debate successes.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Robert and Mia (im just seriously jealous)&lt;br /&gt;3.) Eric and Chanel- I don't know why.. i just feel like a complete idiot.&lt;br /&gt;4.) AP Historys test that had nothing to fucking due with what i studied.&lt;br /&gt;5.) Memorizing Shakespeare and doing a book report for english &lt;br /&gt;6.) Bio final starting on Wed&lt;br /&gt;7.) Having to memorize an entire skit.. and finishing the damn intro for lord Tami&lt;br /&gt;8.) Spanish Video work.. its getting a bit annoying..&lt;br /&gt;9.) Being told by Tami that my stuff for oral interpretation was "a human atrocity"&lt;br /&gt;10.) feeling so sick.. yet i still have to go to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April's Lesson of Day #11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Waking up with a headache, sore throat, plugged up ears, painful sinuses, and upset stomach and then going to school is the worst fucking thing to do"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see how today goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i decided id rather get on here than get ready.&lt;br /&gt;its a no makeup day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do i have to lose?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8713093?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8713093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8713093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_13_archive.html#8713093' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-8662709</id><published>2002-01-13T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-13T16:29:25.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for those of you who don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tami made Bye Bye Birdie and I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. isn't that just special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April's Lesson of Day #10&lt;br /&gt;"Nice Guys dont finish last.. they get knocked over by slutty girls that are chinese and have big boobs"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8662709?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8662709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8662709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_13_archive.html#8662709' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-8657710</id><published>2002-01-13T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-13T12:51:47.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*is almost done with book report book*&lt;br /&gt;*does dorky dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don worry, be happy, april.. ri ruv roo&lt;br /&gt;if i were producing a play you'd be all the characters =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps - tami sucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8657710?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8657710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8657710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_13_archive.html#8657710' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8653698</id><published>2002-01-13T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-13T09:46:14.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today we are gonna have a whip cream fight in the staff parking lot of Oly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we are gonna get graded on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never thought id say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a good thing nat, tami, and me are so creative.. and sen.von lets us do what we want to..... otherwise.. my life would really suck....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye birdie people havent called... grrrr.... i hate rejection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April's Lesson of Day #9 "Patience is a bitch"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8653698?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8653698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8653698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_13_archive.html#8653698' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-8638631</id><published>2002-01-12T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-12T17:30:49.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoo boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wants to see brad really really bad*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go seattle with him today, but i guess that fell through, he never called ;_; and then i called him and he twas gone, what a bastard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8638631?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8638631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8638631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_06_archive.html#8638631' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8619540</id><published>2002-01-11T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-11T21:19:57.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*does dorky dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so brad + me equal us..  wow, never thought i'd say that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i know is ive waited a freakin year for him.  thank god he finally likes me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8619540?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8619540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8619540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_06_archive.html#8619540' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8619134</id><published>2002-01-11T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-11T21:01:06.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im just confused lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im trying to figure out what is morally good.. about my whole eric situation thing... and i don't want to feel guilty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized how much i hate other people's opinions.. but i constantly take them into consideration. Im very weak... i always feel weak for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have a week where i dont care about other peoples opinions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me have a little fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April's Lesson of Day #8 "just when you think things are stable... the plot thickens!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8619134?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8619134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8619134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_06_archive.html#8619134' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-8590805</id><published>2002-01-10T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-10T22:02:33.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn blogger.  down for freakin 2 days..or 3..whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, life's slow.  this week has been excruciatingly (damn, thats a big word) slow.  my brain is slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i skipped 4th period on tuesday.  jesse got mad/worried.  shayla was a little mad too.  but no one else cared.&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats why i did it, not just so i could hang out with my friends in their lunches, but so people would pay attention to me.  i hate being ignored and even worse, hated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i guess thats my problem.  i constantly crave attention.  i hate it, it sounds like im so self cetered.  im not, i just need to feel loved all the time, or else i feel useless, like no one wants me here.  i guess thats why it didnt work out with jesse, we just stopped hanging out together, showing affection, all that crap.. and i thought he didnt like/need me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;site of the day: &lt;a href="http://www.asmallvictory.net/blogger.html"&gt;let's get this marmaduke naked&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8590805?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8590805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8590805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_06_archive.html#8590805' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8551078</id><published>2002-01-09T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-10T21:50:40.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't posted in a few days. Heres whats on the agenda....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Memorize Julius Caesar stuff... and book report&lt;br /&gt;2. very pissed at Mrs. Richerson over Bio Test grade.&lt;br /&gt;3. work on spanish video tomorrow.. scene w/ chris and jess "making out"&lt;br /&gt;4. AP test.. Mon.&lt;br /&gt;5. lessons for math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorize stuff for duo w/ Tami.. be manly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaked out about showing my Interpretive Reading thing for I.E.s.. must talk to Heidi about how im doing... on Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my audition for "Bye, Bye, Birdie" on Sunday.. got called back for final audition.. find out how that went on the weekend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just lots of stuff to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April's Lesson of Day # 7 (I just realized i had 2 number fives!)&lt;br /&gt;"No matter how busy and stressful your life is, nobody gives a flying fuck!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8551078?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8551078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8551078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_06_archive.html#8551078' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-8471914</id><published>2002-01-06T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-06T19:44:38.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i showered. and took a crap.. i feel better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i just might fall asleep at a decent hour tonight and wake up, god forbid, on time and not miss the damn bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..school..i guess i'm looking forward to it.. that's the kind of geek i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8471914?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8471914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8471914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2002_01_06_archive.html#8471914' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8443908</id><published>2002-01-05T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-05T17:55:37.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man.. i always feel so tired now...im doing laundry right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Barnes and Noble last night. .. nobody was there but Colonel.. so He,Heidi and I took a field trip to Target.&lt;br /&gt;that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Applebee's smells really bad though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Natalie's house for Spanish video work.. but found out that Tami was in Seattle........ she has the junk and we couldnt do much but schedule days for works and we played monopoly.. Caroline kicked my ass at it. I went totally bankrupt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel hungry.. just have a tummy ache and very tired... maybe ill go to sleep early tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April's Lesson of Day # 5&lt;br /&gt;"Don't buy too much property in Monopoly.. it really screws you over!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8443908?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8443908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8443908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_30_archive.html#8443908' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-8443094</id><published>2002-01-05T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-05T17:19:25.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wee.. today was boringer than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went grocery shoppin with mama.. i still feel sick, like i'm gonna vomit any minute.. sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm finally better, no more near-suicidal depression for heather! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8443094?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8443094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8443094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_30_archive.html#8443094' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8423858</id><published>2002-01-04T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-04T20:55:09.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh dear.. april's gonna die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, yeah.. my life is boring.. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9.. called teri and brynn.  teri came over.. brynn came over.. i called tony.. we went to tony's and i ran up and rang the doorbell because teri and brynn were chicken shit..  yeah.. then.. we took teri home.. brynn and i went to value village.. teri came back.. some more shit happened.. and now im here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. so.. tony better get online soon.. you little mustard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8423858?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8423858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8423858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_30_archive.html#8423858' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8395072</id><published>2002-01-03T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-03T21:11:07.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I have too much crap to do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April's New Checklist for  (Things to do in the next 3 days).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. AP....Finish Chapter 18 and 19.. really reading and note taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Learn Damn "My Favorite Things" for Audition.. w/ Heidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. IEs for Debate&lt;br /&gt;a. Work and finish Dual w/ Heidi&lt;br /&gt;b. find another selection for *Eating/Trickery* Oral Interp.. and trim it down to 8 minutes and practice.&lt;br /&gt;(these have to be ready for showing this week.....Debate on 1/11 and 1/12...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Spanish Video on Saturday. .. rework schedule w/ everybody so Tami and I dont have to work on Mon. and Tues... cuz there is a debate on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRR TOOO MUCH STUFFFFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April's Lesson Of Day #5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't wait til the last damn minute to do stuff.. seriously.. its the worst thing you can do to yourself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8395072?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8395072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8395072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_30_archive.html#8395072' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-8387578</id><published>2002-01-03T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-03T16:09:12.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>werd, my friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored like janet reno.. teri/april are supposed to call, we're supposed to go over to teri's..*shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i slept for 14 hours.. when i got up i dragged myself (and my stereo) down to the the garage and excersized for an hour or so.. i did everything i could think of from weight training class.. i did 180 crunches w/ an 11 pound weight.. yay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said.. i'm bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8387578?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8387578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8387578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_30_archive.html#8387578' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8364484</id><published>2002-01-02T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-02T20:55:23.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just took a shower..i smelled.. heh ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i've had an exceptional time since my last blog.. monday i spent the night at shayla's for new year's and we had a par-tay..whoo! then i we watched anime the whole of new year's day. then i spent the night again and we woke up at 1pm and went to the mall in the back of a pickup truck..O.o.. then rode the bus home.  fun fun..  then more anime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhoozle, i leave you now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8364484?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8364484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8364484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_30_archive.html#8364484' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8354961</id><published>2002-01-02T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-02T14:40:58.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, its the New Year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any resolutions..&lt;br /&gt;all i know is that i have a shitload of stuff to do that I don't want to do.&lt;br /&gt;Finish AP reading. about 50 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get ready for my audition with BCT for Bye Bye Birdie... learn my song and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure out what the hell is going on with my I.E.s.. and whether Heidi is working with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work on the Spanish video con Natalie and Tami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course tami is gone. so we can't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April's Lesson of Day #4&lt;br /&gt;"Burned CDs kick ass.. they get you through the bad times!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8354961?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8354961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8354961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_30_archive.html#8354961' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-8265162</id><published>2001-12-29T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-29T18:53:01.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh april.. you little whore ^_^  j/k&lt;br /&gt;ruv roo..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, hmm.. a lot of stuff has happened in the last week..&lt;br /&gt;most of it i don't even wanna write about, it disturbs me too much..;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy things, happy things..&lt;br /&gt;umm.. i got a new shirt.. it's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life isn't exactly spectacular right now.. shayla's been a good friend through my tough times ^__^&lt;br /&gt;arigatoo gozaimasu, shayla-chan.. ri ruv roo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8265162?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8265162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8265162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_23_archive.html#8265162' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8264882</id><published>2001-12-29T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-29T18:37:38.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to Seattle with Teri and Grace yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;It was cool, but I always feel that Grace hates me or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really pissed them off because I went to Barnes and Noble with Tami and Heidi instead of spending the night at Grace's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to go to the book store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the usual people were there:Heidi, Aaron, Eric, Colonel (Mike), this John guy, Marko... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (Eric, Tami, Marko, and I) left early and drove around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April's Lesson of Day #4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Being in the parking lot of the shop area of Central Kitsap High with 2 people mauling each other in the backseat of a Jeep at 11 at night after drinking a Godiva Hot Cocoa is a very disturbing situation"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did learn a good lesson though.&lt;br /&gt;Necking is interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8264882?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8264882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8264882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_23_archive.html#8264882' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-8091052</id><published>2001-12-20T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-20T20:06:45.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello there peoples..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i: got the highest score out of the class on a hard-ass history test, went to raymon's house to watch &lt;a href="http://www25.brinkster.com/manofthehour"&gt;moth&lt;/a&gt; practice, got mooned three times, listened to funny stories from tim and raymon, went home, wife phoned, she came over with her new boyfiend, we called alex, went over to his house to give him a x-mas present, stayed for a while, ended up giving him a ride to his tennis thingy, honked at tony's house, and came home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a great day..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8091052?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8091052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8091052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_16_archive.html#8091052' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-8078401</id><published>2001-12-20T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-20T10:49:13.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alas its very cool today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorta. Winter break is coming up. tomorrow is the last day before! In less than a week, christmas is here. bitchin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out my secret santa today. it was really easy. everybody kept getting all pissed though because i was trying to deduce who it was. i knew it was shannon&lt;br /&gt;"Honest people are very bad liers.. very easy to figure out."&lt;br /&gt;April'sLesson of the day #3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-8078401?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8078401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/8078401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_16_archive.html#8078401' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-7972513</id><published>2001-12-16T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-16T11:17:16.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lala..all's well in heather-land..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i: got a fake tree, put it together, ran to aprils in the rain just to find out she's at teri's, talked to tony and alex and brynn, went to DQ with brynn at 10:30, honked at tony's house, came home, decorated the tree, ate a fried egg sandwich and rice and some english muffins, talked to tony some more, played the sims, went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to: "mass pike", the get up kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking: i need to pee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-7972513?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7972513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7972513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_16_archive.html#7972513' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-7958188</id><published>2001-12-15T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-17T21:59:33.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>golly april that sure is swell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone seen a stray boyfriend?  he was last seen thursday evening, he didn't come to school friday and is unreachable by phone.  he's tall, skinny, needs a haircut, brown hair, blue eyes..levi has informed me that he has not been able to contact him either.  he's a timid animal and needs to be found as soon as possible. thanks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho..went to my dad's (projectile vomits) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhh.. i actually have nothing to talk about..im such a loser..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-7958188?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7958188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7958188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_09_archive.html#7958188' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-7883910</id><published>2001-12-12T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-12T18:43:14.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow.. I've actually sat my ass down and forced myself to do homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a fucking machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take assignment, read, comprehend, do, put away. pick up another assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Not because I want to .. because of damn progress reports&lt;br /&gt;and the fact if i dont work ill fail my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel stupid now after playing truth or dare in the car. This guy named Eric had to french kiss me.. and it was gross.. but he did it.. and later when he talked to Heidi (he either had to kiss me or her) he told her he was glad she said no and all this stuff about his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel slutty and stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i don't like him. I don't. Its more of a looking up to thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be seen as stupid or slutty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Rocky Horror will perk me up. If I can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't overanalyze everything" (April's Lesson of the Day # 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to History. Then to FST.. then ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-7883910?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7883910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7883910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_09_archive.html#7883910' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-7856860</id><published>2001-12-11T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-11T20:46:46.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh gee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey..my head itches..oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if brynn didn't remember..i swear..death come to brynn..DEATH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyscrew..you've gotta hear these lyrics tony has on his profile on aim, its the sweetest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;I heard her voice today its still ringing in my ears &lt;br /&gt;who cares what she said its just the thought that she was standing ohh so near &lt;br /&gt;and i believe &lt;br /&gt;shes gonna love me one day &lt;br /&gt;despite the fact her and all her friends laugh behind my back &lt;br /&gt;and its o.k. &lt;br /&gt;because one day &lt;br /&gt;they'll all see &lt;br /&gt;she caught me staring in the hall today &lt;br /&gt;just shook her head as i smiled and waved &lt;br /&gt;finally i think she noticed me &lt;br /&gt;if she'd look at whats inside instead of making fun she'd see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god! its so cute! i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-7856860?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7856860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7856860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_09_archive.html#7856860' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-7821026</id><published>2001-12-10T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-10T18:01:33.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have already learned that lesson, ha! brynn chauffers me around in her lovely car..with hawaiian seat covers, im lovin it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: brynn i swear if you dont do what i told you to you're going to hell, wait you already are! ha! sorry forgot!..well you get a good ass-butta'in if you dont, so there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyscrew, im tired and cold..so someone betta get on soon, if ya know what i mean, yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;werd out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-7821026?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7821026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7821026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_09_archive.html#7821026' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-7817269</id><published>2001-12-10T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-10T15:40:29.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow.. ummm.. i didnt do my homework. I went bowling and swimming and to TCBY and then we played truth or dare in the parking lot of barnes and noble and the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends with cars kick ass, (April's Lesson of Day #1)&lt;br /&gt;Im out yo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-7817269?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7817269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7817269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_09_archive.html#7817269' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-7780852</id><published>2001-12-09T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-09T11:16:26.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow..lots of shit to do this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to do it.&lt;br /&gt;want to lay on ass.&lt;br /&gt;Its sunday... crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some biology... FST (im fucking far behind!!) and History to do. and I'm not talking little stuff. Studying and reading and doing about 10 assignments for FST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to shop for my secret santa. thats not gonna get done.. ill tell you that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to buy my shit for dance. which won't get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get ready for christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to go bowling w/ Tami and Heidi and debate people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to go to the Bethlehem play thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say this while i waste time typing at the computer in my pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-7780852?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7780852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7780852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_09_archive.html#7780852' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13595079055238027572</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-3218239.post-7780841</id><published>2001-12-09T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-09T11:16:23.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>volunteer opportunites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;viking fest in poulsbo&lt;/b&gt;, may 17, 18, 19, 2002&lt;br /&gt;#: 779-FEST&lt;br /&gt;volunteers needed for banners, marketing, booths, event set-up and take down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;american cancer society - disovery shop (a consignment shop, like value village, score!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shop opening in 2002, hiring now&lt;br /&gt;#: 373-1025&lt;br /&gt;4 hour shifts, not paid (this is volunteer work, freak)&lt;br /&gt;volunteers needed to: sell, sort, price, wash and iron clothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-7780841?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7780841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7780841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_09_archive.html#7780841' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-7780164</id><published>2001-12-09T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-09T10:41:42.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh gee..im not very good at keeping up with these things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyscrew, i was looking through volunteer opportunities in the county.. (yeah yeah go ahead and laugh) and and and! i found an opening for camera operators at the local public access channel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok yeah, laugh some more.. but! none of you know my secret dream to be a film director/producer/writer/anything having to do with the movie-making process.  well, most of you do.  anyscrew, im gonna go.  bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-7780164?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7780164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7780164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_12_09_archive.html#7780164' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</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-3218239.post-7372839</id><published>2001-11-24T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-09T11:07:19.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ass..i hate being sick.  i caught the flu from my mom..and my uncle and my brother.  bastards.  they're all laughing at me too.  now mom says i can't go to amanda's party.  i actually wanted to go too.  shiiiit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;converse all star core ox - size 6 - red  ..hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was an eventful day..did a lot of uninteresting shit (no one likes that, ya know)  i ran errands with my parents from here to australia.  (no lie!)  at the end of the day all i got out of it was shoes (converse all star core ox - size 6 - red  ..hell yeah)..  spent every cent i have in my possesion buying them damn things.  oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;werd out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218239-7372839?l=lerk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7372839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218239/posts/default/7372839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lerk.blogspot.com/2001_11_18_archive.html#7372839' title=''/><author><name>geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02909664374967033992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
