<?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-4163595096660420335</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:39:58.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Dreams and Beautiful Nightmares</title><subtitle type='html'>I aint goin' nowhere</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-7297189454109233007</id><published>2009-12-08T12:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T12:41:35.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So ready</title><content type='html'>so ready to go home and get away from all this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-7297189454109233007?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/7297189454109233007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-ready.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/7297189454109233007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/7297189454109233007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-ready.html' title='So ready'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-588660919622849409</id><published>2009-12-06T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T23:28:26.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girrrl</title><content type='html'>"if i was your girl oh the things i'd do to you, but i'm not, so i can't, then i won't but if i was your girl..."&lt;br /&gt;OH ERICK ELIAS....you hunk of a man you, teasing me with those eyes through those classes. With your bulging muscles. MMmMMmM, doin it and doin it and doin it well. Saw him Friday and INSTANTLY smiled. He is the new BC..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget that other anime NERD...why don't you move your ass to JAPAN beotch.I am soo mean, i hope he doesn't read this. Or i'll feel kinda bad. but not bad enough to stop being mean. "look at the castle its so pretty!" nerd-"but not as pretty as you." Me-"aww that was cute babe." 10 days later i get dumped...ASSHOLE. I can be sooooooooo mean right now but i know there's other people that read this so i won't say things about him i'm sure he doesn't want other people to know....but hehe.&lt;br /&gt;TEXT OF THE DAY- &lt;br /&gt;"well i know a bunch of people that wanna shoot you but i won't say any names ;)" &lt;br /&gt;bahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm serious when I go to mexico i'm gunna go buck wild. hahaha. DROPPIN VAGINA PANTIES! (ok not thaaaat wild) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...Marcos likes me :/&lt;br /&gt;too bad i'll NEVER like him&lt;br /&gt;too bad i'm NOT going to his b-day dinner&lt;br /&gt;too bad for him he's WEIRDDDDD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh i am just being a meanie tonight. i need to stop. ok stopped&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-588660919622849409?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/588660919622849409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/12/girrrl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/588660919622849409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/588660919622849409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/12/girrrl.html' title='Girrrl'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-5061739502064287051</id><published>2009-12-05T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T17:11:40.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OVER IT</title><content type='html'>So over the "thug love"&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i can ever picture myself being turned on by a black penis aaaaaaaaaahhh this is sooo bad. But its true. I dont ever wanna ride a black penis...maybe Bry. but not me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm into the Latin Lovers now..mhm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is horrible for more than 1 reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay ay ay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-5061739502064287051?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/5061739502064287051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/12/over-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/5061739502064287051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/5061739502064287051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/12/over-it.html' title='OVER IT'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-3096656443538160190</id><published>2009-12-01T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T02:33:49.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little update</title><content type='html'>So i thought i should update since i haven't in like 4 days. &lt;br /&gt;Well being home has been a blast! I've haven't laughed this hard in ages!!! Whether its with the neighbors or with the family or with Deb, Bridge and Bry watching "Grandmas Cookies"... I've been laughing sooo much! Like today i rolled off the couch and was just on the carpet snort laughing hahaha. Being home really makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I don't want to go back to LB yet to face reality. Finals, studying, homework, work and oh yeah i'm single now. What to do with that extra free time i spent on Aaron? I'm sure i'll find something. It just sucks. Yeah i'm getting over it. But i'm gunna miss being in a relationship. I liked having something to look forward too. I liked having a boyfriend to hold hands with and to kiss.It was nice. But OH WELL..guess it just wasn't meant to be. I was so excited that he was gunna come today to see kelly. I don't know how many times i wrote about or talked about how excited i was for him to come. Yeah i'm still excited about the concert...but its all so different now. I must admit i do miss him. I mean it's only natural to miss him right? Just because we broke up doesn't mean i don't still like him cause i do. I shouldn't. I should still be mad at him and i should hate him but i don't, i can't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sooo easy for me to forgive people. I just can't stay mad at anyone for more than a day. Is it weird i still wanna be friends with him? Is it weird that i'd still want to hang out with him? I should give it a while before i see him. Plus i'm sure he's not like dying to see me anytime soon anyways. I need to stop thinking about this. But it's the first time I've been dumped. It hurts. I still think about it everyday. I'm like wow i can't believe we're not together anymore...IT SUCKS!!! It'll just take time...nothing but time. Not like i'm depressed or anything.I don't cry over it anymore. I'm fine. I just wish that things hadn't turned out the way they did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna date a thug...not like a literal gang banging, criminal. But a guy that's like into hip hop and nice cars. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA i can't believe i'm saying this. But i've always wanted to be someones "baby girl" hahahahahahaha i'm cracking up OOOOK this is hilarious. I want someone to dedicate r&amp;b songs to me. :starts singing: baby girl, you know my situation, and you know that sometimes i get inpatient. hahaha that was FABULOUS (the artist not the line from the song)I wanna date someone with lots of money who'll take me out to expensive places and buy me nice clothes. hahaha ok now i sound like a gold digger...:sings: She'll take my money...when i'm in need.  &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with someone where money isn't an issue haha. i want some Bonnie and Clyde love haha WOW i need to stop. Nick Hubbardish type of guys....except Nick is white.You know...even a hot latino would be nice. I used to say i'd never date a GB but i'm reconsidering. ooOoOo like the hot guy that comes in to the c-store who is from Spain...AY AY AY CHICO ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'm just horny....hahaha no no kidding!&lt;br /&gt;i do not hooch around....NO HUSSY HERE. If i was i'd just call Micah for an easy booty call. That's all he ever wanted anyways...good thing i never gave it up!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Anyways...i've been looking at flights to Mexico for next summer. The cheapest tickets i've found are 525 which is not bad at all. I reallllllyy want to go like reeeeaaallllyyyy bad.I haven't seen my fam in like 9 years...IT'S TIME! I really hope i do go this summer. Find me a hot Mexican to hook up with haha. Kelly Clarkson's I do not hook up WILL NOT APPLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK i MUST sleep now. Going over to Vero's very early to help her some some Arts n crafts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KELLY IN A FEW HOURRRSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-3096656443538160190?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/3096656443538160190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-update.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/3096656443538160190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/3096656443538160190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-update.html' title='A little update'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-4649030141723431761</id><published>2009-11-27T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T00:33:40.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh YeSSSS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/Sw-Ozwd9R8I/AAAAAAAAACA/L8uzQn6ajEU/s1600/1126091950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/Sw-Ozwd9R8I/AAAAAAAAACA/L8uzQn6ajEU/s200/1126091950.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408698697330280386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a great great thanksgiving. I helped mom cook...so proud of myself. I felt soo domesticated! Actually the whole fam helped cook something. We had dinner at around 5:30. It was PHENOMENAL. We had all the usual thanksgiving dishes. Plus some grilled zucchini and corn bread. Everything was great. No one over ate or over stuffed themselves which was good. We had to save room for dessert. We went over to Bry's ex-in-laws house.Everyone was so delighted to see us. We took over some champoo, bry's homemade pumpkin pie and a bottle of wine. Some home wreckin went down with Cuk's new girlfriend. hahahaha. Oh funny thing...Mari asked me," So how's your boyfriend?" Me-"Uhhh NON-EXISTENT HAHAHA." Good times all together. Laughed sooo hard today to the point of falling on the ground and just rolling around laughing. I love my family. We are all sooooooooooooo hilarious and scandalous when we're together. such a RIOT! I feel sooo much better about the whole "getting dumped" situation. Some things in life weren't meant to be but you just gotta pick yourself up and move on. I even told Aaron to have a nice thanksgiving with his fam and i asked him "friends?" and he said "friends sounds great." So it's all good between us. I realized that i too am still young and getting into a relationship wouldn't of been an ideal situation for me anyways. School needs to be put first. So many things going on in the next few days so this break will be very fun-filled! Going to see some friends and old neighbors. Kelly on Tuesday...CAN'T FREAKIN WAIT. 3RD ROW BAAAAAAABBBYYYY! &lt;3ing being in Visalia right now. God is good, so so so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i craving stuffing again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-4649030141723431761?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/4649030141723431761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/ahhh-yessss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/4649030141723431761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/4649030141723431761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/ahhh-yessss.html' title='Ahhh YeSSSS'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/Sw-Ozwd9R8I/AAAAAAAAACA/L8uzQn6ajEU/s72-c/1126091950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-8065403900428074367</id><published>2009-11-26T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T03:32:38.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosmo</title><content type='html'>Cosmo knows whats up! They answered my questions...i totally get it now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-8065403900428074367?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/8065403900428074367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/cosmo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/8065403900428074367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/8065403900428074367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/cosmo.html' title='Cosmo'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-5426816071163201156</id><published>2009-11-25T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T15:49:40.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I NEED to vent, here it goes...</title><content type='html'>Please excuse my language but in this situation some improper language is a MUST.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like this is a WHAT THE FUCK situation. I feel like i got screwed over really bad and boy does it hurt. Yeah i know we were only together for 2 months but i had feelings invested in him since like March. So yeah, i'm crushed. Maybe not heartbroken since i can't say i was "in love" with him or anything but i was definitely starting to fall for him. I thought this was going to be something great. I wanted to make him happy, i wanted to love him and i wanted to feel loved back. I was going to put my all into this. But guess what, he didn't want it. He had something good standing right in front of him and he didn't want it. It's like WOW are you that dumb. I can't believe he let a good thing like this just pass him by. I just don't understand how you can go to wanting a girlfriend one week and the next you want out. Everything was so great at first. I had such a good feeling about him. He seemed like such a nice guy, like a guy who would never do this to me. But what happened...he turned out to be just like every other guy. He said he's not ready for a serious relationship and he wasn't ready to commit. But SHIT it's not like we were serious. I wasn't all like "Aaron i love you so much i wanna be with you foreverrrrr." NO nothing like that. It wasn't even serious yet. I was just taking it day by day. Yeah i was hoping that it turned into something serious but not right away, not this soon. It was going to take time. He knew going into this that i didn't wanna get hurt, that i didn't wanna waste my time with someone who was just going to hurt me. HE KNEW IT but he had to go and do it anyways. WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK AARON. MY gosh i am sooooooooooo pissed. Like soooooooooo pissed. He said all he wanted to do was "go out" and meet new people. He realized he was "still young" and didn't wanna worry about hurting a girlfriend every time he went out with his friends. Oh man where should i start..&lt;br /&gt;1ST OF ALL- GO OUT? what are you some party boy now. are you gunna go out and pick up chicks at the bar or something. like seriously? You're not the out-going type AT ALLL. so good luck meeting new girls.&lt;br /&gt;2nd- yeah 24 isn't old anything but its not like you're freakin 18-21 still where most guys at that age just wanna go out and party. You're 24 dude. You;re getting old. You need to focus on what you wanna do with your life not focus on just "going out" &lt;br /&gt;UGH i got sooooo mad when he said "i just wanna go out, that's alllll i wanna do."&lt;br /&gt;YEAH CAUSE YOU DO THAT SO MUCH AND ALL! FUCK FUCK FUCK! What is with him? It's like he's not the same guy anymore. What caused this sudden change? I don't know. I talked him up sooo much to all my friends about how he was SOOOOOOO great and about how happy i was. Everyone always said "we were sooo cute together." All my friends wanted to meet him. My dad openly said that he accepted him into our house. But NO he had to go and turn his back on all that. Are you retarded seriously? What happened..WHAT!!??&lt;br /&gt;OH OH and even though he felt this way he said he was STILL gunna come to the Kelly concert. He said he was gunna wait to break up with me after the concert had passed. SO BASICALLY YOU WERE GOING TO COME INTO MY HOUSE AND LIE TO ME AND MY FAMILY MAKING IT SEEM LIKE EVERYTHING WAS OK AND LIKE WE WERE SOOO HAPPY TOGETHER...man FUCK YOU AARON. I can't believe you were gunna sink that low. I thought you were different. everyone did. I tell my friends about this and they're all shocked. No one can believe he did this to me. I still can't believe he did this to me. I was sooooooooo good to him. It seemed like he liked me. Shoot he'd drive an hour to see me and an hour back to his house. We'd go out to dinner and to movies together. He'd come over and we'd just hang out and laugh and we'd snuggle and just lay in my bed and just kiss. And now that's all gone. GONE. I'm hurting so much more than i thought i would. I wanted him sooo bad for such a long time. Then summer came around. He had graduated so i thought i'd never see him again. I was fine was that. I figured, hey if it wasn't meant to be then it wasn't meant to be. So i resigned to forgetting about him. Then summer was over and i went back to long beach and one day i unexpectedly get a text from him asking if i wanted to go watch a movie with him. I was excited. But i never thought of it as a date. I just saw it as 2 friends catching up. So we went to the movie. Everything was great. I was happy to see him again. We planned to hang out more and he said he was down to go to the kelly concert. So i was happy about that. Then a few days after out 1st "date" he came over to the apt and we played Beatles Rockband. We had this bet thing going on and if he got 100% on a song he thought he deserved a kiss. So that's when i was like OK he does like me. So that night is when we had our first kiss. and i was just on cloud 9. i was like YESS finally something good. Then we began seeing each other more and pretty soon we were officially together. I was sooo happy. I had finally gotten the guy i had been wanting for such a long long time. I thought we'd last. But look at us now... I was sooo excited for him to come to Visalia and for us to see Kelly together. I could NOT wait for the day to come. Now i'm miserable. He's not coming to Visalia, he's not going to Kelly with me, he's not mine anymore. AAAAAHHH. This sucks soooooooo bad. I can't even believe this is happening to me. yeah i still like him. but i'm so mad at him. I didn't do anything to deserve this. I hope he regrets this. I hope he feels awful tomorrow as he's on his way to Fresno to his Uncle's and sees signs for Visalia. OH look AARON that's where you WON'T BE GOING. Oh you're in Fresno? That's where Kelly is performing on Tuesday...oh wait YOU'RE NOT GOING. FUCK this shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have your fun when you "go out" Aaron. But don't ever do this to a girl again. Next time you're in a relationship make sure you really want to be in it.  Make sure you don't change your mind 2 months into it. I hope you're happy now I really do. Go you...you got what you wanted. Now you're free. You did this to me out of the no where..totally not cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder if he did this because he still had feelings for his ex- christine. Whom we HAD TO GO LOOK FOR AT D-LAND LIKE 3 fucking times. whom he was texting non-stop while waiting in line for the haunted mansion. that's so FUCKING RUDE AND DISRESPECTFUL. DON'T EVER TREAT A GIRL LIKE THAT. It killed me inside sooo bad. It hurt me soo much. Then you still went and held my and hugged me and kissed me back...wow. What a fucking jerk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit i'm crying again. I gotta be strong. I gotta get over this and move on. But it's so hard. It was like a slap in the face that just came out of the blue. My insides feel all torn up. Why am i always getting hurt? Why me? Why now? Why you? You...&lt;br /&gt;AGGGH. Breathe Laura...its not the end of the world. I'll find someone new. Someone who'll appreciate me. Someone who'll accept my love and give it back. Someone who'll i'll make soooo happy and who'll make me happy. I was ready to give you my all. But NO, guess it's NOT GOOD ENOUGH. Screw you. At the end of the night you'll go back to where you were before me...ALONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-5426816071163201156?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/5426816071163201156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-need-to-vent-here-it-goes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/5426816071163201156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/5426816071163201156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-need-to-vent-here-it-goes.html' title='I NEED to vent, here it goes...'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-5198673495484280980</id><published>2009-11-23T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:27:22.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DUMPED</title><content type='html'>Just got dumped! &lt;br /&gt;Now i have a good reason to belt out CHIVAS&lt;br /&gt;its ok, have your fun. i was too good for you anyways. its ok. you're 24...don't even know where your life is going. you don't even know what you want to do. its ok. you liked nerdy things. and i liked you. but its ok. i'll be fine. i wish you were still mine. but its ok. got my hopes up. thought you were different. thought you were real. but its ok. cause break ups are just a part of growing up. its ok. i'll find someone new. someone whose ready for me. someone i can actually love. oh honey. its ok. you're just being a guy. its ok. i get it, it's cool. whatever babe. you were just a tool. but its ok. i won't cry for you. cause you're just not worth it babe. yeah i'm crushed. but its ok. shit happens right? maybe we can still be friends, but maybe not. but its ok. i got my friends and my family by my side. they make me truly happy,so i'll be alright.&lt;br /&gt;Its ok, i'll be ok&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-5198673495484280980?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/5198673495484280980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/dumped.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/5198673495484280980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/5198673495484280980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/dumped.html' title='DUMPED'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-5078978760953036764</id><published>2009-11-20T20:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T20:30:55.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW in all Caps</title><content type='html'>I haven't practiced my writing in Spanish in a while. Now i am through IM with Stacey and Linda's cousin MANUEL. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I was on myspace and he IMed me randomly. This is soooo awkward.We've never really talked before at all the Rogee reunions we've been too. But i've always noticed that him and his brother always checked me out. And thith too. But mostly me hahaha. AHHHH I'M SO MORTIFIED RIGHT NOW. I don't want him to get the wrong impression. He is TOTALLY NOT my type at alllllll and i have a BOYFRIEND!!AHHHHHHHHHHHHH its so bad. OK i'm still mortified its getting worse. I don't know how to get out of it. Why do i attract GB's? UGH. He's asking me what kind of music i like and how old i am...what's next...what i'm looking for in a guy...WELL ITS NOT YOU HONEY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-5078978760953036764?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/5078978760953036764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/wow-in-all-caps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/5078978760953036764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/5078978760953036764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/wow-in-all-caps.html' title='WOW in all Caps'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-4876816742164550950</id><published>2009-11-15T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T01:46:16.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glee and My BC List</title><content type='html'>Caught up on the episodes of Glee I missed. It's so good! Mr. Schuster and Artie are my new Boy Crushes. Sorry Aaron but I got new BCs. haha. Now i'm watching some youtubes of Craig Ferguson...he's pretty hot too..and funny! I was watching Letterman and he just does not make me laugh. Maybe he's not supposed to be a funny guy but I just don't like him. When I do choose to watch late night talk shows I think i'll stick with Conan and now Craig of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my BCs let me recall all my former BCs&lt;br /&gt;Kindergarten:Angel Duran&lt;br /&gt;1st Grade-Aaron Vigil R.I.P-he died so young. I'm sad now thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;2nd grade-Anthony ??? don't remember his last name.&lt;br /&gt;Wow I like how they all start with the letter A&lt;br /&gt;3rd grade-Blaine Taylor-what girl DIDN'T have a crush on him seriously&lt;br /&gt;4th grade-Blaine Taylor STILL i think.&lt;br /&gt;5th grade-Marcos ??? all i remember is that he was a cute GB&lt;br /&gt;6th grade-DEREK SHORES OH MY GOODNESS. He made the 6th grade the best grade for me in all of my elementary school years. If i could go back and repeat any grade it'd be the 6th grade only because of him and how fun he made going to school. Derek Shores..the one that got away. OOOK i need to stop...moving along.&lt;br /&gt;7th grade-In the beginning it was still Derek then it was Jaime Calvo, DJ Adamsom  but most of all RYAN SHANK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHH hahahahaha. I remember i came home crying when i saw him ask another girl out. But dammit he was freakin hot for a 7th grader. Now he has a beer belly and a beard...YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;8th grade-Matthew Ryan Murphy (WHYYYYYYYYYY!!!!????) I was an idiot. I'm glad i was saved from him. Brandon Julian and then came Joesph Huffaker&lt;br /&gt;9th grade-Osiel Garcia and Joe&lt;br /&gt;10th grade-Robert Padilla and Joe&lt;br /&gt;11th grade-Joe and Nick Hubbard&lt;br /&gt;12th grade-Joe and Micah Aaron Bui aka PIKACHU bahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Freshmen Year of College 1st Semester-Joe and Micah still a little since we had recently broken up. &lt;br /&gt;Freshmen Year 2nd Semester-Joe,Erick Elias from the Bookstore BAHAHAHAHA, the guy who used to go in to the C-store whom I named Paul Parpaliano (Jessica darling's crush to end all crushes...only those that read the Jessica Darling series would know what i'm talking about)since i didn't know his name and of course AARON MAARTEN BLAAUW&lt;br /&gt;Sophomore Year-Aaron B. The boyfriend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW I've had a lot of BC's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this doesn't make me look bad. Especially the times where I've had multiple BCs at the same time :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should stick to only having one crush at a time. I think I will starting....NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-4876816742164550950?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/4876816742164550950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/glee-and-my-bc-list.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/4876816742164550950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/4876816742164550950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/glee-and-my-bc-list.html' title='Glee and My BC List'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-2111497463532247404</id><published>2009-11-14T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T11:49:14.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I shouldn't</title><content type='html'>i really shouldn't let the little things get to me. I need to learn to put my jealousy aside...i really do. It's not good being a jealous person. I'm getting a whole lot better at it though. Like a WHOOOLLLEEE lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note...Aaron got a D-land Annual pass. Blame me. No don't blame me. But yaaay i'm excited. Now we can go together to the happiest place on earth and just be happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole gets kind of annoying sometimes especially when she acts really immature and inappropriate. But whatev not like i could've shooed her away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kissed BC ONCE last night :( haha ok i shouldn't be sad about that. I BLAME BYRON!(reference to a book i'm reading) But i don't like kissing in public so i think that's a big part of it. Kiss in public or no kiss at all? I chose no kiss at all haha. I did get a kiss goodbye though so that's all that matters :) He's handsome. The more i look at him the more i'm like wow you're a handsome guy. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still soooooo excited for BC to go to Visalia. It's gunna be grrreat. I should stop calling him BC but it comes so naturally since that's what i've been referring to him as since like March when I first realized I liked him. Oh well, BC it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like how most of this post is about BC. OOOOOOK i need to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love...&lt;br /&gt;Do I ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-2111497463532247404?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/2111497463532247404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-shouldnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/2111497463532247404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/2111497463532247404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-shouldnt.html' title='I shouldn&apos;t'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-1130737708896619665</id><published>2009-11-12T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T16:04:22.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is this?</title><content type='html'>Am i falling? Maybe........ :) :/&lt;br /&gt;It's B-Bizzles birthday today!!!!! She's 20. Its crazy we met when we were both 13 now she's 20. Life goes by soooo fast. We're going to Disneyland for a bit today then all day tomorrow...CAN'T WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;I've been downloading country songs haha. I'm listening to Brooks &amp; Dunn right now...AINT NOTHING BOUT YOU!&lt;br /&gt;So last night BC helped me choose between Mexico and Vegas for my 21st and MEXICO IT ISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!! Woo i can't wait. I told him we should have a Mariachi follow us around everywhere we went. Then they could randomly bust out in a GB song...NOT the Cucaracha Aaron. I'm so eXcited its gunna be GRRRREAAAT!&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-1130737708896619665?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/1130737708896619665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-is-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/1130737708896619665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/1130737708896619665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-is-this.html' title='What is this?'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-4744756089350033505</id><published>2009-11-10T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:11:19.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a kelly Fan</title><content type='html'>KELLY CLARKSON &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;she's so  cute.soooo cute. i'm just watching the Vegas videos and how cute she looks hoppin an boppin around the stage :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-4744756089350033505?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/4744756089350033505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-kelly-fan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/4744756089350033505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/4744756089350033505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-kelly-fan.html' title='I am a kelly Fan'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-2331884000654997667</id><published>2009-11-09T15:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:53:00.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellen on Oprah</title><content type='html'>So i'm watching Ellen on Oprah and Ellen's wife Portia is there too. It's their first time doing an interview together as a married couple. They showed some clips of their wedding. and WOW. It was so beautiful. I cried. I just wish everyone could see how love is just love and everyone deserves the right to show their partner they love each other by marrying them. I really love Ellen. She's an inspiration. She's just a great great person all around. This interview with Oprah just really made me admire her so much more. I wish her and Portia all the best in life. &lt;br /&gt;Love is love, it shouldn't have boundaries on how you choose to show it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-2331884000654997667?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/2331884000654997667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/ellen-on-oprah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/2331884000654997667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/2331884000654997667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/ellen-on-oprah.html' title='Ellen on Oprah'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-1790075162392976921</id><published>2009-11-08T23:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:01:23.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can i ya trick ya?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SvfJAkixkqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/C3PN5pFdKhg/s1600-h/223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SvfJAkixkqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/C3PN5pFdKhg/s200/223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402007289700913826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss when my hair was that long, i do soooooo much. My hair was my pride and joy (wow laura get a life) It's taking so long to grow. Well maybe if i stop cutting it off.Jeez and crackers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note. Vegas was so much fun. Kelly concert=AMAZING. I wish December would hurry up so i could see her again. But this time i'll have my honey with me mmmhmmm &lt;3. She really knows how to put on a fantastic show. I danced and sang soo much. When the concert was over i was like Whew i'm tired! The poor lady next to me probably hated me. But whatev..i was havin a blast! I don't know how many different hotels we went to but it was a lot. Some of them (most of them) were amazing inside. I can't wait to go back when i'm old enough to drink and gamble. December 31st, 2010...mark your calendars cause i'm going back to Vegas! This is who i would bring with me....Bry, Deb,BC,Bridge, B and Jenn and her husband maybe? haha i refer to him as "her husband" now since that's what mom always does. It'll be great. We'll go out to eat at a fatty buffet (the Rio) then we'll go gambling and then we'll go out for drinks, then we'll go out to a crazy night club then we'll leave and just walk around Vegas drunk. Then we'll go back to the hotel and we'll all take a shower together hahahahahaha NO NO JK JK JK. Maybe just a few of us. It'll most likely just end up being me, bry and deb showering together haha. Then we'll all get cozy in our beds. BC and i will snuggle up. Then we'll wake up and do it all over again. See...it's that simple. 2010 hurry up! &lt;br /&gt;Well its back to school for me tomorrow. I got the week off from work. I guess they're afraid i'll contaminate everyone with my Swineyness (that i DON'T have anymore) Oh well. Possibly going to Shawn Yoshida's surprise B-day Tuesday night. Will hopefully see my baby this week. B-Bizzle is coming down for her B-day so Disneyland is happening too. So much going on. Life's good. God is good. &lt;br /&gt;OK off to mee mees now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3333333 Laurita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-1790075162392976921?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/1790075162392976921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/can-i-ya-trick-ya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/1790075162392976921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/1790075162392976921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/can-i-ya-trick-ya.html' title='can i ya trick ya?'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SvfJAkixkqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/C3PN5pFdKhg/s72-c/223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-4909898510318964609</id><published>2009-11-05T23:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:39:51.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>My puff and i are allllllllllllllllllllllll better. Now i miss him. but guess what....................................VEGAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSS TOMORROW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-4909898510318964609?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/4909898510318964609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/4909898510318964609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/4909898510318964609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-3739573801293455035</id><published>2009-11-04T10:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T10:58:12.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>awk-ward</title><content type='html'>It's so awkward that i'm mad at Aaron. But i had to let him know that he really hurt my feelings. I mean he knew i had the swine flu, it was on my twiiter and facebook which i know he was on yesterday. but did he bother to send a text saying "hey how are you feeling?" NO he didn't he didn't do it until he found out i was mad which doesn't count. he knew i was going to the doctor's office yesterday so he could've asked how it went. This was his excuse...."tuesdays are a bad day for me. i rest from work over the weekend, and i end up staying home not wanting to do anything and not in the mood to talk to anyone. I'll try to improve that but that;s just how things have been." &lt;br /&gt;OK i understand he's tired from work and isn't in the mood to talk to anyone but COME ON i'm not asking to call me every hour to check on me or to text me all day non-stop. I have the freakin SWINE FLU. DOES HE NOT CARE??????????????????????? I didn't know sending someone a text asking how they're feeling was so exhausting to do. Am i asking for too much out of him? I don't think so. I just wish he would show that he cared a little but more. If it was him sick with the swine flu i would be worried sick. I'd check up on him every few hours to make sure he was doing ok. I left things off with "Have fun in Vegas." (since he's going too on thursday) And he hasn't said anything and i don't plan on saying anything today either. If he wants to come back and apologize and realize that what he did (more like what he didn't do) was wrong then i'll forgive him. But a simple i'm sorry isn't gunna cut it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-3739573801293455035?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/3739573801293455035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/awk-ward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/3739573801293455035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/3739573801293455035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/awk-ward.html' title='awk-ward'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-8040494328638894328</id><published>2009-11-03T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:41:22.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad</title><content type='html'>sad. it's so good when we're together and now that i'm sick i haven't gotten a "hey how are you feeling" message or anything. SOMEONE'S NOT BEING A GOOD BOYFRIEND AND I DON'T LIKE IT, I DON'T LIKE IT ONE BIT.&lt;br /&gt;i will CUT you off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-8040494328638894328?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/8040494328638894328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/8040494328638894328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/8040494328638894328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/sad.html' title='Sad'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-1376022445002513443</id><published>2009-11-03T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:51:14.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>swiney</title><content type='html'>i got the swine&lt;br /&gt;this is the sickest i've felt in my entire life. my headache will not go away and my fever is fluctuating yesterday it reached a high of 104 and hasn't gone down past 101. i hope i'm better for Vegas..i will NOT miss the concert. &lt;br /&gt;oh yeah today it's been 8 yrs since i met e certain someone...isn't that crazy?&lt;br /&gt;anyways. back to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-1376022445002513443?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/1376022445002513443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/swiney.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/1376022445002513443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/1376022445002513443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/swiney.html' title='swiney'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-7094731552611709238</id><published>2009-11-02T12:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T12:41:29.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick</title><content type='html'>woke up with a look of misery on my face, i could feel it. last night i had a sheet, a thick blanket and a comforter on me and i was still freezing. my feet were soooo cold. i am feeling a bit better though since i took some meds and ate. told joe i had the swine, he's freaking out. he's gunna be pissed when he finds out i really don't have the swine but oh well...DO WHAT I WANT! i should be cleaning my room.i kinda started but i got caught up with something else. gotta make it look nice for Puffins visit! oh wait no he's sleeping in mom and dad's closet forgot haahaha. nooo i wouldn't let them do that to him. back to school tomorrow booo. But guess what? VEGAS ON FRIDAY TO SEE MA GURL KEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! My first kelly concert...i can't freakin wait. I'm gunna cry i just know it! ok i better get back to cleaning. I'll leave with these lyrics from a Taylor song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night &lt;br /&gt;We could form this dream &lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel YOU by my side &lt;br /&gt;Standing next to me &lt;br /&gt;YOU gotta come on, come on &lt;br /&gt;Say that we'll be together &lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on &lt;br /&gt;Little taste of heaven &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOU" know who YOU are ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-7094731552611709238?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/7094731552611709238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-sick.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/7094731552611709238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/7094731552611709238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-2299051664540271913</id><published>2009-11-01T16:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T16:14:31.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whyyy</title><content type='html'>i miss him already :(&lt;br /&gt;why did time have to go by so fast&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i barely got to spend any time with him even though i did&lt;br /&gt;booo.&lt;br /&gt;I am excited about Vegas on Friday though woooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;i'mma be singing "forget about my boyfriend and meet me at the hotel room." haha nah nah. aaron who?&lt;br /&gt;BTW hating how Marcos and i are facebook chatting. i'll feel mean if i just leave thought. i'll just make up an excuse that i have to go! bry-"ooookk, this guy likes you."&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS&lt;br /&gt;BLACK AND WHITE PARTY TONIGHT...KARAOKE!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;ok thats it&lt;br /&gt;adios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-2299051664540271913?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/2299051664540271913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/whyyy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/2299051664540271913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/2299051664540271913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/11/whyyy.html' title='whyyy'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-8826991259090894689</id><published>2009-10-31T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T14:51:05.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love? Yo no se...</title><content type='html'>Taylor Swift-Forever &amp; Always-the piano version....OH MY GOODNESS it brings me to tears. can definitely relate to that song....DEFINITELY. "and flashback to when he said forever and always...back up baby back up" It just seems so crazy that for 7 years this one person had a sense of control and empowerment over me and i gave in and fell soooo hard sooo soo soo hard. i just can't believe how attached i was to one person..one person meant so much. Now i can admit that everyone around me was right. i just chose not to listen. Now it's over and it's so weird that someone who used to be my very best friend is now so distant. it's really sad it had to come to this but i don't know what else to do. Now that i'm in a new relationship with Aaron i'm honestly scared of falling. I'm afraid karma is gunna come back to get me and i'm gunna end up heartbroken and crushed. I'm afraid to give in and to put my heart out there. I've been hurt before and i really don't want to go down that road again. I'm afraid of the concept called "love" and being in love. Do i wanna love? yes. i'm just afraid i'll never love anyone again the way i loved him. it's ridiculous i know i know. I'm just scared. Maybe i have my guard up a bit. But i have my reasons for that. I guess what my dad did to my mom didn't help either. It's just hard to trust people these days. I wanna let him in. I do. I'm just afraid of getting hurt. Plus we barely started this relationship so i'm sure it'll just take time for me to break the walls down. Hoping for the best, i really am. I can give you the world and make you so happy but i expect the same in return. One little mess up and i'll be done i'll be sooooo done I swear. &lt;br /&gt;I won't hurt you, so please don't hurt me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-8826991259090894689?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/8826991259090894689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/10/yo-no-se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/8826991259090894689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/8826991259090894689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/10/yo-no-se.html' title='Love? Yo no se...'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-8988179501354579289</id><published>2009-10-30T23:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:40:55.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hehe</title><content type='html'>WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!???????????????/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-8988179501354579289?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/8988179501354579289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/10/hehe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/8988179501354579289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/8988179501354579289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/10/hehe.html' title='hehe'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-7648519472432538519</id><published>2009-10-28T22:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:09:08.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/Sukxfa-2yXI/AAAAAAAAABg/YUjypGH4xaM/s1600-h/pho1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/Sukxfa-2yXI/AAAAAAAAABg/YUjypGH4xaM/s320/pho1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397900044268915058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does my stomach hurt? oh wait...cause it ALWAYS does. fuck this shit fuck this shit! maybe i'm pregnant. then i'll be on that TLC show "i didn't know i was pregnant" haha. No...there really is NO possible way i could be pregnant. Ate at Rascals today...SOOO GOOD. i had a teri chicken sandwich..UH-MAY-ZING! I really wanted PHO but B had just had that last night so i didn't wanna make her eat it again. Maybe i'll make BC get me some on friday. i miss him! glad he'll be allllllllllllllllllllllll mine on friday.&lt;33333333333333333333333333333333333333&lt;br /&gt;anyways. halloween on saturday. still don't know what i'm going to do. maybe just take the kiddos trick or treating. ok i obviously don't have anything interesting to blog about so i'll end this quick.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah...stef bef got a kitty....no comment&lt;br /&gt;~Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-7648519472432538519?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/7648519472432538519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/7648519472432538519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/7648519472432538519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-pain.html' title='In Pain'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/Sukxfa-2yXI/AAAAAAAAABg/YUjypGH4xaM/s72-c/pho1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-5277757735689006604</id><published>2009-10-28T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T09:24:17.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOT WOOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuhwLIzbkvI/AAAAAAAAABY/22Us18pw6qA/s1600-h/766499290_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuhwLIzbkvI/AAAAAAAAABY/22Us18pw6qA/s320/766499290_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397687490047611634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad bought mine, bry's, and emily's ticket to go see Taylor in Fresno in April....SOOOO EXCITED!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Last night i handled business...make that ass see how i feel! i'm proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;Vegas next weekend...AY AY AY i can't wait for that either.&lt;br /&gt;Me-"WAIT, do i need a passport?" hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Bry-" wow i am telling deb you just said that."&lt;br /&gt;I should get my passport though if i wanna travel next year.&lt;br /&gt;BC on friday YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY even though he's so vain and probably thinks this post is about him, about him. &lt;br /&gt;Going home late late friday night. I'm looking forward to the Black and White dress to impress party cause i'mma be lookin GOoOoOoOd!&lt;br /&gt;ok i better go get dressed for school now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Laurita Diane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-5277757735689006604?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/5277757735689006604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/10/woot-woot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/5277757735689006604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/5277757735689006604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/10/woot-woot.html' title='WOOT WOOT!'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuhwLIzbkvI/AAAAAAAAABY/22Us18pw6qA/s72-c/766499290_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-5200187825829204356</id><published>2009-10-26T20:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:46:02.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuZuSH1_x_I/AAAAAAAAABI/OXqppDgipP4/s1600-h/0613090013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuZuSH1_x_I/AAAAAAAAABI/OXqppDgipP4/s320/0613090013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397122461072345074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its monday&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired&lt;br /&gt;midterm tomorrow booo&lt;br /&gt;i dont want a cat in the apt&lt;br /&gt;pussy's are nasty &lt;br /&gt;excuse my hoochie pic...or enjoy it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRR that's all i have to say GRRR &lt;br /&gt;i'm an angry monster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-5200187825829204356?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/5200187825829204356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/5200187825829204356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/5200187825829204356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-monday.html' title='its monday'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuZuSH1_x_I/AAAAAAAAABI/OXqppDgipP4/s72-c/0613090013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-159195654538916956</id><published>2009-10-25T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T17:45:42.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WoOoOo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuTxL5VXrNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z3a04sTLv-A/s1600-h/1024091808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuTxL5VXrNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z3a04sTLv-A/s320/1024091808.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396703440168004818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuTxFGjbX8I/AAAAAAAAAAw/-DRtTVj1v6M/s1600-h/1024091554a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuTxFGjbX8I/AAAAAAAAAAw/-DRtTVj1v6M/s320/1024091554a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396703323457544130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night was waaaay to specatucular, i MUST blog about it. &lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was Daisy's parents wedding. Daisy is one of Emily's best friends. They go to the same school and are on the same softball team. So after traveling together a lot because of the softball tournaments they have, our parents have gotten to know Daisy's parents pretty well. The ceremony at the church started at 2. So mom of course did  NOT want to miss that so the ladies all hurried up to be ready by 1:45. I wore my new dress i bought at Marshall's for TEN dollars when its original price was SIXTY! I looked purty good if i do say so myself. But then again so did my 2 sissies and my mom. We ALWAYS  look good when we go out to fiestas haha. So we get to the church and take a seat towards the front. We;re waiting there for the ceremony to start and all of a sudden we hear a mariachi band start playing and the groom walks in with his 2 daughters. at this point i can feel my eyes tearing up...i look at bry, same thing going on with her. Weddings make me soooo emotional. after the groom came the bride with her 2 sons. it was really just a lovely ceremony. whenever a part came where we would typically sing, the mariachi band would start playing.it was great. my mom got all emotional when the couple recited their vowels mainly because it was hers and my dad's 22nd anniversary THAT SAME DAY! haha &lt;br /&gt;So after the ceremony was over we still had 2 hours until the reception started and mother STILL hadn't bought them a gift so we decided to go do that instead. We headed over to the new MACY'S that just opened in Visalia. Oh man it was sooo crowded in there. Those Visalians were going crazy over this new Macy's. We didn't really see anything we liked so we headed over to JCPANTIES (penny) and mom found some cute picture frames there.I didn't help pick them out, i was too busy taking "myspace" pictures of myself in the tall mirrors haha. After we were done it was about 4 so we headed over to the place where the reception was being held at. We sat down and unfortunately made the mistake of picking a table next to a bunch of guys who SERIOUSLY looked like they had just come out of the Mexican TOOL ACADEMY. UGH UGH AND UGH. One of the guys sitting there however did not look tool-ish and i noticed he checked thithy and i out right as we sat down. and i'm not gunna lie, i was checking him out too because he was muy caliente. it was hard NOT to look at him considering the fact that he was sitting RIGHT in front of me. But i tried to control the urges to look remembering i now had BC and i knew BC was waaaay better then the tools right next to us. So instead of me lusting over him the whole night guess who did lust over him the whole night...that's right...BRY. haha OH WAIT too bad for Bry...HE WAS MARRIED...married with an impregnated wife. HHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...shortly after arriving we were served with your typical GB fiesta food. Carne en caldo, arroz, y frijoles con tosino. AKA meat in soup( barbacoa), rice,and beans with bacon. Funny thing is i TOTALLY called it. So we ate the whole thing and i had 3 servings of beans since Frizz and Bry found them spicy. So GB of me...i know i know. Across the room were some more softball parents and kids who may i mention were all WHITE. After getting sick of sitting next to the TOOL ACADEMY daddy decided it was best for us to move away from them so we went to go join the WHITE table since mom and dad were all buddy buddy with them. So we sat there and thith and i enjoyed a few margaritas provided to us by mom and dad. you see, only GB's would freely give their kids alcohol. so as we're settling in to our new table this band walks in and starts playing their "BANDA" music all loud and a bunch of people run to the dance floor including my sis and i and as we're running bry looks at me and says "GOOD THING WE'RE DRUNK!" hahaha so we were out there dancing all GB and what not. then after a while we sat back down. so the rest of the night consisted of my family and i dancing our butts off. then one time my dad was soooo drunk he went off to the other side of the room and i was like WHAT IS DAD DOING OVER THERE.we just see him talking to some random GB guy in like a cowboy hat and boots. so we're like ok that's weird maybe he knows him but most likely not. so my mom finally goes over there to get him and it turns out that he mistook that table for ours so he was telling the GB guy to leave our table. and the Gb guy was getting all pissed so he goes to try and sock my dad in the stomach but my dad grabs his hand and shakes it instead HAHAHAHAHa. it would've been hilarious if we would've turned around to see my dad getting in a fight with some GB guy. OH also, dad was sooo drunk that he gave the groom a lap dance. so the bride and groom were sitting in the middle of the dance floor and girls were giving the bride lap dances and guys were giving the groom a lap dance and whos one of the first guys to do it...MY DAD OF COURSE. it was HI-LAR-I-OUS! What also was hilarious were the 2 white dudes at our table Mike and Ross who got sooo into the Gb dancing. oh man 2 white drunk men dancing...priceless! they'd be like WOOOOO let's GO FUCKING DANCE! so at one point dad and ross were dancing together. then there was this one song where the music just kept getting faster and faster and thithy and i kept zapatiandole faster and faster it was great!&lt;br /&gt;OooOoO they also had the throwing of the bouquet. So naturally bry and i went to go try and catch it. dad was like "no, don't let laura go, please hold her back!" haha they made all the girls hold hands and run around and go under the brides dress. it was great. some dumb little fat girl ended up catching it though so it wasn't as great. &lt;br /&gt;while dancing the girls were bouncing all over the place.i seriously almost came close to a few "nip slips" i'm sure the tool academy would've enjoyed that since they would not stop staring! there was also a lot of ass smackin goin on on the dance floor.it was really just a fun fun party. i danced my ass off and bry did too which surprises me because she NEVER used to dance at party's. after the party we went to uncle mikes for a bit. mom stayed home because she was being a PARTY POOPER! i sat with dad in the back on the way there and we had a heart to heart about my new relationship with O-RYAN/MARK/BC/PC/AARON. He got all emotional and cried. but he told me he accepted him in our house and that he was more than welcome to stay here fir the kelly concert. that made me really happy. i'm glad he's being supportive. &lt;br /&gt;ok i'm tired of typing and GOBBY is waiting for me (ahahahahaha inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until next time!&lt;br /&gt; L. Rod - JAI HO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-159195654538916956?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/159195654538916956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/10/wooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/159195654538916956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/159195654538916956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/10/wooooo.html' title='WoOoOo'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuTxL5VXrNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Z3a04sTLv-A/s72-c/1024091808.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-977890910557505100</id><published>2009-10-24T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:35:29.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Saturday</title><content type='html'>i like how i wake up singing..."cause i'm a mother lover, you're a mother lover, we should f each others mother, f each other's moooooms!" so now i'm listening to it. i just hope frizz doesn't walk in haha. OK so last night i fall asleep around like 12:47 or something random like that. So i'm sleeping pretty well until i wake up in the middle of the night...FREEZING! At this point all i had covering me was my amazing 300 thread count fuchsia sheet from IKEA and i figured it'd be enough. I'm trying not to use my comforter anymore because that wears and tears them. But i had to use it last night i was soooooooo cold. So i finally go back to bed. When i wake up this morning i walk out to the hallway to look at the A/C thing that tells the temp of the house and its freakin 74 degrees in here! freakin 74. and i haven't heard the AC come on at all. So it's just naturally 74?  thats crazy to me. OK I"M OBSESSED with WATCHA SAY. I CANNOT stop singing it! oooo watcha say, oh that you only meant well, well of course you did! OK well i have to start gettting ready for the wedding.Imma be lookin hot in my new dress and little high heels i bought. PICS are a must today! YAY can't wait for today. To be honest, a few days ago i was not doing well AT ALL (emotionally) i honestly felt like just breaking down and crying. I think it was just a mixture of a lot of different things (fam,school, and a certain someone who tries to bring me down every single day) But i'm glad everything is resolved and i'm doing a lot better. OH DANG! what is it dog? i forgot it's mother's day! Don't mind me and my random side comments. SO my new coat from DELIAS came in...its amazing! i looove it. can't wait for it to be really cold so i can wear it. ok ok i gotta go now.i guess no punjabi today.&lt;br /&gt;DESI FRESH!&lt;br /&gt;LAURA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-977890910557505100?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/977890910557505100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/977890910557505100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/977890910557505100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-saturday.html' title='It&apos;s Saturday'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4163595096660420335.post-5994221531432342142</id><published>2009-10-23T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:11:26.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A beginner blogger</title><content type='html'>WOW. I haven't blogged since XANGA! That was so long ago. &lt;div&gt;I decided to re-start blogging because i figured it'd be a good idea to get all my thoughts and feelings out instead of keeping it all inside like i tend to do sometimes. Where to begin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WELL i am back home in the valley...finally. It's been almost a month since I've been home. It's sooo good to be back to my house and my pretty room and my nice big comfy bed. So tomorrow is the big PACHANGA with Daisy's parents getting married and all. I must say i am very excited to indulge in delicious mexican food and some crazy GB dancing. I've missed it sooo much. Even though I may make a lot of jokes about GB's...i love my roots! GB's meaning ghetto beaners, of course. Sunday we shall partake in pumpkin carving and possibly the corn maze. What happened to Uncle Mike? I miss him. Last night Thith and i took an unplanned and very spontaneous trip to The Middle of Nowhere Hills (aka Chino Hills) to visit my C to end all C's (jessica darling reference...paul parpaliano) So thithy would NOT stop asking where he has and what he was doing. i really think she's warming up to him...even though she will deny this for days. She wanted to visit Chino and i wanted to see my boy so it really was a win/win for us. So we ended up going to see the midnight premiere of ASTRO BOY. Thithy was complaining the whole way there and WHAT HAPPENS...she ends up crying and really liking the movie..TY-PI-CAL! It actually was a really cute movie. OH and SHARON..BC's thith...SHE'S AWESOME! SOOO glad i got to meet her. I do wish however that the meeting with his parents wasn't so awkward. Well i guess it was going to be awkward no matter what considering the fact that it was like 1030 at night and they were all cozied up at stairs watching TV and my sister was there too. But they seemed like nice people overall. I'm sure next time i see them it will be for a longer time and not in the middle of the night haha. What i am looking forward too is BC meeting my parents...OH MAN CAN'T WAIT. I really should refer to him by his name but everyone knows him by BC now so BC it is and BC it shall be. haha DAD is going to FLIP. Well i guess i can understand though, he is my dad and i'm sure it's just natural for him to be jealous. I have no worries though, BC is great so it'll all go well. WOW so for my b-day/x-mas Thith and Deb decided to pay for my food and hotel when we go to Vegas after me almost opting out of going due to my finances that are running  low due to my compulsive spending on clothes/food. I really can't believe they are doing that for me. AWWWW THEY LOOOOVE ME. Well i love them too...soo soo much! THE THREE AMIGAS FOREVERRRR! On another note, i really don't understand why no one new that i meet believes that i am solely mexican and nothing else. Ever since i moved to LONG BIZZLE and i meet someone new and they ask me what ethnicity i am and i tell them i'm mexican they can never believe it. It's so crazy to me. For example: today i was working with a girl named Mykail and for some reason my ethnicity came up. When i said i was mexican she looked at me with a shocked look on her face and said "really?" then i asked her to tell me what she thought i was and what did she say....MIDDLE EASTERN....OH EM GEE SOOOO TYPICAL! Not only did she say middle eastern, she and my other co-worker went on telling me all the possible ethnicities i could be and this is what they told me: Middle Eastern, Puerto Rican, Guatemalan, Dominican. OH and while they were going on about this a customer walks in and happens to over hear our conversation about "Ethnicities Laura looks like she is" (does that even make sense?) and he chimes in with "well i'd say you look more Cuban, and i'm Cuban so i know what they look like." So what do i do? I come home and Google: Cuban girls, Guatemalan girls, middle eastern girls...etc.  haha. Then Nicole says "so  basically you look like everything you're not." I don't know why this fascinates me so much but it does, especially since i've never really had anyone tell me that i didn't look mexican up until i came to LB (except for Ms. V my senior year who asked if i was middle eastern.) OK well that is all for tonight...my fingers are cramping up and i need to get a good night's sleep if i wanna be busting out my best moves on the dance floor tomorrow night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desi Laura (hahahaha maybe next time i'll write all my thoughts in punjabi!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4163595096660420335-5994221531432342142?l=birdybird89.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/feeds/5994221531432342142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/10/beginner-blogger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/5994221531432342142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4163595096660420335/posts/default/5994221531432342142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birdybird89.blogspot.com/2009/10/beginner-blogger.html' title='A beginner blogger'/><author><name>BirdyBird89</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07658995429911406636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YdT1VkSohI8/SuKqJCY6m9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/aHi9zuNon-A/S220/0625081954.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
