<?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-6164423897674625875</id><updated>2012-02-28T13:33:46.798-07:00</updated><category term='Moved typepad blogger'/><category term='fall'/><title type='text'>Artistically Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-831507388544082520</id><published>2012-02-27T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T23:59:04.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a year of change</title><content type='html'>I'm the person who likes routines and not change. &amp;nbsp;I hate change. &amp;nbsp;I hate it with almost a passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so distracted, I was looking for pictures of Harry Potter books and I sat for an hour looking at hundreds of HP pictures...fail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...I'm compiling a list of things that I want to do in a year. &amp;nbsp;So here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;b&gt; Dye my hair red&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Znf2ic5SqfU/T0w6btRa6nI/AAAAAAAAA7A/hIbmYrhyCN4/s1600/red+hair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Znf2ic5SqfU/T0w6btRa6nI/AAAAAAAAA7A/hIbmYrhyCN4/s400/red+hair.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Re-read the Harry Potter Series&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cW7ZaoV9ZSg/T0xRA3YL6pI/AAAAAAAAA7I/xGn83rfeqyE/s1600/Harry+Potter+thanks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cW7ZaoV9ZSg/T0xRA3YL6pI/AAAAAAAAA7I/xGn83rfeqyE/s400/Harry+Potter+thanks.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Find myself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1296W-oghhU/T0xRWbaMC1I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/7mIyQLA81Tk/s1600/find+myself.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1296W-oghhU/T0xRWbaMC1I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/7mIyQLA81Tk/s400/find+myself.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;Organize my entire room and keep it that way&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vV-EcngjCa4/T0xRutQLc4I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/rdpkechXpA8/s1600/organize.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vV-EcngjCa4/T0xRutQLc4I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/rdpkechXpA8/s400/organize.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;Get my braces off&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HFqwWff-1tU/T0x5CJvVi9I/AAAAAAAAA9w/pwgaBg0Q0DM/s1600/get+my+braces+off.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HFqwWff-1tU/T0x5CJvVi9I/AAAAAAAAA9w/pwgaBg0Q0DM/s320/get+my+braces+off.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;Own a&amp;nbsp;Polaroid&amp;nbsp;camera&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SMPKrVXj9MM/T0xUoaU5N_I/AAAAAAAAA7g/-olF2HYa7Fs/s1600/poloroid+camera.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SMPKrVXj9MM/T0xUoaU5N_I/AAAAAAAAA7g/-olF2HYa7Fs/s400/poloroid+camera.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;Let someone (unrelated to me) hear me sing and play my guitar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FpdBSsCEFe0/T0xVpjm6UTI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Vv1FeeyGTzc/s1600/play+my+guitar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FpdBSsCEFe0/T0xVpjm6UTI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Vv1FeeyGTzc/s400/play+my+guitar.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;Learn vibrato&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uiyaOTmMi6Q/T0xWvlFPFKI/AAAAAAAAA7w/bOXMucCn6ak/s1600/vibrato.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uiyaOTmMi6Q/T0xWvlFPFKI/AAAAAAAAA7w/bOXMucCn6ak/s400/vibrato.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;b&gt;Cover one wall in my room entirely with pictures&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LFe3rB9hDsk/T0xoeqbRJlI/AAAAAAAAA74/4agvv0oyu6U/s1600/cover+my+whole+wall+with+pictures.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LFe3rB9hDsk/T0xoeqbRJlI/AAAAAAAAA74/4agvv0oyu6U/s1600/cover+my+whole+wall+with+pictures.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;Play hide and seek in Ikea&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QDQgtQUjolM/T0xo9cqWTFI/AAAAAAAAA8A/HFAr6ltwuRY/s1600/ikea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QDQgtQUjolM/T0xo9cqWTFI/AAAAAAAAA8A/HFAr6ltwuRY/s320/ikea.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;b&gt;See how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yAFjmzhyXdI/T0xpcooJkDI/AAAAAAAAA8I/Za8UGioPaZw/s1600/tootsie+pop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yAFjmzhyXdI/T0xpcooJkDI/AAAAAAAAA8I/Za8UGioPaZw/s320/tootsie+pop.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;b&gt;Decorate my whole room in white snowflakes hanging from the ceiling.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aIWdVzMj_Yg/T0xpv4vPqRI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/q0z4z-5o6UQ/s1600/decorate+my+ceiling+in+snowflakes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aIWdVzMj_Yg/T0xpv4vPqRI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/q0z4z-5o6UQ/s400/decorate+my+ceiling+in+snowflakes.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;b&gt;Drive backwards through a drive through.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dgp4BzdOQNA/T0xqMgouzSI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/M2ixx9uPtSA/s1600/drive+bakwards+through+a+drive+through.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dgp4BzdOQNA/T0xqMgouzSI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/M2ixx9uPtSA/s320/drive+bakwards+through+a+drive+through.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;b&gt;Grow my hair really long.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EaPlgZBBiKg/T0xqlq2C0hI/AAAAAAAAA8g/MJeDELORocQ/s1600/grow+my+hair+really+long.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EaPlgZBBiKg/T0xqlq2C0hI/AAAAAAAAA8g/MJeDELORocQ/s400/grow+my+hair+really+long.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Order dessert first at a resturant.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lWvqlA4Ogcs/T0xr5lzatHI/AAAAAAAAA8o/13CIH7r2zpo/s1600/order+dessert+first.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lWvqlA4Ogcs/T0xr5lzatHI/AAAAAAAAA8o/13CIH7r2zpo/s320/order+dessert+first.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;b&gt;Attend a wedding.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-18YFGYQTTYI/T0xtC_DOzrI/AAAAAAAAA8w/43iNwij71s0/s1600/go+to+a+wedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-18YFGYQTTYI/T0xtC_DOzrI/AAAAAAAAA8w/43iNwij71s0/s320/go+to+a+wedding.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;b&gt;Write 100 songs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iZNLO4r0_pk/T0xxmHGP7lI/AAAAAAAAA84/m63oFnKNLO4/s1600/write+100+songs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iZNLO4r0_pk/T0xxmHGP7lI/AAAAAAAAA84/m63oFnKNLO4/s400/write+100+songs.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;b&gt;Finish my novel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2VuQiAdKs50/T0xxw2gu2QI/AAAAAAAAA9A/Y1SEnwENVds/s1600/finish+my+novel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2VuQiAdKs50/T0xxw2gu2QI/AAAAAAAAA9A/Y1SEnwENVds/s1600/finish+my+novel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;b&gt;Finish my shampoo and conditioner at the same time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_571zIVgYks/T0xyH5dwZnI/AAAAAAAAA9I/h2ZGAmO9z84/s1600/finish+my+shampoo+and+conditioner+at+the+same+time.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_571zIVgYks/T0xyH5dwZnI/AAAAAAAAA9I/h2ZGAmO9z84/s400/finish+my+shampoo+and+conditioner+at+the+same+time.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;b&gt;Memorize the alphabet backwards&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K0MKVZaLDxo/T0x0ns2srKI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/zVz1YlUaf-Y/s1600/Backwards+Alphabet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K0MKVZaLDxo/T0x0ns2srKI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/zVz1YlUaf-Y/s1600/Backwards+Alphabet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;b&gt;Go to Starbucks and order under a fake name (&lt;/b&gt;preferably under a name from Harry Potter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bP8JPDpB0oM/T0x2NMd8OSI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/9sQJ6kJzipE/s1600/Go+to+starbucks+and+order+under+fake+name.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bP8JPDpB0oM/T0x2NMd8OSI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/9sQJ6kJzipE/s320/Go+to+starbucks+and+order+under+fake+name.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;b&gt;Go to a Green Bay Packers game.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WyTqt1TiISE/T0x3i3CyJ0I/AAAAAAAAA9g/pd0xaJyyG5Y/s1600/green+bay.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WyTqt1TiISE/T0x3i3CyJ0I/AAAAAAAAA9g/pd0xaJyyG5Y/s320/green+bay.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;b&gt;Throw a surprise party for someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ccUH_3UwnjY/T0x4Er-fsoI/AAAAAAAAA9o/Ger_I4iB_ag/s1600/throw+someone+a+surprise+party.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ccUH_3UwnjY/T0x4Er-fsoI/AAAAAAAAA9o/Ger_I4iB_ag/s400/throw+someone+a+surprise+party.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;b&gt;Learn the difference between a pedicure and a manicure and go get both done&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cIumU92o1OA/T0x5PljaEvI/AAAAAAAAA94/SGD_USuKOhE/s1600/learn+the+difference+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cIumU92o1OA/T0x5PljaEvI/AAAAAAAAA94/SGD_USuKOhE/s320/learn+the+difference+.jpg" width="274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;b&gt;Make $100 at a garage sale&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XJZp7-cljZI/T0x5jrPFOfI/AAAAAAAAA-A/IyLT9yqF7QY/s1600/garage+sale.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XJZp7-cljZI/T0x5jrPFOfI/AAAAAAAAA-A/IyLT9yqF7QY/s400/garage+sale.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;b&gt;Go see a real ocean&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G3F1dF-qLpo/T0x5_0mMadI/AAAAAAAAA-I/QxKWzcNhTHc/s1600/go+see+a+real+ocean.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G3F1dF-qLpo/T0x5_0mMadI/AAAAAAAAA-I/QxKWzcNhTHc/s400/go+see+a+real+ocean.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;b&gt;Make, and eat (not the -whole- thing)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;, a seven layer cake&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1JDTiacJJ-0/T0x6Y7mKH7I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/V_AFXD_QGTk/s1600/make+a+seven+layer+cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1JDTiacJJ-0/T0x6Y7mKH7I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/V_AFXD_QGTk/s320/make+a+seven+layer+cake.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's what I to accomplish in the next year. &amp;nbsp;I'm pretty determined. :) &amp;nbsp;If y'all want to help me accomplish this, let me know because I honestly don't want to go drive backwards through a drive through on my own. &amp;nbsp;And afterwards we get seven layer cake :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/23813341"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/23813341&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/23910519"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/23910519&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/11983859"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/11983859&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/2706299"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/2706299&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/19770397"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/19770397&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/10753539"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/10753539&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/23788395"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/23788395&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kw2q3zf5qd1qac6sbo1_400.jpg"&gt;http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kw2q3zf5qd1qac6sbo1_400.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/20223381"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/20223381&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/19320826"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/19320826&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mindorgasms.com/images/funny-drive-thru1.jpg"&gt;http://www.mindorgasms.com/images/funny-drive-thru1.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/18015005"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/18015005&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/10309895"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/10309895&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/9136415"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/9136415&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/23947412"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/23947412&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/12855251"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/12855251&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ltmuseum.co.uk/assets/images/images-irregular/Backwards_Alphabet_Phill_Price.jpg"&gt;http://www.ltmuseum.co.uk/assets/images/images-irregular/Backwards_Alphabet_Phill_Price.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lre3uobyt11qkjh2ko1_500.jpg"&gt;http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lre3uobyt11qkjh2ko1_500.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pictures.replayphotos.com/images/NFL/lg/national-football-league-nfc-green-bay-packers-lambeau-field-nfl-nfc-gbpc-00160lg.jpg"&gt;http://pictures.replayphotos.com/images/NFL/lg/national-football-league-nfc-green-bay-packers-lambeau-field-nfl-nfc-gbpc-00160lg.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/5156619"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/5156619&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/18218728"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/18218728&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br 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type='text'>inspiring</title><content type='html'>I love pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially pictures that inspire me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a post on this back in November (so long ago, I know :) and I decided to update it with new info and ideas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of my decision to revamp the old post was my mom who really wanted me to help her add pictures to her blog post. &amp;nbsp;(it's about her arthritis and I'm sitting there thinking 'I don't know how to convey this, I don't know what to do, what am I supposed to do?!?!')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've found more sites that I love and ways to incorporate pictures into your own blog posts (if you blog, if not you can still read the post and realize that I'm going to be loading up on pictures :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly suggest reading the 6th question. &amp;nbsp;It's really awesome and I put so much hard work and effort into writing that!!! &amp;nbsp;Okay, that's a lie but I'd love it if you read it because I found it entertaining. &amp;nbsp;And someone somewhere once said 'If you the author cries, your readers will cry. &amp;nbsp;If you laugh, they laugh.' Or something like that. &amp;nbsp;I can't even remember who said it and Google isn't finding it. &amp;nbsp;If I ever figure it out, y'all will be the first to know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be re-answering questions that I had answered in the old post and some new questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q. Where do you get your pictures from?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Lots of different websites. &amp;nbsp;If I do a Google search (I rarely do this, honestly.), they come from various websites that Google loads. &amp;nbsp;Same goes for &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I could write a whole book on that website. &amp;nbsp;It's really inspiring and I really like it. &amp;nbsp;I find that I'm constantly pinning whenever I'm poking around websites looking for images. &amp;nbsp;Other websites I really like are &lt;a href="http://deviantart.com/" target="_blank"&gt;deviantart&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.delicious.com/" target="_blank"&gt;delicious&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;and &lt;a href="http://tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;tumblr&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;If you ever take a look at the links I post at the end of my posts, you'll see that I tend to frequent &lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/" target="_blank"&gt;we&amp;lt;3it&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;This has hundreds of thousands od way inspiring images. &amp;nbsp;I could easily browse this site all day long. &amp;nbsp;Though it's kinda difficult to weed through all of the&amp;nbsp;irrelevant&amp;nbsp;images, it's really inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q. What are your favorite type of pictures?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. I love vintage. &amp;nbsp;I always have and probably always will. &amp;nbsp;If you ever take a look at my &lt;a href="http://mxgirl199.deviantart.com/gallery/28825697" target="_blank"&gt;manipulations&lt;/a&gt;, you'll notice that a lot of them are dark and kind of scary looking. :) &amp;nbsp;But I love vintage, washed out, pale shaded pictures. &amp;nbsp;I don't know why; it's like I'm one extreme or another. &amp;nbsp;So yes, I'm a huge vintage fan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bgbxFqHNdO8/TsgY_Opa0UI/AAAAAAAAAps/Nsd-COavHP8/s1600/tumblr_luxd2kYBCQ1r6wq08o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="289" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bgbxFqHNdO8/TsgY_Opa0UI/AAAAAAAAAps/Nsd-COavHP8/s320/tumblr_luxd2kYBCQ1r6wq08o1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gzArEHZr_cY/Tslyg5yGzkI/AAAAAAAAAqM/fO7GKnJwZgw/s1600/5639129231_5c64b99e4f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gzArEHZr_cY/Tslyg5yGzkI/AAAAAAAAAqM/fO7GKnJwZgw/s320/5639129231_5c64b99e4f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hcle9l_O8oI/TsgZT9nWa-I/AAAAAAAAAp0/26yBW-x2jiE/s1600/tumblr_lrbb2qu00O1qasvsvo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hcle9l_O8oI/TsgZT9nWa-I/AAAAAAAAAp0/26yBW-x2jiE/s320/tumblr_lrbb2qu00O1qasvsvo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sd9TuaZd2s8/TsgZ0k8wgCI/AAAAAAAAAp8/2yqTSjRmIKY/s1600/9674257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sd9TuaZd2s8/TsgZ0k8wgCI/AAAAAAAAAp8/2yqTSjRmIKY/s320/9674257.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6gQZkFPc0ww/TslygTvNzGI/AAAAAAAAAqE/4ITiPAFSzzI/s1600/4799396287_df46716133_z_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6gQZkFPc0ww/TslygTvNzGI/AAAAAAAAAqE/4ITiPAFSzzI/s320/4799396287_df46716133_z_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Cloq2EEUCI/TslzF5_NX1I/AAAAAAAAAqk/CE553NdOw1U/s1600/tumblr_luyc0q9c5P1qllsavo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Cloq2EEUCI/TslzF5_NX1I/AAAAAAAAAqk/CE553NdOw1U/s320/tumblr_luyc0q9c5P1qllsavo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DwqTFlol2g8/TslzGZFHkkI/AAAAAAAAAqs/8ICnyNpNh68/s1600/tumblr_luz9q9WDFx1r3jimro1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DwqTFlol2g8/TslzGZFHkkI/AAAAAAAAAqs/8ICnyNpNh68/s320/tumblr_luz9q9WDFx1r3jimro1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MbUQ_2qHZpo/Tsl05Kbo6pI/AAAAAAAAAq0/0Y_kuz0MBr8/s1600/tumblr_luseagcUci1qcri28o1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MbUQ_2qHZpo/Tsl05Kbo6pI/AAAAAAAAAq0/0Y_kuz0MBr8/s320/tumblr_luseagcUci1qcri28o1_500_large.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q. Why do you include so many pictures in your posts?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Because I love pictures, duh! :) &amp;nbsp;I really do though, and I always am inspired by them so I love to add loads of pictures to my posts. &amp;nbsp;Lately, I've been so busy that I post quickly and don't add a ton of images but I used to add so many. &amp;nbsp;I'm trying to get back into adding lots of pictures, so this is kind of my turn around post. :) &amp;nbsp;A lot of times, I'll be on websites and find a picture I love then I'm inspired to write about the feeling or what it reminds me of. &amp;nbsp;Then I'll find images that also convey that feeling or memory and then pack up my post with pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pZzGK_M4wXo/T0hxmd4KG9I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/HKpsQETWQOA/s1600/animals,b,w,children,photography-2f0d2bd65b3b7bed75af29193c6872a6_h%2525252525255B2%2525252525255D_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pZzGK_M4wXo/T0hxmd4KG9I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/HKpsQETWQOA/s400/animals,b,w,children,photography-2f0d2bd65b3b7bed75af29193c6872a6_h%2525252525255B2%2525252525255D_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whnCjSQk5wc/T0hxnBGVoEI/AAAAAAAAA4g/zqNdltVSsBA/s1600/tumblr_lqz2if50dm1qiq2u2o1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whnCjSQk5wc/T0hxnBGVoEI/AAAAAAAAA4g/zqNdltVSsBA/s320/tumblr_lqz2if50dm1qiq2u2o1_500_large.png" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q. How do you pick pictures for your posts?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Well, like I said before, I'm inspired by and image and then I'll write about what it reminds me of. &amp;nbsp;If I do come up with a blog idea all on my own (-gasp-) then I'll have to go searching for images. &amp;nbsp;I do this by thinking of the emotion it makes me feel and sometimes what the picture displays. &amp;nbsp;Take for example my&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/confessions-of-funny-girl-part-1.html" target="_blank"&gt;Confessions of a Funny Girl Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;about how I'm a Gleek. &amp;nbsp;I needed a picture for the post. &amp;nbsp;I immediatly ran to we&amp;lt;3it and tried to search for an image. &amp;nbsp;If I remember correctly, it only came up with four pictures. &amp;nbsp;One of which was this awesome, vintage colored, picture of a stop sign reading 'Don't Stop Believing', &amp;nbsp;Perfect! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm not that lucky and I have to make do. &amp;nbsp;But sometimes I find a picture that's totally irrelevant but yet, when I searched for a keyword and it popped up, it actually made sense to me and I put it in there. &amp;nbsp;Example,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/12/cinderella.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cinderella&lt;/a&gt;, a post I wrote about the Steven Curtis Chapman song. &amp;nbsp;The picture is entirely irrelevant, but when I searched for 'Cinderella' on we&amp;lt;3it, that picture came up. &amp;nbsp;It was totally not applicable, but for some reason, I liked it and stuck it in there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8XB4T6isZ7A/T0hyiW3kB2I/AAAAAAAAA4o/01GhTPNeKp4/s1600/gleek.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8XB4T6isZ7A/T0hyiW3kB2I/AAAAAAAAA4o/01GhTPNeKp4/s400/gleek.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Nhlsw1hZ-E/T0hy5TXyGhI/AAAAAAAAA4w/bVIFkM0eV74/s1600/princess.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Nhlsw1hZ-E/T0hy5TXyGhI/AAAAAAAAA4w/bVIFkM0eV74/s400/princess.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q. I've looked everywhere for a picture and I can't find anything that works for my topic. &amp;nbsp;What am I supposed to do??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Calm down there! :) &amp;nbsp;Seriously, if finding pictures isn't fun, then take a deep breath. &amp;nbsp;Images are supposed to be inspiring and moving, not stressful. &amp;nbsp;And who likes stressful picture finding and blogging? &amp;nbsp;That just sounds like school to me. &amp;nbsp;If you can't find pictures for your blog, you might be looking for something too specific. &amp;nbsp;Take for example, my post &lt;a href="http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/immature.html" target="_blank"&gt;Immature&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I searched Google for 'sticking tongue out'. &amp;nbsp;Yeah, that came up with maybe two bad, obviously shot with a cell phone pictures that I was like 'yeah that's stupid'. &amp;nbsp;So I went on we&amp;lt;3it and searched for 'sticking out tongue'. &amp;nbsp;It came up with two pictures. &amp;nbsp;I got real lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're looking for a picture on let's say, 'fluffy white dogs' (I'm random, okay?) and you want it to look vintage-y and washed out. &amp;nbsp;If you search for 'fluffy white dog vintage washed out', you're going to come up with a whooping big ol' fat 0 on Google. &amp;nbsp;Don't believe me? &amp;nbsp;Google it. :) &amp;nbsp;Go over to we&amp;lt;3it and you come up with another huge fat 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't despair! Search for 'white dog vintage' on Google. &amp;nbsp;You&amp;nbsp;literally&amp;nbsp;find one good picture. &amp;nbsp;I was going to find the link to it and guess what? &amp;nbsp;Someone wrote a blog post with tons of pictures of their white, somewhat fluffy, dog. &amp;nbsp;Search for 'white dog washed out' on Google and there really aren't any good pictures. &amp;nbsp;But you have one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want more? &amp;nbsp;The Meghan answer to that would be: 'Yes!!!!!' &amp;nbsp;Hope on over to we&amp;lt;3it and search for 'white dog vintage' and 'white dog washed out'. &amp;nbsp;You find one picture. &amp;nbsp;It's actually cute. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're like me and you want more pictures, broaden the search to fluffy dogs or even just fluffy white. &amp;nbsp;That will result in more and try dropping the vintage and washed out keywords and just chose the pictures that have the color schemes and themes you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7iENKAAzVEM/T0hxANpC20I/AAAAAAAAA4I/D5J70dfATIA/s1600/Fluffy+white+dog+vintage+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7iENKAAzVEM/T0hxANpC20I/AAAAAAAAA4I/D5J70dfATIA/s320/Fluffy+white+dog+vintage+.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEmlmbeN13E/T0hxBGVkkfI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/v2PPhzMt6gk/s1600/white+dog+vintage+we%3C3it.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEmlmbeN13E/T0hxBGVkkfI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/v2PPhzMt6gk/s400/white+dog+vintage+we%3C3it.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q. How am I supposed to put pictures in my post without being accused of stealing and get chased down by the FBI? &amp;nbsp;They'll put me in federal prison and I won't ever be a famous blogger like my dream. &amp;nbsp;I don't even know if they let you have internet in prison. &amp;nbsp;What will I do with out my blog?! &amp;nbsp;How will I live? &amp;nbsp;And I'll be stuck in a cell with some scary person who did way more than just use a picture on their blog without permission and I won't get to blog about it!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Sorry about that...I was getting bored. :) &amp;nbsp;But honestly, I am no expert in this. &amp;nbsp;Seriously, I'm not. &amp;nbsp;Anything I write in this answer should be double checked with an attorney or lawyer or something. &amp;nbsp;But I always just link to the pictures down below (they've always been there, go look.) at the bottom of my posts. &amp;nbsp;I've never had anyone tell me to take them down. &amp;nbsp;Now I will admit that I haven't actually sent the photographers/artists emails personally asking them if I can use them. &amp;nbsp;I don't really know of any bloggers who do. &amp;nbsp;But as far as I know, if you link to the original authors, you're cool. &amp;nbsp;But that's just what I think, and we all know that when I was little I thought smarties actually made you smarter. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p6q3CVFyn-4/T0hz1CkRxNI/AAAAAAAAA44/YSjEsC_Dpmc/s1600/tumblr_lzm4dwFWjU1r7rwlko1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p6q3CVFyn-4/T0hz1CkRxNI/AAAAAAAAA44/YSjEsC_Dpmc/s320/tumblr_lzm4dwFWjU1r7rwlko1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q. Is there such a thing as too many pictures? &amp;nbsp;How many pictures are too many?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Okay, so we all know my answer to that. &amp;nbsp;I'm serious, I have no limit. &amp;nbsp;I could literally post thousands of pictures in my posts if I could. &amp;nbsp;But I think people would hate me if I did that and give up 1/4 way through my post. &amp;nbsp;I figured that you might want an actually not picture obsessed person's answer so I googled it. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There really isn't a set number of pictures that's too many. &amp;nbsp;But keep a few things in mind. &amp;nbsp;More pictures means a longer loading time. &amp;nbsp;I know some people who read my blog are on computers that will take f-o-r-e-v-e-r to load. &amp;nbsp;And adding billions of pictures makes it even slower. &amp;nbsp;So it's best to keep the images fewer. &amp;nbsp;Or if you're like me and you&amp;nbsp;absolutely&amp;nbsp;love pictures, try using smaller sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are great visualizers. &amp;nbsp;In a lot of my posts, I make lists. &amp;nbsp;One of those is&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/11/if-you-dont-smile-who-will.html" target="_blank"&gt;If you don't smile who will?&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;where I list different ways to make people smile, complete with pictures. &amp;nbsp;With posts like this, I like to keep a general number in mind. &amp;nbsp;I tend to stick with about 2-4 pictures per item on the list. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes I blow this, big time. &amp;nbsp;But that's only on rare occasions. &amp;nbsp;Other times, I just can't help myself and I go crazy. &amp;nbsp;Don't believe me? &amp;nbsp;Go look at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/11/optimism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Optimism&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I'm pretty sure I had over 20 pictures in that post. &amp;nbsp;But at the same time, it made people, including myself, smile. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes, you can break rules. &amp;nbsp;Or like they say in Pirates of the&amp;nbsp;Caribbean&amp;nbsp;'They're more like guidelines anyways'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EuhYiKf7Meg/T0h0NvM54YI/AAAAAAAAA5A/iarQLF7GrjA/s1600/tumblr_lnyyxxGShH1qzzxybo1_400_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EuhYiKf7Meg/T0h0NvM54YI/AAAAAAAAA5A/iarQLF7GrjA/s400/tumblr_lnyyxxGShH1qzzxybo1_400_large.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q. Should I use pictures from websites or my own?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. I use both. &amp;nbsp;Most of the time, though, I use pictures from websites. &amp;nbsp;This is simply because I have no time to take pictures. &amp;nbsp;I think using your own pictures adds a personal touch to the post and it helps your readers to connect better with you. &amp;nbsp;I've done a few posts where I had entirely my pictures. &amp;nbsp;Both&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-make-me-smile.html" target="_blank"&gt;You Make Me Smile&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/02/changes.html" target="_blank"&gt;Changes&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;have entirely my pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wp1hs39Xj9A/Tqg145olQII/AAAAAAAAAY0/UpmzXUpbgv8/s1600/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wp1hs39Xj9A/Tqg145olQII/AAAAAAAAAY0/UpmzXUpbgv8/s400/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q. What are picture layouts? &amp;nbsp;Where do I get them from? &amp;nbsp;How do I use them?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. It's a three part question! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to part one: Picture layouts are creative ways for you to display your pictures in set layouts that you can edit in Photoshop. &amp;nbsp;I get &lt;a href="http://www.puglypixel.com/2011/09/09/freebie-blog-photo-templates-with-fabric-labels/" target="_blank"&gt;mine&lt;/a&gt; from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.puglypixel.com/" target="_blank"&gt;puglypixel&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;She gives some instructions on how to use them &lt;a href="http://www.puglypixel.com/2011/09/12/photoshop-blog-photo-templates/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Ro4EfsxwBw" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Once you figure them out, they're a piece of cake to use. &amp;nbsp;I'm working on making my own and when I get them finished I might just throw them up here for y'all to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puglypixel also has some other freebies up there to help spice up the layouts which include &lt;a href="http://www.puglypixel.com/2011/07/07/uppercase-freebie-bow-tie-textures/" target="_blank"&gt;bow tie textures&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.puglypixel.com/2011/07/06/blog-bling-ricrac/" target="_blank"&gt;ric rac&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.puglypixel.com/2011/10/14/tutorial-freebie-addcustomize-arrow-label-shapes/" target="_blank"&gt;arrow label shapes&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.puglypixel.com/2011/10/12/arrow-labels/" target="_blank"&gt;arrow and ribbon shapes&lt;/a&gt;, and lots more. &amp;nbsp;I'm kind of obsessed with them and I find them really fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WW-1pxCXn2A/T0h0iFBn_7I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/kno2DxIqLtU/s1600/color+me+bright+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WW-1pxCXn2A/T0h0iFBn_7I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/kno2DxIqLtU/s400/color+me+bright+copy1.jpg" width="355" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are all the questions I can think up to ask myself. :) &amp;nbsp;It's fun and entertaining trying to ask yourself questions. &amp;nbsp;I actually might be doing it more often. &amp;nbsp;But if you have any questions about pictures for blog posts or pictures in general, I'd love to answer them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading that whole thing and I'll be posting again tomorrow (hopefully, don't kill me if I don't).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theowlutopia.com/2010/11/21/vintage-lover-dog/"&gt;http://theowlutopia.com/2010/11/21/vintage-lover-dog/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/20807178"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/20807178&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/17982917"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/17982917&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/17982186"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/17982186&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/14574014"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/14574014&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/youaremyfave/5639129231/sizes/m/in/photostream/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/youaremyfave/5639129231/sizes/m/in/photostream/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/18049662"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/18049662&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/18049972"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/18049972&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/18050070"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/18050070&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/18050342"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/18050342&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/18050393"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/18050393&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/18050755"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/18050755&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/18050541"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/18050541&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/14480965"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/14480965&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bgbxFqHNdO8/TsgY_Opa0UI/AAAAAAAAAps/Nsd-COavHP8/s72-c/tumblr_luxd2kYBCQ1r6wq08o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-5023205414752785904</id><published>2012-02-20T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T11:17:02.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>turn around</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nHZypj2VxeY/T0KKTi2hXJI/AAAAAAAAA3k/iO_jb_fwJ84/s1600/Turn+around.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nHZypj2VxeY/T0KKTi2hXJI/AAAAAAAAA3k/iO_jb_fwJ84/s400/Turn+around.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Do you ever feel like there's nothing left for you? &amp;nbsp;Like no matter what you do, no one cares anymore? &amp;nbsp;Are you ever the person who thinks you just aren't worth it? &amp;nbsp;You don't know who to turn to because you don't know who cares anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be honest, I've been through some really hard stuff in my life. &amp;nbsp;But every single time I think I'm done, I'm not. &amp;nbsp;Wanna know why? &amp;nbsp;Because every single time I think I'm done I find God again. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes I read a really compelling Bible verse, or he sends someone really amazing into my life. &amp;nbsp;But in the most recent case, he sent me a song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that seem really stupid, but I listen to so much music it was bound to happen at some point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I take out my neighbor's dog every Monday-Friday during my lunch break. &amp;nbsp;His name's Cooper and he's really cute :) &amp;nbsp;And they always leave the radio on for him so he doesn't get all lonely. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes they have it set to K-Love (there's the important part:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of this happened in October of 2011. &amp;nbsp;One of the hardest months for me last year. &amp;nbsp;But hey, I was rescued. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I went over there to take out Cooper on Monday and K-Love was playing the song &lt;i&gt;Turn Around &lt;/i&gt;by Matt Maher. &amp;nbsp;I cried my eyes out. &amp;nbsp;I normally don't really cry through songs, but recently I've been crying when I listen to music. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways...I went home and didn't think about it until the next day when it was on the radio again. &amp;nbsp;I didn't think much about that because K-Love tends to repeat new songs over and over again. &amp;nbsp;But once again, I cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, I went over and the song was on &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Three days in a row, same time, same place. &amp;nbsp;I was crying and then I started thinking about two things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One, it's weird that they had it set to K-Love three days in a row because normally they change the stations every couple days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two, why is that song on &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went home and looked up the lyrics, cried some more, than it all kinda got pushed to the back of my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day (Thursday) I went over and it was on for the fourth time. &amp;nbsp;I was starting to get a little creeped out. &amp;nbsp;It was so weird. &amp;nbsp;I didn't think it was a message from God or anything. &amp;nbsp;I was just thinking K-Love was stalking me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday I went over and I heard the song for the fifth time. &amp;nbsp;I remember sitting on the floor with my head in my hands and crying. &amp;nbsp;It was so moving, I didn't know what to do. &amp;nbsp;It was like, God was trying to send me this message and the whole time I wasn't picking up on it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never really been moved by songs. &amp;nbsp;They've been applicable to situations in my life and they've made me cry but I can only think of five songs that have really, honestly moved me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;i&gt;Turn Around&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;i&gt;More Beautiful You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;i&gt;I Won't Let Go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;i&gt;Have Your Way&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. And then some song that we sang at church that I can't remember the name of.... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took me less than a minute to get the message after I had heard it for the fifth time. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I needed to turn around and run back to God. &amp;nbsp;I hadn't really been walking with Him because I was afraid He didn't care about me because I had hurt myself so much that I didn't think even He would want me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was stuck in a really difficult place and I didn't know how to get out. &amp;nbsp;I was so sick of my life and I didn't want to keep on living something that was so difficult. &amp;nbsp;But then I got this little glimmer of hope from that song. &amp;nbsp;It was amazing. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might be wondering why I chose to write about this when this whole thing happened months ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard the song again today during breakfast.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I own it and I listen to it a lot but there's something about hearing it on the radio that makes it really, really cool for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you're scared that you don't matter&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you're lost and need to be found&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you're looking for a savior&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;All you gotta do is turn around&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;No one listens to you anymore&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And your heart has broken down&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You don't need to move&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is come to you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;All you gotta do is turn around&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/GCi8P7W_tAw/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GCi8P7W_tAw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GCi8P7W_tAw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, there's my 'rescue' story, as I like to call it. &amp;nbsp;Because it really is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hope y'all have a great day and listen to K-Love all week because you never know what might happen.... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pic from:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/20395140"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/20395140&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-5023205414752785904?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5023205414752785904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/02/turn-around.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/5023205414752785904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/5023205414752785904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/02/turn-around.html' title='turn around'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nHZypj2VxeY/T0KKTi2hXJI/AAAAAAAAA3k/iO_jb_fwJ84/s72-c/Turn+around.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-112282572508037601</id><published>2012-02-14T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T20:39:56.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>will you be my valentine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OFHEZvSkThs/TzsnbnRBDCI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/MI2bwugGHUs/s1600/Valentine's+day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="363" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OFHEZvSkThs/TzsnbnRBDCI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/MI2bwugGHUs/s400/Valentine's+day.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never liked Valentine's day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear me out, pretty please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a just an excuse for guys to say they love you and to hide their feelings behind pink and red cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it pointless. &amp;nbsp;And depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never gotten a Valentine from anyone unrelated to me. &amp;nbsp;It's kinda dissapointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame it on my home school life. &amp;nbsp;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways....this is going to be a short blog today. &amp;nbsp;I'm trying to type quickly so I can go drink my fancy hot chocolate while watching The Notebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while y'all who are lucky to have someone real special to celebrate this random, pointless holiday with, I will be watching The Notebook and drinking my hot chocolate with Christmas sprinkles on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my mommy got me flowers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I keep reminding myself is that I'm only a teenager and I really don't &lt;i&gt;need &lt;/i&gt;a boyfriend, I simply need to know that God loves me and he will constantly love me. &amp;nbsp;Not just on Valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might expand on this topic tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;You never know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope y'all had a fantastic day, and remember God made you special and he loves you very much. &amp;nbsp;Goodbye! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/23112453"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/23112453&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-112282572508037601?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112282572508037601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/02/will-you-be-my-valentine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/112282572508037601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/112282572508037601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/02/will-you-be-my-valentine.html' title='will you be my valentine?'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OFHEZvSkThs/TzsnbnRBDCI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/MI2bwugGHUs/s72-c/Valentine&apos;s+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-3835398860508130783</id><published>2012-02-07T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T19:45:37.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>patio furniture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DfQUm6ye0Kk/TzHhjTTYtEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/tSBh8IcQDUg/s1600/IMG_1677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DfQUm6ye0Kk/TzHhjTTYtEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/tSBh8IcQDUg/s400/IMG_1677.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never understood this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My short life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never. &amp;nbsp;Ever. &amp;nbsp;Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would you put patio furniture on your front patio? &amp;nbsp;I mean, your wasting your moolah on something you don't use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like buying shoes and not wearing them. &amp;nbsp;Shush, we're going to pretend like I don't do that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I was thinking about that today and it really made me upset. &amp;nbsp;People never &lt;i&gt;ever &lt;/i&gt;sit on their front porches. &amp;nbsp;I've seen one of my neighbors do it regularly. &amp;nbsp;That's it. &amp;nbsp;ONE. &amp;nbsp;I live in a pretty large neighborhood folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I want to know, is why in the world would you splurge on a fancy patio set and set it on your front porch just to let it sit there? &amp;nbsp;I don't get it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I think it would be odd to walk up to a house and have no furniture there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I sound crazy. &amp;nbsp;I don't get why we have furniture on our front patios, yet I can't imagine what it would be like without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes...I am crazy and I don't understand patio furniture. &amp;nbsp;Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also don't understand that phrase.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Picture is mine)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-3835398860508130783?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3835398860508130783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/02/patio-furniture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/3835398860508130783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/3835398860508130783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/02/patio-furniture.html' title='patio furniture'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DfQUm6ye0Kk/TzHhjTTYtEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/tSBh8IcQDUg/s72-c/IMG_1677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-7191405465775766314</id><published>2012-02-02T11:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T11:51:56.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>changes</title><content type='html'>I found the world's most amazing website ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe not the world's most amazing, but it's pretty amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, thanks to this awesome website, my blog will be all new and shiny. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.puglypixel.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Pugly Pixel&lt;/a&gt;, I am now making my blog all shiny and fun. &amp;nbsp;And the photo layout below is her's too. &amp;nbsp;I love it... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or funner. &amp;nbsp;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please let me know if anything is difficult to read or anything is acting weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small update today....so you get pictures instead of lots of words. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(They're all mine so no stealin')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NzSLiTfzBs8/TyrbIj0HNYI/AAAAAAAAA3A/s2JKX8FRRR4/s1600/color+me+bright+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NzSLiTfzBs8/TyrbIj0HNYI/AAAAAAAAA3A/s2JKX8FRRR4/s640/color+me+bright+copy1.jpg" width="568" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-7191405465775766314?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7191405465775766314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/02/changes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/7191405465775766314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/7191405465775766314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/02/changes.html' title='changes'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NzSLiTfzBs8/TyrbIj0HNYI/AAAAAAAAA3A/s2JKX8FRRR4/s72-c/color+me+bright+copy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-273385511021931719</id><published>2012-01-31T14:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T15:16:10.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my life on a memory card</title><content type='html'>That's my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my other blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a secret blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a not popular blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very not popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's &lt;a href="http://mylifeonamemorycard.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;my photography blog&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;But I don't ever post anything on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been over a year, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still take pictures so I figured I might as well move it. &amp;nbsp;Sort of. &amp;nbsp;I'm just going to post my pictures on here, probably with the title 'my life on a memory card.' &amp;nbsp;Yes, I am so creative. &amp;nbsp;Bask in the creativeness. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, that means I'm deleting my life on a memory card. &amp;nbsp;I'm sort of sad about it so I'm leaving it up for another week. &amp;nbsp;Even though I never post on it, I still am sad. &amp;nbsp;Don't call me weird, I have my reasons. &amp;nbsp;Actually, I don't.... &amp;nbsp;Right before it dies, go look at it. &amp;nbsp;I'll probably repost some pictures over here, but don't count on it. &amp;nbsp;-tear-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My&amp;nbsp;announcement&amp;nbsp;was short. &amp;nbsp;And slightly unimportant. &amp;nbsp;But look at pictures now. :) &amp;nbsp;They's all mine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jszP4dJfJnI/Tyhiira366I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/HyuFYlHkbO8/s1600/IMG_9298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jszP4dJfJnI/Tyhiira366I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/HyuFYlHkbO8/s400/IMG_9298.JPG" width="400"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1188024041"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1188024042"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-273385511021931719?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/273385511021931719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-life-on-memory-card.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/273385511021931719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/273385511021931719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-life-on-memory-card.html' title='my life on a memory card'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8yh8o0fOodg/Tyhhsy3M9sI/AAAAAAAAA1w/gDMiX7klT8c/s72-c/IMG_8679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-1752385469219127824</id><published>2012-01-29T22:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T22:04:19.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>immature</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gQ_FO3EYVOM/TyYkTMV4nnI/AAAAAAAAA1I/IPHMvzmCWg8/s1600/immature.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gQ_FO3EYVOM/TyYkTMV4nnI/AAAAAAAAA1I/IPHMvzmCWg8/s400/immature.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was more or less forced into writing this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By less, I did it slightly&amp;nbsp;voluntarily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By more, I was told I could write a post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways...there's this guy I know who is always sarcastic with me, kinda funny actually. &amp;nbsp;But when I was leaving, he started to stick his tongue out at me and I told him it was immature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my ride wasn't &lt;i&gt;actually &lt;/i&gt;there so I went back in and was talking to him and one of our youth leaders. &amp;nbsp;I asked our leader if it was immature if a guy is sticking his tongue out at you if it's immature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, yep, right this very minute, you need to think about what he says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously contemplate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's two answers to this question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;He says 'Yeah, that's immature. &amp;nbsp;Guys in fourth grade do that.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. He sticks his tongue out at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now consider which one happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got your idea?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not the first one, nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He stuck his tongue out at me. &amp;nbsp;Yep, then he proceeded to tell me that I can write a blog post about it and tell the whole world about how immature the guy was for stickin' his tongue out at me. &amp;nbsp;And then he said I can throw him under the bus too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there you have it folks. &amp;nbsp;I just -attempted- to throw them both under the bus....oh well...I wasn't sure what to confess next so I'm taking any ideas I'm given. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just thought I'd let y'all know...sticking tongues out at girls is really immature. &amp;nbsp;Just sayin'... =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/22054586"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/22054586&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-1752385469219127824?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1752385469219127824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/immature.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/1752385469219127824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/1752385469219127824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/immature.html' title='immature'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gQ_FO3EYVOM/TyYkTMV4nnI/AAAAAAAAA1I/IPHMvzmCWg8/s72-c/immature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-8743755206840517952</id><published>2012-01-27T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T20:38:03.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions of a funny girl part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ooCcxJxq7ac/TyNth1lEIEI/AAAAAAAAA1A/lw7cl8AKOuo/s1600/harry+potter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ooCcxJxq7ac/TyNth1lEIEI/AAAAAAAAA1A/lw7cl8AKOuo/s400/harry+potter.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm a Harry Potter nerd.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's so many people I know who think it's a 'bad' book or it's 'terrible' because it involves magic and all that. &amp;nbsp;But I grew up with Harry Potter and I was really sad when they ended it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why I like it so much but I just do. &amp;nbsp;Maybe it's the fact that Harry never felt like he belonged, like he was different. &amp;nbsp;I never, ever felt like I belonged. &amp;nbsp;I was always 'the outsider' because we moved so much and I was too afraid to make friends that I knew I would lose in a year. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I've gotten tons of flack from loving the books. &amp;nbsp;People told me that I'm not being a good Christian because it 'tears me away' from God. &amp;nbsp;I don't really get it, it's not like I believe in it or anything. &amp;nbsp;I'm okay with the fact that I like the books. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's my little confession :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://downloadharrypotterandthedeathlyhallows2movie.files.wordpress.com/2011/07/harry-potter-and-deathly-hallows.jpg"&gt;http://downloadharrypotterandthedeathlyhallows2movie.files.wordpress.com/2011/07/harry-potter-and-deathly-hallows.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-8743755206840517952?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8743755206840517952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/confessions-of-funny-girl-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/8743755206840517952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/8743755206840517952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/confessions-of-funny-girl-part-3.html' title='confessions of a funny girl part 3'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ooCcxJxq7ac/TyNth1lEIEI/AAAAAAAAA1A/lw7cl8AKOuo/s72-c/harry+potter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-1001696339632780305</id><published>2012-01-26T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T16:45:44.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions of a funny girl part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBRODSWTPRo/TyD0LAkVuiI/AAAAAAAAAyk/xWdGA2wlL5o/s1600/notes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBRODSWTPRo/TyD0LAkVuiI/AAAAAAAAAyk/xWdGA2wlL5o/s400/notes.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to be written letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds and thousands of letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that sounds odd. &amp;nbsp;Quite odd, actually. &amp;nbsp;But it's always been this weird fantasy of mine. &amp;nbsp;Maybe it has something to do with reading The Notebook at eleven. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either which way, I've always wanted to write letters like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is this a confession?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I have no clue. :) &amp;nbsp;It's just something I've always wanted to do, have someone I love write me dozens of letters and to write back. &amp;nbsp;It all seems so romantic to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That got cheesy fast... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relatively short post today. :) &amp;nbsp;now go continue your lives and write a letter to someone. &amp;nbsp;(you can write me one (or a thousand), you know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B4cQwo1HkwY/TyD1oIwEUtI/AAAAAAAAAys/iV4pl3nNqgg/s1600/notes2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B4cQwo1HkwY/TyD1oIwEUtI/AAAAAAAAAys/iV4pl3nNqgg/s320/notes2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FCmpAcNBSw8/TyD1o8Pk9cI/AAAAAAAAAy0/3nIMXdi9sjw/s1600/notes3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FCmpAcNBSw8/TyD1o8Pk9cI/AAAAAAAAAy0/3nIMXdi9sjw/s320/notes3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8AMrtXK5fCQ/TyD1pOLVtZI/AAAAAAAAAy8/G7YO4Adsi5I/s1600/notes4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8AMrtXK5fCQ/TyD1pOLVtZI/AAAAAAAAAy8/G7YO4Adsi5I/s320/notes4.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v1UaWUtNlcU/TyD1pleGgYI/AAAAAAAAAzE/2s3_LfLIIqo/s1600/notes5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v1UaWUtNlcU/TyD1pleGgYI/AAAAAAAAAzE/2s3_LfLIIqo/s320/notes5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Yx_MLbt10U/TyD1qWo0l3I/AAAAAAAAAzM/TarovPpA6Fc/s1600/notes6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Yx_MLbt10U/TyD1qWo0l3I/AAAAAAAAAzM/TarovPpA6Fc/s320/notes6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://browndresswithwhitedots.tumblr.com/page/4"&gt;http://browndresswithwhitedots.tumblr.com/page/4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/21144647"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/21144647&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/16776600"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/16776600&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/14558665"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/14558665&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/2007813"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/2007813&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-1001696339632780305?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1001696339632780305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/confessions-of-funny-girl-part-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/1001696339632780305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/1001696339632780305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/confessions-of-funny-girl-part-2.html' title='confessions of a funny girl part 2'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBRODSWTPRo/TyD0LAkVuiI/AAAAAAAAAyk/xWdGA2wlL5o/s72-c/notes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-6373979218371217126</id><published>2012-01-25T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T23:30:28.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions of a funny girl part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6IF3AYV3wiY/TyB1REkJcoI/AAAAAAAAAyc/IABhrN9s7_k/s1600/gleek.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6IF3AYV3wiY/TyB1REkJcoI/AAAAAAAAAyc/IABhrN9s7_k/s400/gleek.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole this&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://imagining-arts.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Bethany&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;I ran out of ideas for blog posts so I'm living off of hers. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's my confession:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a Gleek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know. &amp;nbsp;You've probably already got a list of reasons why it's such a bad show going through your head right now. &amp;nbsp;But I like it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glee is really honestly a waste of my time. &amp;nbsp;So is most of the TV we watch anyways. &amp;nbsp;But it's so awesome because of the music. &amp;nbsp;I'm a music fanatic, geek, addict, and lover. &amp;nbsp;I'm obsessed with Taylor Swift and country music and Glee gives me plenty of music. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They've also made me cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In S1 Ep16, they talked about eating disorders, self image problems, and everything surrounding it. &amp;nbsp;I remember bawling my eyes out and wishing the episode would just end. &amp;nbsp;Yes, I know I could've turned it off. &amp;nbsp;But where's the fun in that??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something about that show is really cool. &amp;nbsp;They talk about accepting the different and trying to change the world. &amp;nbsp;It's about music and life. &amp;nbsp;The real problems we all have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the songs they did was a Bruno Mars song, &lt;i&gt;Just the Way You Are&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;My best friend likes to constantly sing that to me, which gets odd because she's a girl and I've banned her from singing the second verse. :) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the Glee episodes I really am not super thrilled with, but most of them I really like. &amp;nbsp;So many times have they hit home with their problems. &amp;nbsp;Some of them have troubles accepting who they are, we watch as those same characters become cocky self&amp;nbsp;absorbed&amp;nbsp;divas. &amp;nbsp;Or visa versa. &amp;nbsp;We watch as the head cheerleader makes a huge mistakes and gets pregnant by her boyfriends best friend. &amp;nbsp;She suffers the&amp;nbsp;consequences. &amp;nbsp;It's not a show where they can do whatever they want and nothing bad happens to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll admit, I really, really, don't like Lea Michelle's character. &amp;nbsp;She drives me insane. &amp;nbsp;Her voice is annoying, and honestly, I don't think her singing voice is much better. &amp;nbsp;Sure she can hit all of those high notes and stuff but when you sound like a six-year-old violinist (I've been a six-year-old violinist, I know what it sounds like) and squeaking all the time, you get annoyed. &amp;nbsp;The other character's constantly gripe and groan about how her character gets all of the solos but yet, the producers still let her sing everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They did a religious-ish episode once, and it wasn't my favorite but it was funny. &amp;nbsp;They did stress their faith and Christianity, but at the same time, some characters made fun of it and said that if all of this bad stuff had happened to them and their family, then how can God be real? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They did sing my song on that show so I'm now a bigger fan. &amp;nbsp;I mean, how many shows in this day and age sing&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Sweet Caroline&lt;/i&gt;? &amp;nbsp;Exactly... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So other than Rachel, a few of the other characters, and the religion episode, I'm pretty happy with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to end this post that has now gotten out of hand. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;I hope you all have a fantastic day and God bless :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/_1wh6NBLPwY/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_1wh6NBLPwY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_1wh6NBLPwY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pic:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/2091443"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/2091443&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-6373979218371217126?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6373979218371217126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/confessions-of-funny-girl-part-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/6373979218371217126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/6373979218371217126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/confessions-of-funny-girl-part-1.html' title='confessions of a funny girl part 1'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6IF3AYV3wiY/TyB1REkJcoI/AAAAAAAAAyc/IABhrN9s7_k/s72-c/gleek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-2464363718319150228</id><published>2012-01-23T22:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T22:33:22.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cousins, or twins?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;My cousin is one of my favorite people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were little, we were convinced we were twins. &amp;nbsp;We could've been, I mean, we&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;were&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;born four days apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin has gotten me through everything. &amp;nbsp;My relationships, guys, my life, my parents divorce, the crap I endure daily, and she's still okay. &amp;nbsp;We've got each other and we'll make it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded today by a friend how awesome cousins are. &amp;nbsp;My cousin is amazing, beautiful, a completely obsessed anime nerd, my Harry Potter buddy, my twin, the world's best counselor, the one who played piano with me for hours over Christmas break, a Taylor Swift fan right along side me :), and she means the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she reads my blog, so I just wanna let her know I love her and she's amazing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I think about it, I should've posted this on her birthday. &amp;nbsp;Way to go, Meghan, way to go. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today (or tomorrow (it's 10:30 right now...)) let your cousin know how much you appreciate them. &amp;nbsp;Trust me, you probably wouldn't be where you are without them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i didn't have any pictures specifically for cousins so enjoy my twin pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mbm3aTC2ENY/Tx5BZV5vT5I/AAAAAAAAAx8/jUNJPbQPVr8/s1600/twins+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mbm3aTC2ENY/Tx5BZV5vT5I/AAAAAAAAAx8/jUNJPbQPVr8/s320/twins+2.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C5MylqazIG8/Tx5BaJrxZPI/AAAAAAAAAyE/PnmiG1tHYiQ/s1600/twins+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C5MylqazIG8/Tx5BaJrxZPI/AAAAAAAAAyE/PnmiG1tHYiQ/s320/twins+3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aLDo6kNc1jk/Tx5BafMIDmI/AAAAAAAAAyM/33rl4Ma3X44/s1600/twins+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="284" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aLDo6kNc1jk/Tx5BafMIDmI/AAAAAAAAAyM/33rl4Ma3X44/s320/twins+4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1s3yWlFs8To/Tx5Bbj5XzPI/AAAAAAAAAyU/vKfET_hkI18/s1600/twins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1s3yWlFs8To/Tx5Bbj5XzPI/AAAAAAAAAyU/vKfET_hkI18/s320/twins.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/21660025"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/21660025&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/21669924"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/21669924&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/21581045"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/21581045&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/21577171"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/21577171&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-2464363718319150228?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2464363718319150228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/cousins-or-twins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/2464363718319150228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/2464363718319150228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/cousins-or-twins.html' title='cousins, or twins?'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mbm3aTC2ENY/Tx5BZV5vT5I/AAAAAAAAAx8/jUNJPbQPVr8/s72-c/twins+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-5907304984516769594</id><published>2012-01-17T19:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T20:00:20.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>walk me down the middle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VQVlT6JvQWw/TxY1KtQ6C5I/AAAAAAAAAx0/B7TTamGvM6k/s1600/walk+me+down+the+middle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VQVlT6JvQWw/TxY1KtQ6C5I/AAAAAAAAAx0/B7TTamGvM6k/s320/walk+me+down+the+middle.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If y'all hadn't noticed, I have a slight (or major) obsession with country music. &amp;nbsp;It's my favorite genre so I will constantly listen to it. &amp;nbsp;And recently my obsession has been with The Band Perry (don't worry, I still love Taylor Swift, I'm just trying to branch out a little :). &amp;nbsp;I've had their song &lt;i&gt;If I die Young&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;for a while but just recently got their entire album. &amp;nbsp;And I'm in love with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite song from their album is &lt;i&gt;Walk Me Down the Middle&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;For some reason I love this song. &amp;nbsp;I can't&amp;nbsp;necessarily&amp;nbsp;say it holds a ton of meaning to my life, but it's sort of how I always feel when I really like a guy. &amp;nbsp;Where you just want him to notice you and realize that he likes you too. &amp;nbsp;But sometimes it just doesn't work out like that. &amp;nbsp;Too bad, it would make every day a fairy tale (I told you I wasn't over Taylor Swift). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/BqTuFMbf-gk/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BqTuFMbf-gk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BqTuFMbf-gk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song and I want it played at my wedding. &amp;nbsp;I swear I have lists of songs to be played at my wedding and my funeral. &amp;nbsp;Yes, I do plan ahead. &amp;nbsp;Very, very, far ahead. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;But hey, I can wish, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This turned out waaay more mushy than I had expected. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I learned something today. &amp;nbsp;So I say 'y'all' sometimes if I'm really tired or not watching what I say. &amp;nbsp;(this makes no logical sense because I've never lived in the South though I have family from Kentucky so that might be part of it....still...). &amp;nbsp;But I always spelled it like 'ya'll'. &amp;nbsp;Apparently I'm wrong. &amp;nbsp;-gasp- Happens a lot, actually....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I guess it's spelled y'all so now I feel very bad at spelling. &amp;nbsp;Which is insane&amp;nbsp;because I'm failing at spelling country slang. &amp;nbsp;Greaaat..... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I shall leave y'all alone...hope you now know what to play at my wedding and how to correctly spell slang. :) And yes, I did just pretend to be English and Country in the same sentence, thanks for noticing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-ta! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ps: I failed at picking one picture so here they all are :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I3JftjJNRok/TxY1C44HxqI/AAAAAAAAAxk/fKckXUhJuS8/s1600/walk+me+down+the+middle+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I3JftjJNRok/TxY1C44HxqI/AAAAAAAAAxk/fKckXUhJuS8/s320/walk+me+down+the+middle+1.jpg" width="269" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o0HITS4JiHQ/TxY1DRXSA_I/AAAAAAAAAxs/TS1f1LmOvXQ/s1600/walk+me+down+the+middle+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o0HITS4JiHQ/TxY1DRXSA_I/AAAAAAAAAxs/TS1f1LmOvXQ/s320/walk+me+down+the+middle+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/21080836&lt;br /&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/15440215&lt;br /&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/8142727&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-5907304984516769594?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5907304984516769594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/walk-me-down-middle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/5907304984516769594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/5907304984516769594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/walk-me-down-middle.html' title='walk me down the middle'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VQVlT6JvQWw/TxY1KtQ6C5I/AAAAAAAAAx0/B7TTamGvM6k/s72-c/walk+me+down+the+middle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-5416725222042642889</id><published>2012-01-15T23:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T15:27:06.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions, obsessions</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;So I like to go back and read my old blog posts to see how I've changed my writing styles and how I've evolved as a person. &amp;nbsp;But I read some of my more recent (recent old posts??) posts last night and it got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to make a post of confessions and dreams of mine. &amp;nbsp;I have a lot of odd quirks about me and things that are nothing but weird. &amp;nbsp;Yes, I'm admitting I'm slightly perplexing. &amp;nbsp;My best friend wears off on me. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get started, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I don't like pie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a hater, but I'm serious. &amp;nbsp;Thanks gluten allergy. &amp;nbsp;Like, I like apple pie and pumpkin pie, but only in tensy tiny proportions. &amp;nbsp;Yus, I'm not the average Joe. &amp;nbsp;That's because I'm not a Joe!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YOPw7pEdxkc/TwTtT8zqj3I/AAAAAAAAAuo/cr3o1ujawck/s1600/pie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="284" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YOPw7pEdxkc/TwTtT8zqj3I/AAAAAAAAAuo/cr3o1ujawck/s320/pie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I like toothpaste&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I'll eat it straight from the tube or&amp;nbsp;anything, but I swear I could stand all day and brush my teeth. &amp;nbsp;Maybe it has something to do with my&amp;nbsp;perfectionism.....But all that wonderful mint goodness...aaaahhh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TUgBkEFllrw/TwTuGBfRLDI/AAAAAAAAAu0/fncI1xFmk7A/s1600/toothpaste.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TUgBkEFllrw/TwTuGBfRLDI/AAAAAAAAAu0/fncI1xFmk7A/s320/toothpaste.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;People say things that bring you to your knees&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Taylor, awesome lyrics. :) &amp;nbsp;But I just wish they'd keep that stuff in their minds. &amp;nbsp;How is this a confession, dream, or an quirk? &amp;nbsp;It makes me sad when I hear people rip on each other or on me. &amp;nbsp;So yeah, more of an 'I'm emotional and I'm tired' thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jqbpyKvyhwI/TwUpExDDzRI/AAAAAAAAAvA/3wMuNGlDaYA/s1600/when+people+say+things+that+bring+you+to+your+knees.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jqbpyKvyhwI/TwUpExDDzRI/AAAAAAAAAvA/3wMuNGlDaYA/s320/when+people+say+things+that+bring+you+to+your+knees.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I wanna be a rockstar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will be using song lyrics as my titles. :) &amp;nbsp;But I wanna be a country singer. &amp;nbsp;Haha, call me crazy, insane, lunitatic (and I do make my own words up!) or whatever else you can think of,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;but all you are is mean.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pWCZ_XHsCa4/TwUpvocbvpI/AAAAAAAAAvM/9oPhhzJbiBs/s1600/sing+to+me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pWCZ_XHsCa4/TwUpvocbvpI/AAAAAAAAAvM/9oPhhzJbiBs/s400/sing+to+me.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I cry myself to sleep.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll be strong, I'll keep carrying on, because I know this ain't the end. &amp;nbsp;No, it ain't the end.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V-x3HCyvsC8/TwUqfTozN1I/AAAAAAAAAvY/9jfQq9ESXK4/s1600/cry+yourself+to+sleep.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V-x3HCyvsC8/TwUqfTozN1I/AAAAAAAAAvY/9jfQq9ESXK4/s400/cry+yourself+to+sleep.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I like Taylor Swift&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hadn't noticed that before, than you may need some medical attention. &amp;nbsp;Hate on her to your heart's content, but I really like her and her music. &amp;nbsp;She's one of my role models and for good reasons. &amp;nbsp;She's a strong, confident, young lady who&amp;nbsp;knows&amp;nbsp;that she is millions of people's role model and she said that she wakes up everyday knowing that. &amp;nbsp;She's going to keep a good reputation because she knows that she affects people's lives. &amp;nbsp;AND she's doing it in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hnp629Z_OQ8/TwUrSx3fdCI/AAAAAAAAAvk/OTouC6rvFOc/s1600/Taylor+Swift+%253C3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hnp629Z_OQ8/TwUrSx3fdCI/AAAAAAAAAvk/OTouC6rvFOc/s320/Taylor+Swift+%253C3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I lie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every morning, I put on my face. &amp;nbsp;The one that's gonna get me through another day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_dvzOHZCUSw/TxC2EWyu6qI/AAAAAAAAAv0/gMDBaJo1lzY/s1600/I+lie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="259" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_dvzOHZCUSw/TxC2EWyu6qI/AAAAAAAAAv0/gMDBaJo1lzY/s320/I+lie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I really like these thingimajiggers ()&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they're called parenthesis. &amp;nbsp;Just warning you, it's early and I'm tired. &amp;nbsp;Also, I'm slightly obsessing over how they look like smile lines ( ) ---------------------------&amp;gt; . .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;(U)&lt;br /&gt;Stand in awe of my awesome smily face!!! (Don't mock that face because I put some serious effort into that! &amp;nbsp;I held down the space bar for almost a whole line. &amp;nbsp;That's some serious dedication right there. &amp;nbsp;Be amazed! (I'm done now, I swear!))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Babysitting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my fave job ever, but it pays. &amp;nbsp;Yeah so that's a quirk, I'm a teenager who doesn't like&amp;nbsp;baby-sitting. &amp;nbsp;But sometimes the kids are really cute. &amp;nbsp;Like babies. :) (Ps. This adorable baby stole this expression from my sister who totally owns the copyright...ask my mom...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w393rhw02hI/TxC22y36nNI/AAAAAAAAAv8/9OMtQ2HYb0I/s1600/babysitting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w393rhw02hI/TxC22y36nNI/AAAAAAAAAv8/9OMtQ2HYb0I/s320/babysitting.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I struggle...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with writing this post. &amp;nbsp;I said these were confessions and dreams. &amp;nbsp;Oh and quirks. &amp;nbsp;But they just sort of seem to be random things about me. &amp;nbsp;Haha, I fail at writing about my own topic. &amp;nbsp;Wow. &amp;nbsp;I'm special. &amp;nbsp;(yes, I did just call myself special, 'cause I'm special (probably not the kind of special you think I'm talking about (yes, I actually am&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;confusing)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLgw4qZC4yw/TxC3dZ-2BJI/AAAAAAAAAwE/0_ktn8GCb78/s1600/You%2527re+special.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLgw4qZC4yw/TxC3dZ-2BJI/AAAAAAAAAwE/0_ktn8GCb78/s320/You%2527re+special.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Cold&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm used to the cold because I lived in&amp;nbsp;Wisconsin&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;Illinois&amp;nbsp;and Ohio, but I have&amp;nbsp;hypothyroidism&amp;nbsp;so my&amp;nbsp;temperatures&amp;nbsp;tend to be off. &amp;nbsp;So like, today didn't seem cold to me, but I was cold all day. &amp;nbsp;Make sense? &amp;nbsp;I didn't think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P7CM6UextlU/TxC3ztuXZDI/AAAAAAAAAwM/5kfOQfTZxuo/s1600/cold.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P7CM6UextlU/TxC3ztuXZDI/AAAAAAAAAwM/5kfOQfTZxuo/s320/cold.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I'm addicted to washing my hair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely serious. &amp;nbsp;I always freak out if it smells even remotely weird (to me, that means it&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;doesn't&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;smell like shampoo...)&amp;nbsp;or if something gets in it or anything like that. &amp;nbsp;Don't tell me it's bad for me....I know that. &amp;nbsp;I'm trying very hard to break that habit, but to no avail. &amp;nbsp;During the summer, I would shower ever day and wash my hair at least twice. &amp;nbsp;No lie. &amp;nbsp;I've washed my hair three time in a day before. &amp;nbsp;I think I might have actually washed it four times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TeWrP1NFvWo/TxC4R2F4yzI/AAAAAAAAAwU/hF1yIOn6jsg/s1600/Wash+my+hair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TeWrP1NFvWo/TxC4R2F4yzI/AAAAAAAAAwU/hF1yIOn6jsg/s320/Wash+my+hair.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I hate my glasses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wil not be seen in public with them. &amp;nbsp;I know I used to wear them all the time, but in the past two years, no one has seen me in them. &amp;nbsp;I could count on one hand how many people not related to me who have seen my in my glasses before. &amp;nbsp;Yep, I'm legit. (oh and if I looked as cute as this puppy in my glasses, I'd totally wear them more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_8wC7hUfVGU/TxC4jppJ9qI/AAAAAAAAAwc/finT3lWTocI/s1600/glasses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_8wC7hUfVGU/TxC4jppJ9qI/AAAAAAAAAwc/finT3lWTocI/s320/glasses.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Lipstick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that stuff! &amp;nbsp;I've owned three my whole life. &amp;nbsp;I haven't even used half of each. &amp;nbsp;I'm not a huge fan of lipgloss either. &amp;nbsp;But kill me before you make me wear lipstick. (Ps. I love these coffee cups. (though, when I get married, I highly doubt he'll have a mustache that looks like that. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ogdp10-DMFM/TxC47bcYHZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Wd0zdWhJs-w/s1600/Lipstick.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ogdp10-DMFM/TxC47bcYHZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Wd0zdWhJs-w/s320/Lipstick.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Oy, Joy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking. &amp;nbsp;Say whaaaa??? &amp;nbsp;Yes. &amp;nbsp;It's a book you've probably never heard of. &amp;nbsp;It's really good though. &amp;nbsp;And I think I've read it over a hundred times. &amp;nbsp;I got it when I was like, ten or something. &amp;nbsp;I kinda stopped counting after forty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPeqok8ME5Y/TxC5Xy2DO1I/AAAAAAAAAws/Es9SF7Is0Oo/s1600/Oy%252C+Joy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPeqok8ME5Y/TxC5Xy2DO1I/AAAAAAAAAws/Es9SF7Is0Oo/s1600/Oy%252C+Joy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;11. 13. 199.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop and take a picture whenever I see one of these numbers. &amp;nbsp;They're my favorite/lucky numbers. &amp;nbsp;So yes, I have three lucky numbers and yes, I stop and take pictures whenever I see them. &amp;nbsp;Expect a blog post!!!!! &amp;nbsp;(on the last picture, I tried really really hard to get it to be 11:11:11 but then my computer froze. grrrrr...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zXEmoPgs070/TxPEl_Z0qyI/AAAAAAAAAxE/895VbucC1MY/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-12-07+at+2.22.09+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zXEmoPgs070/TxPEl_Z0qyI/AAAAAAAAAxE/895VbucC1MY/s200/Screen+shot+2011-12-07+at+2.22.09+PM.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dUVEmK4gp2M/TxPEoZLZnHI/AAAAAAAAAxM/STQRoSg3keQ/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-12-14+at+4.36.02+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dUVEmK4gp2M/TxPEoZLZnHI/AAAAAAAAAxM/STQRoSg3keQ/s320/Screen+shot+2011-12-14+at+4.36.02+PM.png" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkXxUOgi7TU/TxPEomN3Q-I/AAAAAAAAAxU/i6uQbMGQxKA/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-12-15+at+11.11.41+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="55" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkXxUOgi7TU/TxPEomN3Q-I/AAAAAAAAAxU/i6uQbMGQxKA/s200/Screen+shot+2011-12-15+at+11.11.41+AM.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Washing, washing, washing, washing, oh look, she's washing again!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit, I have a slight obsession with washing my clothes. &amp;nbsp;It's like washing my hair, only I do this like three times a week instead of three times a day (one few&amp;nbsp;occasions, gosh!). &amp;nbsp;I think I like washing things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1zkFvaZPTgo/TxC501XpNUI/AAAAAAAAAw0/LaybiuEtZSA/s1600/washing+machine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1zkFvaZPTgo/TxC501XpNUI/AAAAAAAAAw0/LaybiuEtZSA/s400/washing+machine.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Brushing, brushing, brushing, brushing, brushing, brushing, oh wait, brushing, brushing, stop!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this kinda applies to number 2....but I also brush my teeth obsessively. &amp;nbsp;I have no idea why. &amp;nbsp;I'm starting to get the impression that I have a cleaning obsession. &amp;nbsp;Though my room is cluttered.....(Ps. This is a cute picture....just sayin'...I mean, if you've ever tried to brush your cats teeth you know how difficult it is...very....very....difficult...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqBbX73hzqU/TxC6TMUiNII/AAAAAAAAAw8/7fJE1IKDWQQ/s1600/brushing+your+teeth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqBbX73hzqU/TxC6TMUiNII/AAAAAAAAAw8/7fJE1IKDWQQ/s320/brushing+your+teeth.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I eat really late at night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I do, but I do. &amp;nbsp;I can't help it because &amp;nbsp;I get so hungry right at like 10 so I end up eating something. &amp;nbsp;I don't get hungry before that but then when I'm read to go to bed and I have to eat something. :( &amp;nbsp;quite sad I know. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dbfoAINGV9E/TxPGUwMg1FI/AAAAAAAAAxc/qdlOEYV_Mvw/s1600/eating+late+at+night.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dbfoAINGV9E/TxPGUwMg1FI/AAAAAAAAAxc/qdlOEYV_Mvw/s320/eating+late+at+night.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say I hope you've learned somethin' new about me, but I'm not sure if you actually&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;wanted&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;to know any of that stuff about me. &amp;nbsp;It's all very, very,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;very&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;random quirks and oddities I have accumulated throughout my life. &amp;nbsp;So yes, please have a fantastic rest your Sunday (all 8 minutes of it)! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pippijewelry/5793811173/sizes/m/in/faves-elsiecake/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/pippijewelry/5793811173/sizes/m/in/faves-elsiecake/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/10626786"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/10626786&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/10403713"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/10403713&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/18165666"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/18165666&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/21024778"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/21024778&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/21069736"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/21069736&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/16238185"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/16238185&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/21058236"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/21058236&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/20966885"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/20966885&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/21068756"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/21068756&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/18819138"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/18819138&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41V52WHW90L._SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41V52WHW90L._SL500_AA300_.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/6074204"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/6074204&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/13003583"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/13003583&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-5416725222042642889?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5416725222042642889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/confessions-obsessions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/5416725222042642889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/5416725222042642889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/confessions-obsessions.html' title='confessions, obsessions'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YOPw7pEdxkc/TwTtT8zqj3I/AAAAAAAAAuo/cr3o1ujawck/s72-c/pie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-2271765332318401231</id><published>2012-01-03T19:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T20:00:36.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>short pants and ice cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FxBAMF1fVWM/TwO7TaHp7vI/AAAAAAAAAts/K7UiQn5-S08/s1600/pajamas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FxBAMF1fVWM/TwO7TaHp7vI/AAAAAAAAAts/K7UiQn5-S08/s320/pajamas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pajama pants are too short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got them for Christmas and they come almost halfway up my calf. &amp;nbsp;But they are sooo comfortable. &amp;nbsp;And you know what the best part is??? &amp;nbsp;They're reversable!!!!! =D &amp;nbsp;Once I grow again (see ya all next week! :) I think I might cut them into shorts. &amp;nbsp;'Cause they're that awesome! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually ate ice cream today -gasp- and all I could think about was Graeter's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best. &amp;nbsp;Ice. &amp;nbsp;Cream. &amp;nbsp;EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's located in.....wait for iiiiiiit (PSYCH!!).....Ohio!!! :) &amp;nbsp;I know right? &amp;nbsp;Waaay out there. &amp;nbsp;Sooo hard to get to there. &amp;nbsp;Haha, but I love it!! &amp;nbsp;They'll ship it to you! &amp;nbsp;I'm serious. :) &amp;nbsp;My favorite flavor eva' is Black Raspberry Chip. &amp;nbsp;And I hate raspberries. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;But it's soooo good!! &amp;nbsp;I would seriously pay hundreds of moneys right now just to get it. &amp;nbsp;My vanilla ice cream was boring....I kept trying to pretend that I was eating Black Raspberry Chip....yeah, that doesn't work too well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look....and drool.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WV3DD0T-0xk/TwO9jP3YFVI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/5kzrq3j-b-Q/s1600/Graeters-and-Head-Shots-007-595x446.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WV3DD0T-0xk/TwO9jP3YFVI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/5kzrq3j-b-Q/s320/Graeters-and-Head-Shots-007-595x446.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now close your mouth....grab a towel....and wipe of that now disgusting keyboard =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of their ice cream that has&amp;nbsp;chocolate&amp;nbsp;'chips' in them, is not true. &amp;nbsp;Because they don't put just any ol'&amp;nbsp;chocolate&amp;nbsp;chips in there....they put chocolate chunks!!! &amp;nbsp;It's amazing!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even hungry right now...believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay....I now don't have much to say....so I think I shall leave you and go exercise. &amp;nbsp;Yesh, looking at ice cream makes me feel fat so I shall now go do some situps. &amp;nbsp;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3dutLFpa67U/TwO-gF5ElvI/AAAAAAAAAuc/msSzyRCpT2k/s1600/happy+new+year.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3dutLFpa67U/TwO-gF5ElvI/AAAAAAAAAuc/msSzyRCpT2k/s400/happy+new+year.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/3676726"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/3676726&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rodzillareviews.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/Graeters-and-Head-Shots-007-595x446.jpg"&gt;http://www.rodzillareviews.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/Graeters-and-Head-Shots-007-595x446.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/20489940"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/20489940&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-2271765332318401231?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2271765332318401231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/short-pants-and-ice-cream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/2271765332318401231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/2271765332318401231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2012/01/short-pants-and-ice-cream.html' title='short pants and ice cream'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FxBAMF1fVWM/TwO7TaHp7vI/AAAAAAAAAts/K7UiQn5-S08/s72-c/pajamas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-2204032202259310694</id><published>2011-12-30T22:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T22:58:11.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cinderella</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CqaihAeCrcQ/Tv6jBPmujrI/AAAAAAAAAtg/fqsurH8og28/s1600/princess.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CqaihAeCrcQ/Tv6jBPmujrI/AAAAAAAAAtg/fqsurH8og28/s320/princess.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad that I haven't posted in a really long time, but life's stressful and time is not really&amp;nbsp;abundant. &amp;nbsp;This will be short but sweet. &amp;nbsp;Or at least, I hope. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be someone's Cinderella. &amp;nbsp;I was listening to the song Cinderella by Steven Curtis Chapman and I was so ready to start crying. &amp;nbsp;Especially when my cousin said I'm really brave for going through what I've gone through and come out mostly okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the song is about how her dad thinks she's Cinderella and how he dances with her. &amp;nbsp;It's so sweet and yet so depressing. &amp;nbsp;All I want is my dad to have not thought I was just someone that he could throw around and trample all over just so he could accomplish what he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always say that kids who've had bad parental problems, divorces, abuse, end up with someone who abuses them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not. &amp;nbsp;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever I end up with, they're not going to treat me like crap. &amp;nbsp;I'm not taking abuse from anyone else. &amp;nbsp;Sure, I might take it and shut up right now, but I won't in the long run. &amp;nbsp;I want to be a princess like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to wait around for Prince Charming.&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for someone to think I'm his princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/14011047"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/14011047&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-2204032202259310694?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2204032202259310694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/12/cinderella.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/2204032202259310694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/2204032202259310694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/12/cinderella.html' title='cinderella'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CqaihAeCrcQ/Tv6jBPmujrI/AAAAAAAAAtg/fqsurH8og28/s72-c/princess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-7963530737699699055</id><published>2011-12-23T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T22:48:15.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fearless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cAp8EpTFtx4/TvVnThIjuqI/AAAAAAAAAtI/lsuB6h-WMR8/s1600/tumblr_lvrg9xka1z1r7qbmno1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cAp8EpTFtx4/TvVnThIjuqI/AAAAAAAAAtI/lsuB6h-WMR8/s320/tumblr_lvrg9xka1z1r7qbmno1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yI0KpiZ4ycg/TvVnfofob1I/AAAAAAAAAtU/QcMfwTgZQe0/s1600/AhSQC7-CIAAkt6S_large.jpg-large.jpg-large" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yI0KpiZ4ycg/TvVnfofob1I/AAAAAAAAAtU/QcMfwTgZQe0/s320/AhSQC7-CIAAkt6S_large.jpg-large.jpg-large" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted in days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have nothing to say (Okay, that's a lie (I'm working on telling the truth about how I feel (not sure if that applies here...)) because I do have things to say, just not things I WANT to say) and no time to say them. &amp;nbsp;So here's what I must say. &amp;nbsp;(or want to say, either way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;‎"Being fearless isn't being 100% not fearful, it's being terrified but you jump anyway...."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;"To me, Fearless is not the absence of fear. It's not being completely unafraid. To me, Fearless is having fears. Fearless is having doubts. Lots of them. To me, Fearless is living in spite of those things that scare you to death."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;"It's FEARLESS to have faith that someday things will change."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll have to tell you who said that....if I do, you must not know me very well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have trouble being fearless. &amp;nbsp;I freak out about everything. &lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly stupid things. &amp;nbsp;Like if I look okay, or if this stupid curl is sticking straight up (it ALWAYS does), if my eyeliner is too thick, if I sound like I have a cold because of my stupid allergies, will I be late?, what did I get on my freakin' test? (okay, maybe that one isn't stupid..), is this -certain- person going to be mean to me again?, does this shirt make me look fat?, my earring is gone!, does my hair smell? &amp;nbsp;Better go wash it, again!, I have to brush my teeth for the fourth time!, etc. etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do freak out about random, stupid things. &amp;nbsp;And yes, I do brush my teeth and wash my hair&amp;nbsp;obsessively. &amp;nbsp;(more on that tomorrow) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have to quit freaking out about things and just go with it. &amp;nbsp;I am afraid of everything. &amp;nbsp;For a common fear (not brushing your teeth multiple times, is not a common fear, believe it or not.) I have is heights. &amp;nbsp;I am deathly afraid of heights. &amp;nbsp;When I was a kid, I used to prove to all the wimpy boys that I could climb on top of the monkey bars. &amp;nbsp;But then they proved to me that I couldn't get down. &amp;nbsp;That was only because I was afraid of the height. &amp;nbsp;That's it. &amp;nbsp;I swear. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being fearless is having fears. &amp;nbsp;I have fears. &amp;nbsp;PLENTY of fears. &amp;nbsp;An over abundance of fears. &amp;nbsp;Waaaay too many fears. &amp;nbsp;But according to the quote, that's a okay (that's how you would type that out, right?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to be afraid of what people say about me, what I look like, who I am, or what might or might not happen. &amp;nbsp;You know you over thing when you come up with possibilities that are a one in a million chance and then you convince yourself that this time will be the one in a million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's what I'm trying to do. &amp;nbsp;Be fearless. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;'Cause I don't know how it gets better than this, you take my hand and drag me head first. &amp;nbsp;Fearless. &amp;nbsp;And I don't know why but with you I'll dance in a storm in my best dress. &amp;nbsp;Fearless.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS: Someday, I'm going to dance in a storm in my best dress...right after I sing in the rain. =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/19845616"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/19845616&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/19863667"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/19863667&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-7963530737699699055?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7963530737699699055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/12/fearless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/7963530737699699055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/7963530737699699055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/12/fearless.html' title='fearless'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cAp8EpTFtx4/TvVnThIjuqI/AAAAAAAAAtI/lsuB6h-WMR8/s72-c/tumblr_lvrg9xka1z1r7qbmno1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-2654075581772187042</id><published>2011-12-13T17:50:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T11:21:23.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sing sing sing</title><content type='html'>I really love music. &amp;nbsp;Like I'd probably die without it. &amp;nbsp;Tell me I'm insane and obsessed, but I kinda am. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure what to write about but I knew I wanted to write a post so I decided that I would post all the songs that have really been inspirational for me lately. &amp;nbsp;So yeah, I don't really have to explain most of them, but I might. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is turning out to be waay longer than I thought it would be. &amp;nbsp;But I feel like I need to put them ALL up here. :) &amp;nbsp;Just a little warning: a lot (if not all) are sad songs or have a sad meaning. &amp;nbsp;But hey, I need it. &amp;nbsp;Just like I need to kill your time with hours of music. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/oUUHJ4gY0uI/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUUHJ4gY0uI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUUHJ4gY0uI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My friend sent this to me once on facebook and she said that if you switch my name out with Emily's, it's my song. :) &amp;nbsp;Thanks, you know who you are! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/IwtcwQwgdsA/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IwtcwQwgdsA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IwtcwQwgdsA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know I posted this a couple days ago but I love this song so let's post it again, shall we?? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/GCi8P7W_tAw/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GCi8P7W_tAw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GCi8P7W_tAw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look up the lyrics and it'll make sense. &amp;nbsp;I'm scared that I don't matter. &amp;nbsp;I'm lost and I need to be found (hey that's a Britt Nicole song!). &amp;nbsp;No one listens to me anymore and my heart has broken down. &amp;nbsp;I don't have to move so I'm gonna turn around. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/BzE1mX4Px0I/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BzE1mX4Px0I&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BzE1mX4Px0I&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This song keeps telling me that no matter how many people tell me I'm not pretty, I'm fat, I'm just not that great, they're wrong. &amp;nbsp;Who says I can't be star? &amp;nbsp;Who says?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/xvkV-jSSt04/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xvkV-jSSt04&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xvkV-jSSt04&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They don't have a music video for this song and that makes me sad. &amp;nbsp;:( &amp;nbsp;But I'm serious when I say that I say these lyrics to my mirror every single morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/Q9tMNLAu5gk/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q9tMNLAu5gk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q9tMNLAu5gk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'll admit, she's a little overdramatic. &amp;nbsp;But I'm so tired of trying to become what you want me to be. &amp;nbsp;It's killing me and I'm done. &amp;nbsp;If I want to straighten my hair or wear eyeliner, let me. &amp;nbsp;I'm gonna be who I want to be. &amp;nbsp;We've all got our scars, I've got mine, you have yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/xEVlau4VEJk/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xEVlau4VEJk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xEVlau4VEJk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I remember one time I was at my house alone and I was cleaning the kitchen with my iPod plugged into the speakers. &amp;nbsp;It was on shuffle and this song came on. &amp;nbsp;I remember falling on the floor and crying. &amp;nbsp;The lyrics about killed me because they were so real. &amp;nbsp;I haven't prayed for an escape. &amp;nbsp;I just pray that God won't forget my way out, I know he's got one now. &amp;nbsp;I just have to trust it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/Af8mB9ABuJA/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Af8mB9ABuJA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Af8mB9ABuJA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I keep trying to remember that people are there and they won't let me go. &amp;nbsp;This song keeps reminding me that I can't just give up. &amp;nbsp;Even if someone is there for me, I can't give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/9qTzyEJmd24/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9qTzyEJmd24&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9qTzyEJmd24&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know I don't cut myself, but I can relate to this song. &amp;nbsp;It scares me that I can, but I can. &amp;nbsp;My mom doesn't like listing to it, she thinks it's too depressing. &amp;nbsp;It is, I mean, I can't listen to it without crying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/HIZphcABltE/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HIZphcABltE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HIZphcABltE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I remember listening to this song when I was so ready to leave this stupid place and I realized that I need to stop. &amp;nbsp;I need to stay here because God wants me here. &amp;nbsp;There's some plan for me that I don't know about yet and I have to wait it out. &amp;nbsp;But sometimes I hit these times in my life where I wonder if it would actually matter if I was gone, if anyone would miss me, if I kept on trying if it would be worth it. &amp;nbsp;I know I have to keep trying because it &lt;i&gt;is &lt;/i&gt;worth it. &amp;nbsp;Not sure if people would really miss me, but I know it's worth it to stick around. &amp;nbsp;Sorry, but you have to put up with me for longer. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/As5kduibNcw/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/As5kduibNcw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/As5kduibNcw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I figured I might copy and past some of the stuff I wrote about this in my other post. &amp;nbsp;I'm tied together with a smile. &amp;nbsp;Taylor wrote this about her friend with bulimia and she wrote it for me with my problems. &amp;nbsp;I don't think I'm the only one who doesn't think I'm pretty. &amp;nbsp;If they did, would they still call me fat? &amp;nbsp;Yeah, I walk around here&amp;nbsp;thinking&amp;nbsp;I'm not pretty. &amp;nbsp;I'm trying to hold on but sometimes I can't do it anymore. &amp;nbsp;I cry an I don't tell anyone. &amp;nbsp;I'm not the golden one, the girl who's got it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/XZT2PVzKCgQ/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XZT2PVzKCgQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XZT2PVzKCgQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This song isn't one I know really well, but I love it. &amp;nbsp; I feel like very eye is watching me, waiting me to fall, expecting me to lose. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;I believe in you even when I see you crying&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Thank God, or no one would believe in me. &amp;nbsp;There will come a day when love will get me out, bring the truth, free me from my fear. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I'll get out. &amp;nbsp;I know God's getting me out. &amp;nbsp;I know he will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry that was long. &amp;nbsp;I didn't mean for it to be THAT long. :) &amp;nbsp;Thanks for reading/listening and I promise I'll post again this week. &amp;nbsp;Sometime.... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-2654075581772187042?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-6178853463872519892</id><published>2011-12-08T12:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T12:20:45.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you are more</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;There's a girl in the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;With tear stains on her eyes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;From the places she's wandered&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And the shame she can't hide&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;She says, "How did I get here?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I'm not who I once was.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And I'm crippled by the fear&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;That I've fallen too far to love"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;But don't you know who you are,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;What's been done for you?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Yeah don't you know who you are?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You are more than the choices that you've made,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You are more than the sum of your past mistakes,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You are more than the problems you create,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You've been remade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Well she tries to believe it&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;That she's been given new life&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;But she can't shake the feeling&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;That it's not true tonight&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;She knows all the answers&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And she's rehearsed all the lines&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And so she'll try to do better&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;But then she's too weak to try&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;But don't you know who you are?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You are more than the choices that you've made,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You are more than the sum of your past mistakes,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You are more than the problems you create,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You've been remade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You are more than the choices that you've made,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You are more than the sum of your past mistakes,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You are more than the problems you create,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You've been remade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;'Cause this is not about what you've done,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;But what's been done for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;This is not about where you've been,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;But where your brokenness brings you to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;This is not about what you feel,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;But what He felt to forgive you,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And what He felt to make you loved.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You are more than the choices that you've made,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You are more than the sum of your past mistakes,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You are more than the problems you create,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You've been remade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You are more than the choices that you've made,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You are more than the sum of your past mistakes,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You are more than the problems you create,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You've been remade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You've been remade&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You've been remade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You've been remade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You've been remade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/IwtcwQwgdsA/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IwtcwQwgdsA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IwtcwQwgdsA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's my song. &amp;nbsp;Or one of my songs. &amp;nbsp;I've done all of this. &amp;nbsp;Watch the video, people carry so much more than they're going to tell you. &amp;nbsp;You think guys are the only one's who keep in their emotions. &amp;nbsp;There's things no one knows about me. &amp;nbsp;I've done things I wish I never did, said things that never should've been said, thought things that hurt me, but it doesn't define me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was that girl in the corner. &amp;nbsp;I don't know how I got here, why I'm here. &amp;nbsp;None of this makes any sense to me. &amp;nbsp;I used to be this carefree girl who never wore the color pink and sang &lt;i&gt;Someday my prince will come &lt;/i&gt;in my backyard. &amp;nbsp;I didn't think people could be mean, and I never thought my dad could be so heartless. &amp;nbsp;Now I'm this girl who was&amp;nbsp;hospitalized&amp;nbsp;for suicide. &amp;nbsp;I've let myself self destruct from the inside out. &amp;nbsp;I know what people can do, I've been there. &amp;nbsp;My dad isn't Superman like I thought he was. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;I watched superman fly away&lt;/i&gt;, and he's not coming back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would stand in front of my mirror and after I ripped myself up over my flaws, I would practice what I would tell people when they asked me what I ate or how I was. &amp;nbsp;I've told more people that I was doing good or I was okay than I actually have been. &amp;nbsp;I've cried myself to sleep because I didn't think my life was going anywhere but down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am more than the choices that I've made. &amp;nbsp;I'm more than the sum of my past mistakes. &amp;nbsp;And I am more than the problems I create. &amp;nbsp;Or that I fall into. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe I'm more, but it's true. &amp;nbsp;I guess it's one of those things where I know that it's true, but I don't believe it. &amp;nbsp;I wish I did. &amp;nbsp;I wish I believed people when they told me I was pretty. &amp;nbsp;I wish I believed my dad could change. &amp;nbsp;I wish I believed my life is going to get better. &amp;nbsp;I really wish I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I'm screwed up. &amp;nbsp;Honestly, that's the easiest way to put it. &amp;nbsp;I've got more scars than I ever thought I could have. &amp;nbsp;I carry around things I never would've imagined. &amp;nbsp;I've done things that I never thought I would do. &amp;nbsp;It changed me and I would go back and make it stop if I could. &amp;nbsp;But I can't. &amp;nbsp;I can't fade the scars or ignore the past. &amp;nbsp;Yes, I could move on. &amp;nbsp;But sometimes it's just too hard to move on. &amp;nbsp;If you move on completely, then you'll forget your past which is a part of you. &amp;nbsp;If I like it or not...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-6178853463872519892?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6178853463872519892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-are-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/6178853463872519892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/6178853463872519892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-are-more.html' title='you are more'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-7018785498038843751</id><published>2011-12-06T15:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T15:57:14.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oops</title><content type='html'>I realized I said I was posting every day for two weeks. &amp;nbsp;Well that didn't happen...sorry bout that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still having problems coming up with blogging ideas. &amp;nbsp;So I read articles about what to write about when you cna't think of anything to write about! &amp;nbsp;Haha, I'm sad. &amp;nbsp;Be quiet now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What did I write about a year ago? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Nothing! &amp;nbsp;That's right! &amp;nbsp;The nearest date to now was December 1, 2010. &amp;nbsp;So we'll use that. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my original post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-top: 8px;"&gt;I know I haven't been posting a lot.&amp;nbsp; I don't come by too much free time.&amp;nbsp; Here's the quick story of everything.&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm almost done with the first semester of school (behind I know!) and I plan on working over Christmas break, so I can get done with the second.&lt;br /&gt;2. I have strep throat and I'm currently blaming Danielle.&lt;br /&gt;3. I plan on having a photoshoot with bethany and Heather some time soon.&amp;nbsp; I had to cancel the last one thanks to strep thanks to Danielle.&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; I did a shoot with Sophia a while back and if you go to my photo blog you can watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; I made a movie with Sophia in it, (4.)&lt;br /&gt;6. My dad's a dummy and he's a jerk.&amp;nbsp; I'm having to spend Christmas with him.&amp;nbsp; GOD TAKE ME NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;7. I might be able to get out of 6.&lt;br /&gt;8. Elizbeth's being a meany.&amp;nbsp; Please pray that she's nice.&lt;br /&gt;9.&amp;nbsp; Elizabeth's trying to break Bethany&lt;br /&gt;10.&amp;nbsp; White Collar doesn't come back on until january. :[&lt;br /&gt;11. We were givin hacking rights by a lady from an auto transportation company&lt;br /&gt;12.&amp;nbsp; My mother bought a minivan.&amp;nbsp; :(&lt;br /&gt;13.&amp;nbsp; Right when I can drive my mother's truck and not die, she sells it&lt;br /&gt;14.&amp;nbsp; It's not sold yet, so I can still crash.&lt;br /&gt;15.&amp;nbsp; I'm going to have to learn to drive in a minivan&lt;br /&gt;16.&amp;nbsp; Not even Bethany is learning with the big van&lt;br /&gt;17.&amp;nbsp; I'm getting sick and tired of being sick and tired&lt;br /&gt;18. I'm not contageuos.&amp;nbsp; -ACHOOO-&amp;nbsp; You're not sick!!!&lt;br /&gt;19.&amp;nbsp; Anyone getting bored?&lt;br /&gt;20.&amp;nbsp; I've read 14k pages in two days.&lt;br /&gt;21.&amp;nbsp; I had to right 21 so I could have a list that wasn't 20 things, it was 21.&amp;nbsp; :D&amp;nbsp; You know you love me!&lt;br /&gt;22.&amp;nbsp; MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; I lied,&amp;nbsp; there's 22 things!!!! My toes cramp up if I stand on them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. &amp;nbsp;Pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't actually have to go see him that year. :) &amp;nbsp;White Collar isn't coming back until January. &amp;nbsp;That makes me sad. &amp;nbsp;My mother still has her mini van and I did learn how to drive it, thank you very much. (gah! &amp;nbsp;I hate that thing!) &amp;nbsp;I don't feel like reading 14k pages of a book(s?) right now. &amp;nbsp;Haha, thanks anways. &amp;nbsp;Elizabeth still is a meany but she gave up trying to break Bethany. &amp;nbsp;I haven't done a real shoot since then. &amp;nbsp;I tried, but I had to use my sad point and shoot 'cause our camera got a booboo (multiple, actually) and was getting fixed. &amp;nbsp;I never did get around to the one with Bethany...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...I used to think my life was so darn interesting. :) &amp;nbsp;Now it's just thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an odd person, you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, shut up! &amp;nbsp;I'm not odd. &amp;nbsp;That's mean. &amp;nbsp;You're turning into Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that right there is mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Says who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Says &amp;nbsp;me! &amp;nbsp;That's who!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, you're hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take that as a comliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure you do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa...O_o &amp;nbsp;I just had an argument with myself. &amp;nbsp;I've been told I do that a lot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, moving on now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually trying to come up with some good topics other than that up there ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall leave you now, with that scary image of me arguing with myself imprinted in your brain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-7018785498038843751?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7018785498038843751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/12/oops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/7018785498038843751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/7018785498038843751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/12/oops.html' title='oops'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-3418097301858123192</id><published>2011-11-22T13:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T17:22:35.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lets run into wall, shall we?</title><content type='html'>I'm really sorry for not posting often. I feel terrible for not posting in like two weeks. &amp;nbsp;Now it's like I let you down. &amp;nbsp;That's a sad feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my excuse for not writing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the holidays I wasn't all entirely home and when I was I was sleeping. &amp;nbsp;I think the past three days I was always at my friends/neighbors house. &amp;nbsp;Wensday I went to Operation Christmas Child. &amp;nbsp;That was fun. :) &amp;nbsp;Thursday, felt odd not going to orchestra. &amp;nbsp;But we went to the Thanksgiving service at church (I kept trying to type Christmas. &amp;nbsp;I'm really excited for Christmas. &amp;nbsp;Mainly because I found the awesomest present for someone! =D) and came back home to get the pies. &amp;nbsp;Darn you gluten allergy!! :( &amp;nbsp;Then we went over to our friends house (the one I was at all break) and watched the Packer game. &amp;nbsp;Go Packers!!!!!!!! =] &amp;nbsp;(We won. &amp;nbsp;As usual. &amp;nbsp;Oops!! &amp;nbsp;Ignore that. &amp;nbsp;I don't want to jinx it!!!) &amp;nbsp;I didn't come home from there (well, except to get everything my mom forgot (for some reason, she insisted on sending me over to get one thing at a time with a few minutes break in between. &amp;nbsp;who forgets all of that?? &amp;nbsp;(btw, what the heck is a saucepan?? (I think I have too many sub (()) (I can't remember what they were called!! (ooh I just asked my mom and told her they looked like smile lines (parenthesis, if you were wondering)))))) until like 11. &amp;nbsp;Friday, we went to the lights thing in downtown Littleton (Yus, I can't remember). &amp;nbsp;That was sooo much fun!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wrote a giant wall of text. &amp;nbsp;I read once ( i can't find where! (oh shoot, here I go again! (these things are fun...(:)))) that you're not supposed to do that. &amp;nbsp;Oh well. &amp;nbsp;I write a lot. &amp;nbsp;I think if I blog large walls of text (I know I'm not supposed to do that. &amp;nbsp;Sshh!) then I won't talk so much. &amp;nbsp;Now won't that be fun! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm kinda in a rut. &amp;nbsp;I'm sorta stuck on what to write. &amp;nbsp;(down two paragraphs (or one (it's the last 'real' paragraph before the list starts (I'm at it again!))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten different suggestions over the past couple days as to what I should write. &amp;nbsp;First, coffee. &amp;nbsp;That would&amp;nbsp;literally&amp;nbsp;be a love hate post. &amp;nbsp;No&amp;nbsp;explanation&amp;nbsp;needed. &amp;nbsp;Second, ANOTHER list. &amp;nbsp;But not really specific list ideas. &amp;nbsp;And I think ya'll might be (should be...) sick of all my lists by now. &amp;nbsp;Hey, that rhymed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...I'm not going to continue on that. &amp;nbsp;But I'm sort of stuck on what to write. &amp;nbsp;So I'm making a list. &amp;nbsp;I know, it's my favorite thing to do. &amp;nbsp;Haha, it's also what I do when I'm not sure what to write on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Sweaters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's winter and I love wearing sweaters. &amp;nbsp;Once Christmas is over, I'm going and buying sweaters. &amp;nbsp;I want like all of the sweaters in the second pic. Haha. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VN7QR6ZhZXI/Ts2SqK8vkbI/AAAAAAAAArU/EipM7uf3C_M/s1600/tumblr_luvq3n8Sof1r60zhwo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VN7QR6ZhZXI/Ts2SqK8vkbI/AAAAAAAAArU/EipM7uf3C_M/s320/tumblr_luvq3n8Sof1r60zhwo1_500_large.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0fdpWQnYDwI/Ts2SCvvwFuI/AAAAAAAAArM/VPUpeXkBubU/s1600/tumblr_lt3h0xKeQZ1qmygmuo1_1280_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Kisses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not THAT kind. &amp;nbsp;I mean like the chocolate ones. &amp;nbsp;I like the tinfoil. &amp;nbsp;Especially when it's all wrapped up in the green foil. &amp;nbsp;=D &amp;nbsp;I like green...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N7YGoco2axA/Ts2VjZ7srdI/AAAAAAAAArs/3OCIm4IyN4k/s1600/11416194_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N7YGoco2axA/Ts2VjZ7srdI/AAAAAAAAArs/3OCIm4IyN4k/s320/11416194_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;Blankets&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love big cozy blankets with big cozy sweaters (see 1). &amp;nbsp;They make me feel all warm and fuzzy, and I really am warm. &amp;lt;3 (I did have some slight (very minute, I swear) trouble finding pictures of big cozy blankets &amp;nbsp;Why????????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1PzlmyCbB8/TtQ8FDaM-yI/AAAAAAAAAsM/dBzGHM8Fs4o/s1600/6119273254_b9df0c8c6b_z_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1PzlmyCbB8/TtQ8FDaM-yI/AAAAAAAAAsM/dBzGHM8Fs4o/s320/6119273254_b9df0c8c6b_z_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;Pizza&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love pizza!!!!! :) &amp;nbsp;It's so stinkin' good. &amp;nbsp;I really love how nice it is. &amp;nbsp;But I don't really love gluten-free pizza crust. &amp;nbsp;Like, it tastes somewhat similar. &amp;nbsp;But not really. &amp;nbsp;Probably has SOMETHING to do with the fact that it's really not as greasy as normal pizza. &amp;nbsp;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W065sPcAf5w/TtRAW4aeEgI/AAAAAAAAAsU/JYBjs17bXns/s1600/44242609_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W065sPcAf5w/TtRAW4aeEgI/AAAAAAAAAsU/JYBjs17bXns/s320/44242609_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pJMg4vMi_zg/TtRGvgyniAI/AAAAAAAAAsc/4VG0xSigBWY/s1600/tumblr_lurgkkSiBk1r60zhwo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pJMg4vMi_zg/TtRGvgyniAI/AAAAAAAAAsc/4VG0xSigBWY/s320/tumblr_lurgkkSiBk1r60zhwo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Lamps&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hadn't noticed, I'm randomly coming up with random stuff. &amp;nbsp;Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yLiaX9dxjvA/TtRIFXMyCKI/AAAAAAAAAsk/il5qwoB_uqA/s1600/tumblr_lo8chvP9QC1qi96y6o1_1280_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yLiaX9dxjvA/TtRIFXMyCKI/AAAAAAAAAsk/il5qwoB_uqA/s320/tumblr_lo8chvP9QC1qi96y6o1_1280_large.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-teHLKxWH37Y/TtRIS3nIoNI/AAAAAAAAAss/wrQvUBL-3Dw/s1600/london1_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-teHLKxWH37Y/TtRIS3nIoNI/AAAAAAAAAss/wrQvUBL-3Dw/s320/london1_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;Knitting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma taught me how to knit when I was seven. &amp;nbsp;I found it annoying and boring. &amp;nbsp;But now it's fun and it keeps my hands warm! =D &amp;nbsp;I am currently (very slowlyyyyyy....) knitting a scarf. &amp;nbsp;It's warm. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hJ0tdvL0Roc/TtU2R2-PgtI/AAAAAAAAAs0/4uixUavst1U/s1600/wolle%252B2_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hJ0tdvL0Roc/TtU2R2-PgtI/AAAAAAAAAs0/4uixUavst1U/s320/wolle%252B2_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Avso3b88jg/TtU2iv96LBI/AAAAAAAAAs8/yVv0Mv9eJF8/s1600/tumblr_l0xrrzy0Vg1qzb6alo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Avso3b88jg/TtU2iv96LBI/AAAAAAAAAs8/yVv0Mv9eJF8/s320/tumblr_l0xrrzy0Vg1qzb6alo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ending there. &amp;nbsp;I know it's an odd number. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;I wanted to go to ten but then I ran out of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this will sound very odd. &amp;nbsp;Just a warning. &amp;nbsp;But keep my computer in your prayers. &amp;nbsp;It basically has my life on it and if it dies, I'm doomed. &amp;nbsp;Here's the whole story. &amp;nbsp;The battery in it was old and dying so I had to get a new one. &amp;nbsp;Well, I'm now on my second new battery (make sense of that! :) and whenever you unplug my computer (it's a laptop, duh!) it dies&amp;nbsp;immediately. &amp;nbsp;That's not supposed to happen! &amp;nbsp;I'm sad and I'm going to have to take it to the Apple store. &amp;nbsp;Let's hope it doesn't cost a ton of money!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, anyways, moving on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making myself post every single day for the next two weeks to makeup for the missed two weeks of sad, depressing, lost, postless, two weeks. &amp;nbsp;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that drama. &amp;nbsp;Thanks for reading! &amp;nbsp;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/18210029"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/18210029&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/17944582"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/17944582&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/17934243"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/17934243&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/18159687"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/18159687&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/17760637"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/17760637&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/14691988"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/14691988&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/10396587"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/10396587&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/14096943"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/14096943&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/5702727"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/5702727&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/14396864"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/14396864&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/17822586"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/17822586&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/18464728"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/18464728&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/18476163"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-8026567552102307345</id><published>2011-11-19T13:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:48:36.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wasn't going to blog today, since Friday's/Saturday's (it was posted at 1:24 Sat, though I started writing on Friday) was so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I came up with this great idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, somewhat of a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find pictures really inspiring, they make me come up with my blog ideas. &amp;nbsp;Why not post about my inspiration? &amp;nbsp;It's right up my alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm going to post this as a sort of a question and answer post. &amp;nbsp;Hope it teaches you something or helps, I'm not sure what it'll do. &amp;nbsp;Hope it does something. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. &lt;b&gt;Where do you get your pictures?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. I get them from various websites, when I google them. &amp;nbsp;But more specific websites I use are&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/" target="_blank"&gt;deviantart&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/" target="_blank"&gt;we&amp;lt;3it&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I just discovered&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.delicious.com/" target="_blank"&gt;delicious&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I'm still looking for more websites. &amp;nbsp;I really love we&amp;lt;3it and I'm looking for similar sites. &amp;nbsp;If ya'll know of any sites like that, please let me know. &amp;nbsp;I'd love to check it out! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. &lt;b&gt;What are your favorite type of pictures?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. &amp;nbsp;Vintage, washed out, things like that. &amp;nbsp;I love vintage images. &amp;nbsp;Kinda ironic because I make my&amp;nbsp;photo manipulations really dark and scary. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes, I want to find lonely, sad, pictures. &amp;nbsp;But I'm not always into that. &amp;nbsp;Mostly just vintage. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bgbxFqHNdO8/TsgY_Opa0UI/AAAAAAAAAps/Nsd-COavHP8/s1600/tumblr_luxd2kYBCQ1r6wq08o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="289" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bgbxFqHNdO8/TsgY_Opa0UI/AAAAAAAAAps/Nsd-COavHP8/s320/tumblr_luxd2kYBCQ1r6wq08o1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hcle9l_O8oI/TsgZT9nWa-I/AAAAAAAAAp0/26yBW-x2jiE/s1600/tumblr_lrbb2qu00O1qasvsvo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hcle9l_O8oI/TsgZT9nWa-I/AAAAAAAAAp0/26yBW-x2jiE/s320/tumblr_lrbb2qu00O1qasvsvo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sd9TuaZd2s8/TsgZ0k8wgCI/AAAAAAAAAp8/2yqTSjRmIKY/s1600/9674257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sd9TuaZd2s8/TsgZ0k8wgCI/AAAAAAAAAp8/2yqTSjRmIKY/s320/9674257.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. &lt;b&gt;Why do you include so many pictures in your posts?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. It's kinda easy. &amp;nbsp;I love pictures so of course I would include a ton of them. &amp;nbsp;I love pictures. &amp;nbsp;Also, when I look for one or two pictures, I always find a lot of other pictures that I like so much and I just have to put them in too. &amp;nbsp;So yes, that's why. &amp;nbsp;I'm obsessed. &amp;nbsp;But it's a good obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I ran out of questions to ask myself. &amp;nbsp;Haha. :) &amp;nbsp;Now be inspired by these pictures!!!!!!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6gQZkFPc0ww/TslygTvNzGI/AAAAAAAAAqE/4ITiPAFSzzI/s1600/4799396287_df46716133_z_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6gQZkFPc0ww/TslygTvNzGI/AAAAAAAAAqE/4ITiPAFSzzI/s320/4799396287_df46716133_z_large.jpg" width="320" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-7063058556499510682</id><published>2011-11-17T17:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T10:39:55.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>50 things I won't hold you to reading</title><content type='html'>My mom and I are having a competition. &amp;nbsp;I've been working on a post about how all of Taylor Swift's songs relate to my life. &amp;nbsp;I know some of ya'll don't like her music or whatever, but I do. &amp;nbsp;You'll get over it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Edit:&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;So I was reminded by my mother that I forgot to say what the competition was. &amp;nbsp;So she wanted to do it too, you know how I'm writing about how they relate to me, well that's what she's doing. &amp;nbsp;She thinks the songs relate more to her, but I think they relate more to me. &amp;nbsp;Now, she's saying she doesn't have anytime to do it. &amp;nbsp;I think she's&amp;nbsp;admitting&amp;nbsp;I won. &amp;nbsp;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c90vT_obVHo/Tsdghoj1onI/AAAAAAAAApk/HpUfCi2TCKs/s1600/taylor-swift-17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c90vT_obVHo/Tsdghoj1onI/AAAAAAAAApk/HpUfCi2TCKs/s320/taylor-swift-17.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be one of the biggest posts I've ever made. &amp;nbsp;There's 50 exactly. &amp;nbsp;If you really don't want to read all of this, I understand. &amp;nbsp;So I came up with an idea for you slackers. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;Read it a little bit at a time. &amp;nbsp;Like a fourth of it on day, etc. &amp;nbsp;Sound like a plan? &amp;nbsp;Cool! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all of this, the entire post should count as at least three days of blogging. &amp;nbsp;It might take you that long to read the whole thing. &amp;nbsp;I'm serious. &amp;nbsp;Whoever reads it the fastest (and actually reads every word) is awesome. &amp;nbsp;So yeah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in no particular order. &amp;nbsp;Just how it shows up in my iTunes, so basically by album. &amp;nbsp;Some of them have longer explanations than others. &amp;nbsp;It's just how much info I actually want to give you. =D &amp;nbsp;And some of my anger is slightly released through this. &amp;nbsp;And I do get super creepy and start saying 'you' like I'm actually talking to that person. &amp;nbsp;Ignore the creepiness. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Beautiful Eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have met someone with really pretty eyes. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;I wanna be everything you need&lt;/i&gt;, I hear you sister. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Should've Said No&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This relates to waaaay to many things. &amp;nbsp;Like, for instance, my dad. &amp;nbsp;He should've said no but he didn't. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Yesterday I found out about you. &amp;nbsp;And even now just looking at you, feels wrong. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I still can't look at him without everything flashing back before my eyes. &amp;nbsp;Every freaking word in this song relates to that. &amp;nbsp;Once again, I hear you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Teardrops on My Guitar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be honest, sometimes, I honestly don't like this song. &amp;nbsp;It get's on my nerves after a while. &amp;nbsp;But this song &lt;i&gt;does &lt;/i&gt;have some meaning in my life. &amp;nbsp;I've liked someone who always talked about his girlfriend or the girl he liked. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;I wonder if I know he's all I think about at night&lt;/i&gt;? &amp;nbsp;Yep, been there. &amp;nbsp;And I stil wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;Picture to Burn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;State the obvious, I didn't get my perfect fantasy. &amp;nbsp;I realize you loved yourself more than you ever loved me. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Well ain't that true? &amp;nbsp;I really wish this wasn't the case. &amp;nbsp;I mean, shouldn't you love your kid? &amp;nbsp;Or is that too much to ask? &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;I hate that stupid old pickup truck you never let me drive&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Yeah, I hate that stupid pickup truck&lt;i&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;you know, the one you bought instead of getting my a birthday card. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Who's really bad at lying. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Pft, you aren't bad, you're the worst liar I've ever seen. &amp;nbsp;Maybe you're new girlfriend believe you, but I don't. &amp;nbsp;Oh and by the way, I did burn your picture. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;I'm Only Me When I'm With You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am. :) &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;And I know everything about you, and I don't wanna live without you. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Haha, I'll be honest, I've fallen for guys I know really well. &amp;nbsp;But hey, so did Taylor. :) &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;I'm only up when you're not down, don't wanna fly if you're still on the ground. &amp;nbsp;It's like no matter what I do, well you drive me crazy half the time. &amp;nbsp;The other half I'm only tryin' to let you know that what I feel is true. &amp;nbsp;'Cause I'm only me when I'm with you. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;I heart ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wish I had concentrated, they said love was complicated but it's something I just fell into. &amp;nbsp;And it was overrated but look what I created. &amp;nbsp;I came out alive but I'm black and blue. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Yes, I screwed up stuff when people told me that it was complicated. &amp;nbsp;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;Fearless&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I don't know how it gets better than this. &amp;nbsp;You take my hand and drag me head first, fearless. &amp;nbsp;And I don't know why but with you I'd dance in a storm in my best dress, fearless. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Sometimes, someone will just make you do stupid things because you care about them so much. &amp;nbsp;And sometimes, those stupid things end up leaving you in a better place. &amp;nbsp;And I know this song is about that, and I can relate, but for me, it's about being fearless. &amp;nbsp;Taking chances you never thought you could take but you took them anyways. &amp;nbsp;I need to be more fearless in live. &amp;nbsp;And I will be fearless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;b&gt;Fifteen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know I'm not fifteen yet. &amp;nbsp;Next year, baby! :) &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you, you're gonna believe it. &amp;nbsp;And when you're fifteen, feeling like there's nothing to figure out. &amp;nbsp;But count to ten, take it in. &amp;nbsp;This is life, before you know who you're gonna be. &amp;nbsp;Fifteen. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I'm not fifteen. &amp;nbsp;I'm not twenty one. &amp;nbsp;When I was eleven, I was forced to grow up too fast. &amp;nbsp;That was probably one of the hardest things I had to do. &amp;nbsp;I don't know who I'm gonna be. &amp;nbsp;And yes, I'll admit that sometimes I feel like there's nothing to figure out. &amp;nbsp;I've believed it when people told me they loved me. &amp;nbsp;Maybe it wasn't a guy, but I've believed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;Love Story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We were both young, when I first saw you. &amp;nbsp;I close my eyes and the flashback starts. &amp;nbsp;I'm standing there, on a balcony in summer air. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;So I did have some trouble trying to relate this to my life. &amp;nbsp;But I'm going to beat my mother so I have to come up with something. &amp;nbsp;Actually I can. &amp;nbsp;I had a dream once (I'm desperate to come up with an idea, okay?) that was exactly like this. &amp;nbsp;I think it was before I actually heard this song. &amp;nbsp;But anyways, it was almost exactly like this. &amp;nbsp;It was so magical, I know I sound just like a girl (well, I am one so shouldn't I, you know, get a little&amp;nbsp;leeway&amp;nbsp;here?). &amp;nbsp;But anyways...yeah. &amp;nbsp;I won't go into detail because it's a long dream. &amp;nbsp;So yeah, it realtes that way. &amp;nbsp;Also, because I decided when I was a little girl who I was going to marry and I&amp;nbsp;fantasized&amp;nbsp;it so it turned into Romeo and Juliet. :) &amp;nbsp;Hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;b&gt;Hey Stephen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey Stephen I know looks can be&amp;nbsp;deceivin' but I know I saw a light in you...The way you walk, the way you talk, way you say my name, it's beautiful, wonderful, don't you ever change. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I knew a guy who I didn't like, you know, like had a crush on. &amp;nbsp;But I always wanted him to stay the same. &amp;nbsp;It was like, he was just the way he was supposed to be and I didn't want that to change because it was so right. &amp;nbsp;But he did change and now I just don't know what won't change anymore. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Hey Stephen why are people always leaving? &amp;nbsp;I think you and I should stay the same. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;b&gt;White Horse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Say you're sorry that face of an angel comes out just when you need it to. &amp;nbsp;As I paced back and forth all this time 'cause I honestly believed in you. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I honestly thought that face was real. &amp;nbsp;But it wasn't. &amp;nbsp;It was just another face. &amp;nbsp;And I honestly believed it. &amp;nbsp;Way to go, Dad. &amp;nbsp;Way to go. &amp;nbsp;Now I can't sing this song without bursting into tears. &amp;nbsp;Sort of odd that this song is one of my lucky numbers, 11. &amp;nbsp;Odd, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;b&gt;You Belong with Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Okay, so I do wear short skirts sometimes (only one!!!). &amp;nbsp;But I totally would rather wear t-shirts, you know, cuz they're waaaaaaaaay more comfortable. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;She wears high heels, I wear sneakers. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Yup, I wear t-shirts and sneakers. &amp;nbsp;So yes, I have wanted you to belong with me (not&amp;nbsp;necessarily&amp;nbsp;you who is reading this. &amp;nbsp;Wait, who IS reading this?). &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Well, as much as you can be on the bleachers when you're home schooled. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;b&gt;Breathe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I see your face in my mind as I drive away, 'cause none of us thought it was going to end that way. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;If I really knew it was going to end that way, &amp;nbsp;I would've done so many things differently. &amp;nbsp;I would've stood up for myself. &amp;nbsp;I wouldn't have run away and hid under my bed. &amp;nbsp;All those tears I cried over him, wouldn't even have been thought about. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Music starts playing like the end of a sad movie. &amp;nbsp;It's the kinda ending you don't really want to see, 'cause it's a tragedy and it'll only bring you down. &amp;nbsp;Now I don't know what to be without you around. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;It was the kinda ending I didn't want to see and no one wanted/wants to see it. &amp;nbsp;But here's a shocker: I DO know what to be without you around. &amp;nbsp;I CAN do this without you. &amp;nbsp;No matter how much I want you on my side, I'm willing to fight this. &amp;nbsp;I don't want to, but I can do it. &amp;nbsp;Try and stop me now. &amp;nbsp;(I know that's in a song. &amp;nbsp;White Horse!!! (pretty sure!))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;The Way I Love You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're so in love that you acted insane and that's the way I loved you. &amp;nbsp;Breakin' down and comin' undone it's a roller coaster kinda rush, never knew I could feel that much but that's the way I loved you. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Yeah I have a&amp;nbsp;tendency&amp;nbsp;to let myself go crazy when I like someone. &amp;nbsp;I miss the feeling you get when you like someone and when they smile at you and you get that roller coaster kinda rush. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;b&gt;Forever and Always&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You looked me in the eye and told me you loved me. &amp;nbsp;Were you just kidding 'cause it seems to me, this thing is breaking down, we almost never speak. &amp;nbsp;I don't feel welcome anymore. &amp;nbsp;Baby what happened, please tell me 'cause one second it was perfect and now you're half way out the door. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Dang, this girl knows me. &amp;nbsp;I swear, she must stalk me or something. &amp;nbsp;He said he wouldn't leave but you know what? &amp;nbsp;He did. &amp;nbsp;He didn't even think twice. &amp;nbsp;Just left. &amp;nbsp;Walked right out the door. &amp;nbsp;He wasn't half way out, but he was completely gone. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes I just wish he would just tell me that he was kidding. &amp;nbsp;Because now I'm left to wonder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;b&gt;The Best Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm thirteen now and don't know how my friends could be so mean. &amp;nbsp;I come home crying and you hold me tight and grab the keys. &amp;nbsp;And we drive and drive until we found a town far enough away. &amp;nbsp;and we talk and window shop until I forget all their names. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;My mom has gotten me through everything in my life that I couldn't get through on my own. &amp;nbsp;She's the one who helped me forget all their names. &amp;nbsp;She held me tight and got me through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;b&gt;Change&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But these things will Change, can you feel it now? &amp;nbsp;These walls that they put up to hold us back will fall down. &amp;nbsp;It's a revolution. &amp;nbsp;Hold your head up, 'cause we never gave in. &amp;nbsp;And we'll sing&amp;nbsp;hallelujah, we'll sing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;hallelujah. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I can feel a change. &amp;nbsp;All these walls they put up to keep us from making a change, they WILL fall down. &amp;nbsp;I don't give a crap about all those people who won't let us be who we want to be because they don't understand. &amp;nbsp;I will make a change. &amp;nbsp;I won't give in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;b&gt;Jump then Fall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every time you smile, I'll smile. &amp;nbsp;And every time you shine, I"ll shine. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Sums it all up. &amp;nbsp;I will not add to this, it's too perfect for the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;b&gt;Untouchable&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Untouchable. &amp;nbsp;Burning brighter than the sun, and when you're close I feel like coming undone. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Once again, I can't really add to it. &amp;nbsp;I've liked someone so much, but they seemed untouchable. &amp;nbsp;There's my two cents. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;b&gt;Come in with the Rain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll leave my window 'cause I'm too tired to call your name. &amp;nbsp;Just know that I'm here hoping that you'll come in with the rain. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I'm too tired to fight to get my dad back. &amp;nbsp;I just hope that someday he'll realize what he did and come in with the rain. &amp;nbsp;But I don't know if he'll ever come back. &amp;nbsp;I really wish he would, but at the same time, I don't want him to come back because I'm afraid he won't change. &amp;nbsp;He really needs to listen to some Taylor Swift. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;b&gt;Superstar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So dim that spotlight, tell me things like I can't take my eyes off of you. &amp;nbsp;I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl who's&amp;nbsp;desperately&amp;nbsp;in love with you. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I always have that feeling. &amp;nbsp;Like I'm no one special. &amp;nbsp;Yes, this song has to do with a guy. &amp;nbsp;I'm not THAT stupid. :) &amp;nbsp;But I always equate it with my feelings about being worthless. &amp;nbsp;It's almost like no one would care about me enough where I'm someone special. &amp;nbsp;This sounds stupid and weird, but I've always wanted someone to tell me that I'm special, but not because they're just saying it. &amp;nbsp;I want to be special. &amp;nbsp;Just another odd dream of mine... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;b&gt;Crazier&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've never gone with the wind, just let it flow. &amp;nbsp;Let it take me where it wants to go. &amp;nbsp;You opened a door, there's so much more. &amp;nbsp;I've never seen it before. &amp;nbsp;But I couldn't find wings, but you came along and you changed everything. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;This is one of my new favorite songs. &amp;nbsp;It's all so true. &amp;nbsp;Though I will admit, I sorta go with the wind just so no one looks at me. &amp;nbsp;I like to lay it low, if you will. &amp;nbsp;I know I don't seem like that sometimes, but it's all just a face. :/ &amp;nbsp;But this song makes me smile. &amp;nbsp;Because people make me crazier. &amp;nbsp;Crazier than I've ever felt before. &amp;nbsp;But I'm still looking for my wings and someday, I'll find them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;b&gt;If This Was a Movie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Come back, come back, come back to me like you would, you would if this was a movie. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Well, if this was a movie, than this is the most depressing movie ever. &amp;nbsp;If this was a movie, my dad would be here and I would be happy. &amp;nbsp;If this was a movie, I wouldn't be were I am. &amp;nbsp;I wouldn't have suffered through what I did. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes, I pretend like my life's a movie. &amp;nbsp;I make up the ending. &amp;nbsp;The good ending. &amp;nbsp;But I know that ending, it isn't ever going to come true. &amp;nbsp;It makes me sad to think it's not possible, but I'm gonna dream real big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;b&gt;Ours&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now THIS was hard to relate to. &amp;nbsp;Let's see if I can do this! :) &lt;i&gt;So don't you worry your pretty little mind, 'cause people throw rocks at things that shine. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I'll admit, I am somewhat taking this outta context. &amp;nbsp;This one line has always stood out to me. &amp;nbsp;People have thrown rocks at me non stop for the past few years (I guess when I was younger,&amp;nbsp;literally&amp;nbsp;XD) and it's getting hard to handle. &amp;nbsp;But now I know that Taylor Swift has the same problems. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;b&gt;Mine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I remember we were sitting there by the water, you put our arm around me for the first time. &amp;nbsp;You nade a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter. &amp;nbsp;You are the best thing, that's ever been mine. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I think this is harder to relate to than &lt;i&gt;Ours. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;But hey, I can try, right? &amp;nbsp;The one thing that actually relates to me in this song, is '&lt;i&gt;you made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter'. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Explains me perfectly, the careful part. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. &lt;b&gt;Sparks Fly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Get me with those green eyes, baby, as the lights go down. &amp;nbsp;Give me somethin' that'll haunt me when you're not around. &amp;nbsp;'Cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Dang, these things are really getting harder to relate to. &amp;nbsp;(sshh!!! Don't tell my mommy!!! :) I will try!! &amp;nbsp;Uh, I do see sparks fly. &amp;nbsp;You know, like when there's a fire, duh! :) &amp;nbsp;But yeah, I guess back when I was younger and had no scars I did see sparks or whatever. &amp;nbsp;I still don't understand how you see sparks fly if they're related to love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. &lt;b&gt;Back to December&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'd go back in time and change it, but I can't. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I would do just that. &amp;nbsp;But I can't. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes I wonder if this song really for real was written for me (look, I know it wasn't, but lemme dream!!!) because my dad left in December. &amp;nbsp;And that's waaay to close to home for me. &amp;nbsp;I think that's how you use that phrase....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;b&gt;Speak Now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I sneak in and see your friends, and her snotty little family all dressed in pastel. &amp;nbsp;And she is yelling at a bridesmaid, somewhere back inside a room wearing a gown shaped like a pastry. &amp;nbsp;She floats down the isle like a&amp;nbsp;pageant&amp;nbsp;queen. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Honestly, this doesn't really relate to my life. &amp;nbsp;It's just like, one of the funniest songs she's ever played. &amp;nbsp;I laugh every single time I hear it. &amp;nbsp;Though if you really got technical, it &lt;i&gt;could &lt;/i&gt;relate somewhat. &amp;nbsp;Like my dad....though I will NOT be speaking now at his wedding. &amp;nbsp;Oh great, here I go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;b&gt;Dear John&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you. &amp;nbsp;Counting my footsteps praying the floor won't fall through, again. &amp;nbsp;Wondering which version of you I might get on the phone, tonight. &amp;nbsp;Well I stopped pickin' up and this song is to let you know why. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Hold on one second while I go get a couple boxes of tissues. &amp;nbsp;-blowsnose- Okay, I'm back. &amp;nbsp;I think this song should've been named Dear Richard. &amp;nbsp;Makes more sense. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Dear Richard (&lt;/i&gt;hush!)&lt;i&gt;, I see it all now that you're gone. &amp;nbsp;Don't you think I was too young to be messed with the girl in the dress, cried the whole way home. &amp;nbsp;You should've known. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I would totally write the whole song in here if I could, it relates too well. &amp;nbsp;But I think this post is long enough already... &lt;i&gt;But I took your matches before fire could catch me so don't look now. &amp;nbsp;I'm shinning like fireworks over your sad empty town.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;b&gt;Mean&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we're back to the more relatable songs. :) &lt;i&gt;You, with your words like knives and swords and weapons that you use against me. &amp;nbsp;You, have knocked me off my feet again got me feelin' like a nothing. &amp;nbsp;You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard calling me out when I'm wounded. &amp;nbsp;You, picking on the weaker man. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I could totally use the whole song with my life. &amp;nbsp;But I'll spare you! :) &amp;nbsp;But yes, people do this to me. &amp;nbsp;I can't believe how mean people are sometimes. &amp;nbsp;But just wait &lt;i&gt;'Cause someday, I'll be living in a big old city. &amp;nbsp;And all you're ever gonna be is mean. &amp;nbsp;And someday, I'll be big enough so you can't hit me. &amp;nbsp;And all you're ever gonna be is mean. &amp;nbsp;Why you gotta be so mean? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Yes, why? &amp;nbsp;Does it make you happy? &amp;nbsp;Hmmm? &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;And I can see you years from now in a bar talking over a football game with that same big loud opinion. &amp;nbsp;Washed up and ranting about the same old bitter things. &amp;nbsp;Drunk and gumblin' on about how I can't sing. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I can say that I can't sing, you can't. &amp;nbsp;So be quiet and watch the football game. &amp;nbsp;Go Packers!!!!!!!!!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. &lt;b&gt;The Story of Us&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take it back. &amp;nbsp;I cannot really relate to this song. &amp;nbsp;No, wait! &amp;nbsp;Yes I can! &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm scared to see the ending why are we pretending this is nothing? &amp;nbsp;I'd tell that I miss you but I don't know how. &amp;nbsp;I've never heard silence quiet this loud. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Who honestly knew silence was loud? &amp;nbsp;Don't believe me? &amp;nbsp;Go to counseling with my father. &amp;nbsp;Now THAT is loud silence.&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; This is looking like a contest, of who can act like they care less. &amp;nbsp;But I liked it better when you were on my side. &amp;nbsp;The battle's in your hands now. &amp;nbsp;But I would lay my armor down if you'd say you'd rather love than fight. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;If you'd really say that, and mean it!, then I will lay my armor down. &amp;nbsp;I'm serious. &amp;nbsp;Try me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. &lt;b&gt;Never Grow Up.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, wished I'd never grown up, wished I'd never grown up, it still be simple. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Why did I have to grow up so fast? &amp;nbsp;It's not fair and I want to grow back down. &amp;nbsp;I wonder if that's possible...to the drawing board! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Enchanted&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This night is sparklin' don't you let it go. &amp;nbsp;I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home. &amp;nbsp;And I'll spend forever wonderin' if you knew. &amp;nbsp;I was enchanted to meet you. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I've been enchanted to meet you. &amp;nbsp;Haha, not always guys. &amp;nbsp;But if I hadn't met you all then where would I be? &amp;nbsp;Also, this is soooo much fun to play on the guitar. &amp;nbsp;Though it's fairly simple, hey like number 32! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. &lt;b&gt;Better than Revenge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She looks at life like it's a party and she's on the list. &amp;nbsp;She looks at me like I'm a trend and she's so over it. &amp;nbsp;I think her ever present frown is a little&amp;nbsp;troubling, she thinks I'm psycho 'cause I like to&amp;nbsp;rhyme&amp;nbsp;her name with things. &amp;nbsp;But sophistication isn't what you wear or who you know, or pushing people down to get you where you wanna go. &amp;nbsp;They didn't teach you that in prep school so it's up to me, that no&amp;nbsp;amount&amp;nbsp;of vintage dresses gives you dignity. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I know a little somebody, who this song is meant for. &amp;nbsp;She looks at life like it's a party and she's convinced she's on the list, totally thinks I'm a past trend, though her ever present frown is an ever present smile (fake at that), I'm still trying to find something to&amp;nbsp;rhyme&amp;nbsp;her name with (hmm...), the fact that what she wears won't give her sophistication doesn't seem to get through to her. she really does push people down to get you where she wants to go, and dresses cannot save her lost dignity. &amp;nbsp;This song is amazing for this person. &amp;nbsp;Just wish they knew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;b&gt;Innocent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I'll need more tissues for this than I did &lt;i&gt;Dear John&lt;/i&gt;. Like four times that (at minimum!).&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Lost your balance on a tightrope, lost your mind trying to get it back. &amp;nbsp;Wasn't it easier in your lunchbox days? &amp;nbsp;Always a bigger bed to crawl into. &amp;nbsp;Wasn't beautiful when you&amp;nbsp;believed&amp;nbsp;in everything and everybody believed in you? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I could write a complete novel on how this song relates to my life. &amp;nbsp;I have my song (&lt;i&gt;Sweet Caroline&lt;/i&gt;) but this song is really my song. &amp;nbsp;It explains everything. &amp;nbsp;I didn't just lose my balance I fell off. &amp;nbsp;I remember when I was a little kid and I used to get in my parents bed with my little sister and we'd stay there for a while. &amp;nbsp;When people believed in me, that made me believe in everything. &amp;nbsp;Those days when I thought unicorns were real but I was afraid they'd stab me to death (I told you I'm a tomboy!). &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;It's all right, just wait and see. &amp;nbsp;Your string of lights is still bright to me, oh, who you are is not what you did. &amp;nbsp;You're still an innocent. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I'M still an innocent. ME. &amp;nbsp;I've seen and heard too much. &amp;nbsp;Waaay too much. &amp;nbsp;The divorce scared me. &amp;nbsp;This eating problem scars me. &amp;nbsp;The depression scars me. &amp;nbsp;The bulling scars me. &amp;nbsp;The verbal abuse scars me. &amp;nbsp;But I'm still an innocent. &amp;nbsp;STILL. &amp;nbsp;I didn't lose it, I didn't gain it back. &amp;nbsp;Because I never lost it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Did some things you can't speak of. &amp;nbsp;But at night you'll live it all again. &amp;nbsp;You wouldn't be shattered on the floor now, if only you would sing what you know now then. &amp;nbsp;Wasn't easier in your firefly catchin' days? &amp;nbsp;When everything out of reach someone bigger brought down to you? &amp;nbsp;Wasn't it beautiful runnin' wild 'till you fell asleep, before the mosters caught up to you? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Let's just say, they caught up. &amp;nbsp;I live it all again at night. &amp;nbsp;And if I sang what I knew now then, &amp;nbsp;I wouldn't be where I was. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Time turns flames to embers. &amp;nbsp;You'll have new septembers. &amp;nbsp;Every one of us has messed up too. &amp;nbsp;Lives change like the weather I hope you'll remember, today is never too late to be brand new.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. &lt;b&gt;Haunted&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You and I walk a fragil line. &amp;nbsp;I have known it all this time but I never thought I'd live to see it break. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I never saw it coming (I think that's in another song...) and if I did, I would've stepped out of the way. &amp;nbsp;I've walked fragil lines with many people. &amp;nbsp;Some of them did break. &amp;nbsp;My dad's and mine, it shattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. &lt;b&gt;Last Kiss&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one doesn't really apply to me as I've never kissed anyone. XD &amp;nbsp;No comments, please. :) &amp;nbsp;But some parts sort of do. &lt;i&gt;You told me you loved me, so why did you go away? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;If you love someone, shouldn't you stay? &amp;nbsp;Shouldn't you always be there for them? &amp;nbsp;Saying you love them and then walking out after their birthday, before Christmas, leaving the worst memories and shattered hearts behind, is that really love? &amp;nbsp;In my book, it's not. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;And I feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe. &amp;nbsp;And I'll keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are. &amp;nbsp;I hope it's nice where you are. &amp;nbsp;And I hope the sun shines and it's a beautiful day and something reminds you, you wish you had stayed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. &lt;b&gt;Long Live&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm still a bad singer and they won't let me sing this at my graduation, I'm singing it the day of before I get there. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;I know she didn't write it about graduating. &amp;nbsp;But it sure as heck sounds like it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Long live the walls we crashed through. &amp;nbsp;I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you. &amp;nbsp;And long, long live, the look on your face and bring on all the pretenders, one day. &amp;nbsp;We will be remembered. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I want to be remembered. &amp;nbsp;Now, I would like to be remembered as a singer (as if!) or some other form of musician (hey, I've been told I can play violin, sooo... :) but if I could be remember at all, that'd be nice too. :) &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;And you take a moment. &amp;nbsp;Promise me this. &amp;nbsp;That you'll stand by me forever. &amp;nbsp;But if God forbids, fate should step in and force us into a good bye. &amp;nbsp;If you have children someday, when they point to the pictures, please tell them my name. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;There's one person who I want to promise me this. &amp;nbsp;I know we don't talk much anymore, but I know there's all those pictures of us when we were younger and if anyone asks, tell them my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. &lt;b&gt;Superman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I watched Superman fly away. &amp;nbsp;Come back, I'll be with you someday. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I thought my dad was superman. I really did. &amp;nbsp;I watched him fly away. &amp;nbsp;I wanted him to come back. &amp;nbsp;But he hasn't. &amp;nbsp;I don't think he will. &amp;nbsp;I really hope I'll see my dad again, but I want to see the better, change version of him. &amp;nbsp;Right now, he's not my superhero anymore. &amp;nbsp;When I was in seventh grade, I had to write a paper about my hero. &amp;nbsp;I wrote it about my dad. &amp;nbsp;A few months ago, I wrote a paper about how he let me down. &amp;nbsp;How my hero was gone, he abandoned me. &amp;nbsp;I did watch superman fly away. &amp;nbsp;But now he's just a man to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. &lt;b&gt;Tim McGraw&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And now I'm back for the first time since then and I'm standin' on your street. &amp;nbsp;And there's a letter left on your doorstep and the first thing that you'll read. &amp;nbsp;Is when you think Tim McGraw, I hope you think my favorite song. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I love Tim McGraw. &amp;nbsp;Now I wrote someone a letter, ironically&amp;nbsp;referring&amp;nbsp;to multiple Tim McGraw and country songs. &amp;nbsp;For me, this doesn't relate heavily to my life except for the letter and how I love Tim McGraw. &amp;nbsp;(on that note, if anyone remembers, after seeing Oklahoma (the musical), I wanted a tap dancing cowboy. &amp;nbsp;Yes, I am slightly picky, but hey, cowboys are pretty awesome! (enough with that random ramble!))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. &lt;b&gt;A Place in this World&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm alone, on my own. &amp;nbsp;And that's all I know. &amp;nbsp;Oh, I'll be strong, I'll be wrong. &amp;nbsp;Oh, but life goes on. &amp;nbsp;I'm just a girl, tryin' to find her place in this world. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I am trying to find my place in this world. &amp;nbsp;I've tried out different places, but none seem to fit quite right. &amp;nbsp;I'd like to think I've found it, but I'm sorta left thinking I'll always just keep looking. &amp;nbsp;But hey, I'll be strong and I'll be wrong. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Oh, but life goes on. &lt;/i&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Cold as You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More tissues please! &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;You put up walls and paint them all a shade of grey. &amp;nbsp;And I stood there lovin' you and wished them all away. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I didn't see the flaws I didn't see those stupid grey walls. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;So I start a fight, 'cause I need to feel something. &amp;nbsp;You do want you want 'cause I'm not what you wanted. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Sometimes, you just need to feel something. &amp;nbsp;People always say you can't let your emotions think for you. &amp;nbsp;But I'd rather have that than not have an emotions at all. &amp;nbsp;Having no feelings is scary, I know. &amp;nbsp;Fighting sometimes is the only thing you can feel. &amp;nbsp;Pain is the only hurt that triggers any sort of emotion. &amp;nbsp;Crying is better than having no feelings. &amp;nbsp;Anything other than nothing. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;You never did give a damn thing honey but I cried, cried, for you. &amp;nbsp;And I know you wouldn't have told nobody if I died, died, for you. &amp;nbsp;Died for you. &amp;nbsp;Oh, what a shame, what a rainy ending give to a perfect day. &amp;nbsp;Oh, and every smile you fake is so&amp;nbsp;condescending&amp;nbsp; counting all the scars you made. &amp;nbsp;And now that I'm sittin' here thinkin' it through, I've never been anywhere cold, as you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. &lt;b&gt;Tied Together with a Smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It seems the only one who doesn't see your beauty, is the face in the mirror staring back at you. &amp;nbsp;You walk around here thinking your not pretty, but that's not true. &amp;nbsp;'Cause I know you. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I'm tied together with a smile but I'm &lt;i&gt;coming undone. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Taylor wrote this about her friend with bulimia, and she wrote it for me with my problems. &amp;nbsp;I don't think I'm the only one who doesn't think I'm pretty. &amp;nbsp;If they did, would they still call me fat? &amp;nbsp;I do walk around here thinking I'm not pretty. &amp;nbsp;But sometimes I wonder if I'm actually right. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Hold on, baby you're losing it. &amp;nbsp;The water's high, you're jumping into it. &amp;nbsp;Letting go, and no one knows. That you cry but you don't tell anyone, that you might not be the golden one. &amp;nbsp;You're tied together with a smile but you're coming undone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. &lt;b&gt;Stay Beautiful&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're beautiful, every little piece, love. &amp;nbsp;And don't you know? &amp;nbsp;You're really gonna be someone. &amp;nbsp;Ask anyone. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I'd like to hope I'm gonna be someone. &amp;nbsp;But somedays it doesn't look so bright. &amp;nbsp;But hey, apparently I'm beautiful. &amp;nbsp;But seriously? &amp;nbsp;If all of her songs are real then I guess I actually might be pretty. &amp;nbsp;Huh... &amp;nbsp;anyways. &amp;nbsp;I hope I'm gonna be someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. &lt;b&gt;Mary's Song (Oh My, My, My)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She said, I was seven and you were nine. &amp;nbsp;I looked at you like the stars that shine in the sky, the pretty lights. &amp;nbsp;And our daddies used to joke about the two of us, growin' up and fallin' in love. &amp;nbsp;And our momma's smiled and rolled their eyes, and said oh, my, my, my. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I like to call this Danielle's song, but hey, she said it's not applicable. &amp;nbsp;I call it that 'cause she is always singing it. &amp;nbsp;Like almost 24/7. &amp;nbsp;But a person in her trivia club squeezes 25 hours into a day. &amp;nbsp;Yep. :) &amp;nbsp;(I quote my movie! :) &amp;nbsp;It doesn't really relate to my life much. &amp;nbsp;But Danielle is in my life so that has to count. &amp;nbsp;Right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our Song&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've heard every album, listened to the radio. &amp;nbsp;Waitin' for somethin' to come along, that was as good as our song. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Once again, these are getting less and less relatable. &amp;nbsp;Her most recent album was more applicable than her later ones. &amp;nbsp;Anyways...this applies to me because I've heard a bajillion albums (more or less :) and I've listened to the radio for easily hours (no joke!) so yeah. &amp;nbsp;And I can play the violin solo in the beginning. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. &lt;b&gt;Invisible&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just wanna show you, she don't even know you. &amp;nbsp;She's never gonna love you like I want to. &amp;nbsp;And you just see right through me and if you only knew me, we could be a beautiful, miracle,&amp;nbsp;unbelievable. &amp;nbsp;Instead of just&amp;nbsp;invisible. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;This did apply at one point. &amp;nbsp;I guess everyone goes through this. &amp;nbsp;You like someone and they don't even notice you exist. &amp;nbsp;But then they do later when you don't really care anymore (happen to anyone else other than me? please tell me yes! :) Also, once again, very fun to play on da guitar. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. &lt;b&gt;A Perfectly Good Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why would wanna break a perfectly good heart? &amp;nbsp;Why would you wanna take our love and tear it all apart? &amp;nbsp;Why would you wanna make the very first scar? &amp;nbsp;Why would you wanna break a perfectly good heart? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Yes, tell me, sir, why WOULD you wanna break a perfectly good heart? &amp;nbsp;Mine was all nice and in one good working piece and then you came and smashed (or crushed? I couldn't choose. :) it into a gazillion pieces. &amp;nbsp;Not nice. &amp;nbsp;Not nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today was a Fairytale.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can you feel this magic in the air? &amp;nbsp;It must have been the way you kissed me. &amp;nbsp;Fell in love when I saw you standin' there. &amp;nbsp;It must have been the way, today was a fairytale. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I've had my fairytale-ish days. &amp;nbsp;But not like this.... I listened to this over and over and over trying to find a connection to my life. &amp;nbsp;I think I've met my match... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Monologue&amp;nbsp;Song.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. &amp;nbsp;You're going, 'Wait! &amp;nbsp;Meghan, she didn't sing this song. &amp;nbsp;It's not on any of her cds." &amp;nbsp;Well, that's because she sang it on SNL. :) &amp;nbsp;I was soooo psyched (I love that show!) when I heard she was going to be on and then I learned the chords and lyrics to the song after she played it. &amp;nbsp;So here I go!!! &lt;i&gt;I like glitter and sparkly dresses, but I'm not gonna talk about that, in my&amp;nbsp;monologue. &amp;nbsp;I like baking and things that smell like winter, but I'm not gonna talk about that, in my&amp;nbsp;monologue. &amp;nbsp;Lalala lalala. &amp;nbsp;I like writing songs about ____ &lt;/i&gt;(it's not THAT bad of a name, but I'm keeping this PG...) &lt;i&gt;who cheat on me, but I'm not gonna say that, in my monologue. &amp;nbsp;I like writing their names into songs so their ashamed to go out in public, but I'm not gonna say that, in my monologue. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Well, I do write songs about my father who was a ____ who did cheat. &amp;nbsp;I also like sparkly dresses and baking. &amp;nbsp;I love things that smell like winter. &amp;nbsp;When I get famous (I really want to!! :( ) I probably won't write their names in the songs, though it's awfully tempting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all of them!! &amp;nbsp;I'm like 99.9% sure I got every single song. &amp;nbsp;If I missed any, let me know ASAP so I can go write about it's relations to my life!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read that entire post, you're my fave blog reader ever! &amp;nbsp;(I have no idea what I'm going to do when multiple people read the entire post...oops!) I will not write a huge long&amp;nbsp;conclusion, wrapping up how it all affected my life and how Taylor Swift saved me and got me through so much crap. &amp;nbsp;I will not write about how I'm very sorry for keeping you here when you really should be sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait. &amp;nbsp;I just did. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading and so sorry for wasting your time! :) &amp;nbsp;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-7063058556499510682?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7063058556499510682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/11/50-things-i-wont-hold-you-to-reading.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/7063058556499510682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/7063058556499510682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/11/50-things-i-wont-hold-you-to-reading.html' title='50 things I won&apos;t hold you to reading'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c90vT_obVHo/Tsdghoj1onI/AAAAAAAAApk/HpUfCi2TCKs/s72-c/taylor-swift-17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-6144142129060600057</id><published>2011-11-17T11:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T23:03:11.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11. 13. 199.</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't posted in a while, I am waay to busy. &amp;nbsp;:( &amp;nbsp;But now I will post!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite parts of blogging, is getting to add the awesomest pictures. :) &amp;nbsp;I am working on broadening where I get all my pictures from. &amp;nbsp;Right now, I'm currently obsessed with&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/" target="_blank"&gt;weheartit&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;It's a really cool website. &amp;nbsp;Most of the pictures on this post are from there. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I want to write a post about how to find pictures for blogging! &amp;nbsp;Though I highly doubt anyone will benefit from that. &amp;nbsp;But you never know! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you might have noticed, I like making posts about my favorite things, top _ things, stuff like that. &amp;nbsp;Today, I'm kind of stuck on what to write about so you're getting one of those. &amp;nbsp;But....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so stuck on what to write about, I can't even come up with a list of things. XD &amp;nbsp;Now THAT'S what I call writers block. (or bloggers block. &amp;nbsp;Try saying that five times fast! Easy, huh? &amp;nbsp;Do it thirteen times. &amp;nbsp;Yep, uh huh. &amp;nbsp;You can't do it can ya? &amp;nbsp;Mwehehehe! (wow, I just realized how insane I sounded. &amp;nbsp;Ignore that...))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now creating a list of random things. &amp;nbsp;I am that awesome. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;11. &amp;nbsp;13. &amp;nbsp;199.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lucky/favorite numbers (Being born on 11.11 is pretty darn lucky if you ask me!). &amp;nbsp;Like, whenever something really awesome happens, it's one of those numbers. &amp;nbsp;I wish I could think of an exact example, but my mind is somewhere else. &amp;nbsp;So I'm typing mindlesslyyyyyy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uPsUzinZek8/TsVJJppanEI/AAAAAAAAAiU/x2nFsxUS3xM/s1600/tumblr_ln1h4hdpn11qly6smo1_250_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uPsUzinZek8/TsVJJppanEI/AAAAAAAAAiU/x2nFsxUS3xM/s1600/tumblr_ln1h4hdpn11qly6smo1_250_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lJ-3EqVbCI/TsVJRov87UI/AAAAAAAAAic/ue977p_sO-w/s1600/tumblr_ludlyfyupJ1qeh61jo1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lJ-3EqVbCI/TsVJRov87UI/AAAAAAAAAic/ue977p_sO-w/s320/tumblr_ludlyfyupJ1qeh61jo1_500_large.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WsZxfLLAD7c/TsVJSo1-uBI/AAAAAAAAAik/Et0KTqjhv4Y/s1600/tumblr_lukmqpWpNT1qmrbxgo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WsZxfLLAD7c/TsVJSo1-uBI/AAAAAAAAAik/Et0KTqjhv4Y/s320/tumblr_lukmqpWpNT1qmrbxgo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Red hair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I've always wanted to have red hair. &amp;nbsp;I have no idea why, but I do. &amp;nbsp;When I was younger, in some pictures, it actually looked like I had it highlighted red. &amp;nbsp;One picture (it's the first one below) it looks red(sorta!)! And I didn't edit it. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;Yeah, so I'd love to have red hair. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMa6AwN34EM/TsVMnjyMcHI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Xubr9SOzySs/s1600/IMG_7262.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMa6AwN34EM/TsVMnjyMcHI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Xubr9SOzySs/s320/IMG_7262.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mTIGr30ubQw/TsVJfG_Ab5I/AAAAAAAAAis/vIogeesweTE/s1600/tumblr_luo9f7c0DY1r0bqq4o1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="279" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mTIGr30ubQw/TsVJfG_Ab5I/AAAAAAAAAis/vIogeesweTE/s320/tumblr_luo9f7c0DY1r0bqq4o1_500_large.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PaSMAX0NbUE/TsVY0mtPi1I/AAAAAAAAAlM/C2jX-KrFs6I/s1600/65hs.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PaSMAX0NbUE/TsVY0mtPi1I/AAAAAAAAAlM/C2jX-KrFs6I/s400/65hs.png" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I missed Judgment day. 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I really like bottles. &amp;nbsp;No two bottles are exactly the same (Yes, I know root beer bottles are all made with a machine, blah, blah, blah. &amp;nbsp;Way to steal my moment!:) &amp;nbsp;and I like the colors. &amp;nbsp;So there's my speech about bottles. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qvwsg51bmLA/TsVpWA0WTdI/AAAAAAAAAmE/wAMc3bbDKCI/s1600/20080724175517.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qvwsg51bmLA/TsVpWA0WTdI/AAAAAAAAAmE/wAMc3bbDKCI/s320/20080724175517.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9OvMpGZuS_0/TsVphyp_qxI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Twlrb_RY7SE/s1600/tumblr_kpi9wt56Ap1qzzefvo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9OvMpGZuS_0/TsVphyp_qxI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Twlrb_RY7SE/s320/tumblr_kpi9wt56Ap1qzzefvo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Kitties!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how allergic I am to them, kitties are just so freakin' cute!!! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iQngj9O2mIc/TsVrIuNYmgI/AAAAAAAAAmc/6EUhxQEIGTk/s1600/tumblr_l47mc4CRsb1qa1zngo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LVo1eJrqOg4/TsVrdgpcutI/AAAAAAAAAm8/lsZUCeQafZU/s320/Kitties__by_stillframeimages.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Hearts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like hearts. &amp;nbsp;No. &amp;nbsp;I LOVE hearts. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lk7Lui16Tuk/TsVtX3VthcI/AAAAAAAAAnE/kczkSaECXUw/s1600/__jar_of_hearts___by_livingdead01-d3cp2z6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lk7Lui16Tuk/TsVtX3VthcI/AAAAAAAAAnE/kczkSaECXUw/s320/__jar_of_hearts___by_livingdead01-d3cp2z6.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one doesn't have a heart in it, but it came up when I was looking for pictures and it's just so dang sweet! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-psChIQtH134/TsVuDG76bxI/AAAAAAAAAns/Dk6LGVLtG4k/s1600/tumblr_lp5toatgae1qbpwzeo1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-psChIQtH134/TsVuDG76bxI/AAAAAAAAAns/Dk6LGVLtG4k/s320/tumblr_lp5toatgae1qbpwzeo1_500_large.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;b&gt;Pink&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate pink. &amp;nbsp;Yep, I know. &amp;nbsp;I'm a girl who 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songs relate to her life more than mine. &amp;nbsp;But I'm going to win this. &amp;nbsp;So keep reading for more info. &amp;nbsp;I'm gonna win this thing!!!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata for now! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/17859958"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/17859958&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/17859903"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/17859903&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/17860140"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://weheartit.com/entry/17860140&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/17864927"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-1199978186764849157</id><published>2011-11-11T07:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T14:44:02.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if you don't smile, who will?</title><content type='html'>I had a request to write a blog about ways to make someone smile. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;See I just did! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm starting to notice that a lot of my posts have to do with smiling. &amp;nbsp;But that's okay since it's a very important part of life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this person gave me three things to start off with, but then I thought I could come up with more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please note that I have &lt;i&gt;not &lt;/i&gt;tried everything on this list, but they sound like good ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Smile&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yep, if you yourself smiled, someone else will smile just from looking at you. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DDqMbqXb6CU/Tr066udSwiI/AAAAAAAAAfc/3S8x1OdEl0g/s1600/SmileMirror_0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DDqMbqXb6CU/Tr066udSwiI/AAAAAAAAAfc/3S8x1OdEl0g/s320/SmileMirror_0000.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Give a hug&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The awesome person who gave me this blog idea gave me this one. :) &amp;nbsp;But seriously, hugging someone could make them feel sooooo much better. &amp;nbsp;That's why I get hugs a lot. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.4em;"&gt;Hugging has been proven to have health benefits. One study has shown that hugs increase levels of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oxytocin" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;" title="Oxytocin"&gt;oxytocin&lt;/a&gt;, and reduce&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blood_pressure" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;" title="Blood pressure"&gt;blood pressure&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-4" style="line-height: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hug#cite_note-4" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;[5]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I hope wikipedia is right on this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a lot of odd info about hugs (for example: the Christian side-hug. &amp;nbsp;I'm totally serious. &amp;nbsp;There's even a song...) &amp;nbsp;Now I want to write a post about hugs. &amp;nbsp;-sniff- &amp;nbsp;I'm staying up until 12 so it counts as tomorrow when I write it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-slsx07AdwTY/Tr0-7AdBPiI/AAAAAAAAAfk/nRFDlwTQLiY/s1600/free_hugs_by_imbacile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-slsx07AdwTY/Tr0-7AdBPiI/AAAAAAAAAfk/nRFDlwTQLiY/s320/free_hugs_by_imbacile.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2LqAYqU8Wb4/Tr0-7v3WWuI/AAAAAAAAAfs/IufhixW6Jcw/s1600/free_hugs_by_MalvaAlcea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2LqAYqU8Wb4/Tr0-7v3WWuI/AAAAAAAAAfs/IufhixW6Jcw/s320/free_hugs_by_MalvaAlcea.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKq1wIhbMd4/Tr0-98b5MNI/AAAAAAAAAf0/OQC_Dg34aNw/s1600/hugs_by_nekomeatjunxD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WKq1wIhbMd4/Tr0-98b5MNI/AAAAAAAAAf0/OQC_Dg34aNw/s320/hugs_by_nekomeatjunxD.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qTuSAxcOiJ8/Tr0_Eqj1HJI/AAAAAAAAAf8/m3Jxn-wzTcg/s1600/hugs_by_wampirus-d3l5sqh.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qTuSAxcOiJ8/Tr0_Eqj1HJI/AAAAAAAAAf8/m3Jxn-wzTcg/s1600/hugs_by_wampirus-d3l5sqh.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Crack a joke&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please no gross ones because that just makes people want to be sick. &amp;nbsp;And that is&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;NOT smiling. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IBkylbXoffQ/Tr1ATenvLlI/AAAAAAAAAgE/4W3hmGTaJ40/s1600/Girl_Laughing_by_wishonpinkcars1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IBkylbXoffQ/Tr1ATenvLlI/AAAAAAAAAgE/4W3hmGTaJ40/s320/Girl_Laughing_by_wishonpinkcars1.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ccBpNsN_-8/Tr1AYc6E_YI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Cy61JGBx3HI/s1600/laugh_by_glamz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ccBpNsN_-8/Tr1AYc6E_YI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Cy61JGBx3HI/s320/laugh_by_glamz.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Hold the door&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. &amp;nbsp;I'm getting weird looks from you. &amp;nbsp;Stop that! :) &amp;nbsp;Holding the door for someone is a sure way to get a smile. &amp;nbsp;Only on rare occassions have I not gotten a smile outta that. &amp;nbsp;And old ladies will either thank you and tell you how nice you are on the way to the elevator, or just give you an evil eye. &amp;nbsp;Moving on now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dgMCAsJ75tc/Tr1BpnkO3eI/AAAAAAAAAgU/DoaJUBwWllc/s1600/Hold-the-door.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dgMCAsJ75tc/Tr1BpnkO3eI/AAAAAAAAAgU/DoaJUBwWllc/s320/Hold-the-door.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Put a quarter &lt;/b&gt;(or whatever the heck they take) &lt;b&gt;in someone's parking meter.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just randomly. &amp;nbsp;Like if someone's is running low, put something in it. &amp;nbsp;(don't blame me for not knowing. &amp;nbsp;I don't have my license yet!! &amp;nbsp;Ooh, but today, I'm only two years away! (well 1 from my permit)) That was a long ramble. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R6g3QgyfQCc/Tr1CRFyOflI/AAAAAAAAAgc/ENcKc1_-0sg/s1600/parking_meter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R6g3QgyfQCc/Tr1CRFyOflI/AAAAAAAAAgc/ENcKc1_-0sg/s320/parking_meter.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Shovel your neighbors driveway&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have actually tested this one. &amp;nbsp;You can also shovel your whole street's driveways and sidewalks. Just be warned, if you have unique patterns on your shoes, you can be caught! (oh and when I was looking for pictures for this, I found articles on how to shovel snow. &amp;nbsp;That's sad if you don't know how and you google it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(picture below: yes, the Green Bay Packer fans are so flippin' amazing. &amp;nbsp;We shoveled Lambo field. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XM7xZmyrKqM/Tr1DGN-1D7I/AAAAAAAAAgk/Eb3-2OR5hHk/s1600/2011-02-16-11-13-56-3-green-bay-packers-fans-shovel-snow-at-lambeau-fiel.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XM7xZmyrKqM/Tr1DGN-1D7I/AAAAAAAAAgk/Eb3-2OR5hHk/s320/2011-02-16-11-13-56-3-green-bay-packers-fans-shovel-snow-at-lambeau-fiel.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bjdVdHhyAEg/Tr1DU7LDS-I/AAAAAAAAAgs/UpR6nu5E6b8/s1600/SnowShovelling_470.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bjdVdHhyAEg/Tr1DU7LDS-I/AAAAAAAAAgs/UpR6nu5E6b8/s320/SnowShovelling_470.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Smile and wave, smile and wave&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one, I also tested. &amp;nbsp;If you smile and wave at someone in a car, you're very likely to get one (them? two?) back. &amp;nbsp;Seriously, go wave at a little girl in a car. &amp;nbsp;She'll laugh and wave back. &amp;nbsp;Or at least that always happens in my experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x-4oTzvSe2k/Tr1EUgyagPI/AAAAAAAAAg0/aOoqk_ts3ls/s1600/bride-groom-waving-goodbye-classic-car-600x398.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x-4oTzvSe2k/Tr1EUgyagPI/AAAAAAAAAg0/aOoqk_ts3ls/s320/bride-groom-waving-goodbye-classic-car-600x398.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CBVoYk_jhaA/Tr1EaJowMvI/AAAAAAAAAg8/HJCCAKYihw8/s1600/hi-mpl340001629c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CBVoYk_jhaA/Tr1EaJowMvI/AAAAAAAAAg8/HJCCAKYihw8/s320/hi-mpl340001629c.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Make them hot cocoa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No this has&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;NOTHING to do with my obsession with hot cocoa. &amp;nbsp;It just tastes so good!! &amp;nbsp;And it make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iLN9Oj3izPY/Tr1EpzMcG_I/AAAAAAAAAhE/TuJqFBrW0ww/s1600/cinnamon+cocoa.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iLN9Oj3izPY/Tr1EpzMcG_I/AAAAAAAAAhE/TuJqFBrW0ww/s320/cinnamon+cocoa.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmF3eQR-W9M/Tr1Esp6-GsI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ZSQf5F7x2fM/s1600/cocoa%2521%2521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmF3eQR-W9M/Tr1Esp6-GsI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ZSQf5F7x2fM/s320/cocoa%2521%2521.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Presents yay!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pft, no this has nothing to do with my birthday. &amp;nbsp;I'm actually serious this time. :) &amp;nbsp;Anyways, if you wrap up a present and give it to someone, you'll make them smile because they know that you thought of them. &amp;nbsp;Or send them a card for no reason. &amp;nbsp;Once I got a card like that, for no reason (well, I got it at my surprise party. &amp;nbsp;In October. &amp;nbsp;Yep, don't ask. &amp;nbsp;Or maybe do ask....) and it still makes me smile. &amp;nbsp;I will die with that card. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R3YWvK-nCZk/Tr1FtKcmPCI/AAAAAAAAAhU/6lVGdbkKe4c/s1600/present_by_skizy-d4fj3el.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R3YWvK-nCZk/Tr1FtKcmPCI/AAAAAAAAAhU/6lVGdbkKe4c/s320/present_by_skizy-d4fj3el.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DDAFpucDs54/Tr1F90vlSXI/AAAAAAAAAhc/kI5TOnRY8xs/s1600/the_present_by_samuel123-d32qxr2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="274" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DDAFpucDs54/Tr1F90vlSXI/AAAAAAAAAhc/kI5TOnRY8xs/s320/the_present_by_samuel123-d32qxr2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Listen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the one thing that will make people smile, is just to listen. &amp;nbsp;It's pretty easy. &amp;nbsp;You take duct tape and rip a piece off. You stick it over your mouth and shut up. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RHO9uaekDek/Tr1GhUh0t8I/AAAAAAAAAhk/73OmjyePdBk/s1600/listen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RHO9uaekDek/Tr1GhUh0t8I/AAAAAAAAAhk/73OmjyePdBk/s320/listen.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall now conclude.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I kidding? &amp;nbsp;Blogging is addictive. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what the heck, being my birthday, I'm feeling generous. :) &amp;nbsp;So bye-bye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. &amp;nbsp;Thanks reader for the idea. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://samuel123.deviantart.com/art/the-present-186014558&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://skizy.deviantart.com/art/Present-267949821"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://skizy.deviantart.com/art/Present-267949821&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sarahsideways.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/listen.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://sarahsideways.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/listen.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-1199978186764849157?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1199978186764849157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/11/if-you-dont-smile-who-will.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/1199978186764849157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/1199978186764849157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/11/if-you-dont-smile-who-will.html' title='if you don&apos;t smile, who will?'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DDqMbqXb6CU/Tr066udSwiI/AAAAAAAAAfc/3S8x1OdEl0g/s72-c/SmileMirror_0000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-3760207609241090119</id><published>2011-11-09T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T14:10:07.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to fix the font on my blog. &amp;nbsp;It's either too big or too small. :) &amp;nbsp;Sorry for all the problems and odd changes that will be&amp;nbsp;occurring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stupid brain has decided I'm going to be more stupid and make myself work more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm competing in a stupid music contest my school is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not stupid, but I'm stupid for doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, so I'm sitting here writing a song for this contest and I'm yet to record it. &amp;nbsp;Why do I do this to myself???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be optimistic (haha!) and look for the good stuff in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, I might be famous! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahaha not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My optimism isn't working too well. :) &amp;nbsp; I think it's broken. &amp;nbsp;:( -sniff-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm getting some more experience in the music world? &amp;nbsp;I don't know, but I'm kinda stupid for bringing this on myself. &amp;nbsp;I have to have it recorded and submitted by the 15th and I guess we're voting for our favorite songs Nov 21-Dec 2. &amp;nbsp;Winners announced Dec. 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's that. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;Have a great&amp;nbsp;Wednesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-6125880916713542574</id><published>2011-11-08T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T14:18:42.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random ramblings of meghan nelson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I really hate putting people through my ramblings, but sometimes I say interesting and smart things when I ramble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I said sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So first off, the post about project, uh, awesome, (haha) is renamed to Project Greta. &amp;nbsp;Ooh, I just thought I could name it Project Great. &amp;nbsp;Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I warned you I would ramble. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For Project Greta (or Great, who knows?) I thought 'hey, why don't you make your own sketchbook?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Well I haven't started yet. &amp;nbsp;XD &amp;nbsp;I'm mainly debating over what paper to use. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;And I'm sort of afraid to start... I would use one I already have but I've either half used them or entirely used them. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;There's that ramble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Oh, and now I am the happy owner of an empty Christmas Cup!!!!!! =D &amp;nbsp;I'm very excited. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Why an empty cup? You ask? &amp;nbsp;Because I can keep it forever. &amp;nbsp;Duh. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hmm, I just had a thought that if everyone in the world owned a Ferrari, they wouldn't be awesome anymore. &amp;nbsp;They'd just be common.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Wow. &amp;nbsp;I just reread that and realized how stupidly random that was. &amp;nbsp;I'm ashamed. -hangshead-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Okay, done with that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Here's another weird thought I had. &amp;nbsp;What if Smarties actually make you smarter??? &amp;nbsp;Because I love them and once I ate a ton of them and I felt smarter. &amp;nbsp;And gross. &amp;nbsp;But that's just 'cause I ate a lot. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tMpE1IHD5yk/TrnLr-dLxpI/AAAAAAAAAfU/5nF70BPQV8o/s1600/smarties.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tMpE1IHD5yk/TrnLr-dLxpI/AAAAAAAAAfU/5nF70BPQV8o/s320/smarties.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I'm starting to think I accomplish nothing and say nothing interesting or smart (no matter how many Smarties I eat) whilest rambling. &amp;nbsp;Is whilest a word? &amp;nbsp;If it's not, can it be a word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hum de dum de dum de dum... &amp;nbsp;I guess I should leave now as seeing I'm accomplishing nothing. &amp;nbsp;But here's one thing I will leave you with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Eat more Smarties!!!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(just don't blame me if your teeth fall out and you get a bagillion [is THAT a word??] cavities. &amp;nbsp;I never told you that you shouldn't brush your teeth!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-35056323408750462</id><published>2011-11-07T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T14:18:55.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>optimism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rkRIYURsrsI/Trf14cSd8PI/AAAAAAAAAbs/rTD3vbf4xg8/s1600/Smile_by_SpyKate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rkRIYURsrsI/Trf14cSd8PI/AAAAAAAAAbs/rTD3vbf4xg8/s400/Smile_by_SpyKate.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So last night at youth group, Paul was NOT being optimistic. &amp;nbsp;It had to do with the fact that he was tired, his arm hurt, and he was playing fuseball against Danielle in a cast. &amp;nbsp;Pretty funny to watch actually. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Anyways, he did end up winning. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But I don't know who said it, but I was going to write a blog about being an optimist and not a pessimist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you don't know what those are, you probably shouldn't be reading my blog. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I've had my fair share of crap and stuff I wouldn't want anyone to go through (even people I don't get along with). &amp;nbsp;I've had a ton of times where I just want to sleep all day and cry. &amp;nbsp;Life is hard, no one can say it isn't. &amp;nbsp;You can't change what happens in your life, but you can change how you deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pessimism, pft, I've been an extreme pessimist before and sometimes I still am. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes, it's okay. &amp;nbsp;But most of the time, it's not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I'm not saying I'm perfect and I'm always optimistic, bah blah blah. &amp;nbsp;But I am saying that if you try to look for the good in life, the bad doesn't seem so bad. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Here's an awesome example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Let's say a lady is on the highway going to the hospital to see her son who's dying of cancer. &amp;nbsp;She's upset and her driving is terrible and she's having the worst day of her life. &amp;nbsp;There isn't anything good in her life, or so she thinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You drive next to her. &amp;nbsp;She tries to merge into your lane, not seeing you and almost hits you. &amp;nbsp;She stays in her lane and you come up next to her. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Do you flip her off like every other driver?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Or do you smile and wave at her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you do the first, she'll go to the hospital with an even heavier heart. &amp;nbsp;She'll feel like she now fails at driving, among the other things she 'fails' at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you smile and wave, you've forgiven her. &amp;nbsp;Said 'it's okay'. &amp;nbsp;She'll feel better, knowing that someone has been nice to her. &amp;nbsp;She hasn't failed. &amp;nbsp;The smile might make her smile, make her son smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The point of that story isn't teaching you road manners. :) &amp;nbsp;It's showing you that sometimes, if you're just nice to people, you might make their day. &amp;nbsp;It doesn't matter who they are or if you know what they're going through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Now if you were a pessimist, you wouldn't be nice. &amp;nbsp;Pessimists will look for the bad in everything. &amp;nbsp;Quite depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you look for the good in things, you're life is better and it's easier. &amp;nbsp;Not easy. &amp;nbsp;But easier. &amp;nbsp;If that lady was an optimist, maybe she wouldn't have been so upset and felt like a failure. &amp;nbsp;If you were a pessimist you would've flipped her off because you felt that it was such a terrible thing what she did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Stupid example, I know. &amp;nbsp;I'm kind of rambling today. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But my point is, be happy and look for the happy things in life. &amp;nbsp;I'm not going to tell you to stop and smell the flowers or whatever, I'm kind of allergic to flowers. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I'll admit that this post is sorta turning into a smile post. &amp;nbsp;But that's okay right? &amp;nbsp;I mean, smiling is optimistic. :) &amp;nbsp;And I don't know if you can find optomistic pictures without finding smile pictures. &amp;nbsp;So get ready to be bombarded with tons and tons of smile pictures(actually, I've had more pictures in a post. &amp;nbsp;This is only 23 and I've had over 30 before. :) &amp;nbsp;If they don't make you smile, I'm outta buisness. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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title='optimism'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rkRIYURsrsI/Trf14cSd8PI/AAAAAAAAAbs/rTD3vbf4xg8/s72-c/Smile_by_SpyKate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-692605602956873576</id><published>2011-11-05T22:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T14:19:05.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>project, uh, AWESOME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My idea is very awesome. &amp;nbsp;Very, very, awesome. &amp;nbsp;I'm going to tell you now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you decided to watch the movie &lt;i&gt;According to Greta &lt;/i&gt;after I posted about it, than you'll know exactly what I'm talking about. &amp;nbsp;If you didn't, I'm posting pictures so you know what I'm talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Greta kept a journal, well multiple journals. &amp;nbsp;They were sort of like collages but with journaling mixed in. &amp;nbsp;Pretty awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I really want to do something like what she did, but not as personal. &amp;nbsp;The reason why is because I want to post the pages here. &amp;nbsp;Maybe only the noneish personal ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Anyways, I'll try to do it fairly often. &amp;nbsp;But I'm not making any promises. &amp;nbsp;So here's the pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(Oh, BTW, I'm trying out a few font, so let me know if it's too small.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CdshX967EIs/TrYIj0iZUbI/AAAAAAAAAbU/LXfVF2SvNP0/s1600/1y8rxjqenehcqjn8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CdshX967EIs/TrYIj0iZUbI/AAAAAAAAAbU/LXfVF2SvNP0/s320/1y8rxjqenehcqjn8.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ntxk1SXIsY4/TrYIlQ4pC3I/AAAAAAAAAbc/1dssYM1YmFQ/s1600/3a5i4av5vxj45a4j.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ntxk1SXIsY4/TrYIlQ4pC3I/AAAAAAAAAbc/1dssYM1YmFQ/s320/3a5i4av5vxj45a4j.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DwOlDDuTDGY/TrYIw2nyExI/AAAAAAAAAbk/b0VZlipNwxQ/s1600/MV5BMTk2MzAxMzk1Ml5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwODM4MDUwMw%2540%2540._V1._SY317_CR2%252C0%252C214%252C317_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DwOlDDuTDGY/TrYIw2nyExI/AAAAAAAAAbk/b0VZlipNwxQ/s1600/MV5BMTk2MzAxMzk1Ml5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwODM4MDUwMw%2540%2540._V1._SY317_CR2%252C0%252C214%252C317_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I know they aren't of her notebook, I can't find any pictures online. &amp;nbsp;Maybe later if I feel up to it, I might take screenshots. &amp;nbsp; So for now, see the posters which are crafted in the style of her notebook. &amp;nbsp;So I might start tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;Or Monday. &amp;nbsp;Or sometime. &amp;nbsp;Haha, I'll let ya'll go. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pics from:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allstarpics.net/pictures/0628396/according-to-greta-pics.html"&gt;http://www.allstarpics.net/pictures/0628396/according-to-greta-pics.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allstarpics.net/pictures/0628396/according-to-greta-pics.html"&gt;http://www.allstarpics.net/pictures/0628396/according-to-greta-pics.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTk2MzAxMzk1Ml5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwODM4MDUwMw@@._V1._SY317_CR2,0,214,317_.jpg"&gt;http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTk2MzAxMzk1Ml5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwODM4MDUwMw@@._V1._SY317_CR2,0,214,317_.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allstarpics.net/0628396/017617104/according-to-greta-pic.html"&gt;http://www.allstarpics.net/0628396/017617104/according-to-greta-pic.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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AWESOME!'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CdshX967EIs/TrYIj0iZUbI/AAAAAAAAAbU/LXfVF2SvNP0/s72-c/1y8rxjqenehcqjn8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-4723395049762559257</id><published>2011-11-04T14:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T14:19:14.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have no idea what happened. &amp;nbsp;I swear they just got up and walked away. &amp;nbsp;Why would they do that to me? &amp;nbsp;I treated them so nicely! &amp;nbsp;Well, most of them. &amp;nbsp;I can't believe they would just abandon me like that. &amp;nbsp;Especially when I needed them the most!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA9UNcUDav0/TrRCm5IjzkI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Bet--yYtYAg/s1600/Lost_by_iNeedChemicalX.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA9UNcUDav0/TrRCm5IjzkI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Bet--yYtYAg/s320/Lost_by_iNeedChemicalX.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1881193364"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1881193365"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Oh, I'm guessing you want to know what I'm talking about. &amp;nbsp;By 'they' I mean my ideas. &amp;nbsp;I'm completely serious. &amp;nbsp;Like I keep coming up with good ideas for blogging topics (for some reason, I always come up with them AFTER I've blogged for the day) and then forgetting them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" class="f" style="border-collapse: collapse; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: static; text-align: left; text-decoration: none !important; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="f" style="border-collapse: collapse; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: static; text-decoration: none !important; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;div class="text" style="line-height: 1.4em;"&gt;&lt;h1 style="font: normal normal bold 18pt/normal 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Ideas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;by ~&lt;a class="u" href="http://astrosentience.deviantart.com/" style="zoom: 1;"&gt;Astrosentience&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ideas are gone&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where they went&lt;br /&gt;Each time I look for one&lt;br /&gt;None are found&lt;br /&gt;I sit and think all day&lt;br /&gt;And then I lose time as well&lt;br /&gt;Everything is slipping away&lt;br /&gt;I haven't a clue where it all goes&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I put them someplace safe&lt;br /&gt;But I can't imagine where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you can't tell, I'm kind of missing my ideas right now. &amp;nbsp;It's very depressing. &amp;nbsp;In fact, I'm very sad. &amp;nbsp;(I think I said this already...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Here's something I wrote to Paul one night (Well, technically it was morning), and we were waiting to get slap happy (or high of sleep&amp;nbsp;depravation&amp;nbsp;as he calls it) and so we were trying to confuse each other. Now this applies well to my sad situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"&gt;"my thoughts aren't atoms so technically my thoughts are my own though i am atoms so am I a thought?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you want to get super, super technical (which I think was my goal here), than it's not really about my thoughts, or losing them for that matter. &amp;nbsp;But I am a thought! &amp;nbsp;And can thoughts have ideas? &amp;nbsp;Or is a thought an idea and an idea a thought so in essense, I am both?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Now you have experianced what happens to me when I have no ideas. &amp;nbsp;I sort of ramble on and on about things that don't really make much sense except to me. &amp;nbsp;So I apologize greatly for my troubled mind. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So since I am currently idealess (and I kind of told Danielle I would blog everyday...), you get to come up with ideas for me!! &amp;nbsp;Let me know what you want me to blog about. &amp;nbsp;I might just do it. &amp;nbsp;Or I'll go looking for my ideas. &amp;nbsp;But that sounds like a lot of work, so you can do the work for me!! &amp;nbsp;I'd much prefer you find my ideas, but I don't have a clue as to where they went! &amp;nbsp;If I haven't confused you already, you are now smart enough to come up with ideas for me! &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;(oh PS, if anyone actually does come up with an idea for me to use, I'll credit you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Well, thanks for listening to my insanity. &amp;nbsp;Maybe I'll come up with a good idea and there won't be so many blocks of text. XD If you made it this far, congrats and good bye!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ineedchemicalx.deviantart.com/art/Lost-148184426" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-4723395049762559257?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4723395049762559257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/11/lost_04.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/4723395049762559257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/4723395049762559257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/11/lost_04.html' title='lost'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA9UNcUDav0/TrRCm5IjzkI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Bet--yYtYAg/s72-c/Lost_by_iNeedChemicalX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-7168353157035366229</id><published>2011-11-03T14:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T14:19:25.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you make me smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;You make me smile like the sun&lt;br style="text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fall outta bed&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sing like a bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dizzy in my head&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spin like a record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: center;"&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shine like gold&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Buzz like a bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, you make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;Ya'll make me smile every day. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;Oh and so does my Christmas cup from Starbucks. =D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;BTW, Blogger is making me mad because the formatting is off on EVERYTHING. &amp;nbsp;Things will look sort of off in this post and I apologize!!! :) &amp;nbsp;(Oh, and all but the last pictures are very grainy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mMd6l4LRpvI/TrL5vAK7u1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/zFz6zBPJ1AA/s1600/breana%252Bme.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mMd6l4LRpvI/TrL5vAK7u1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/zFz6zBPJ1AA/s320/breana%252Bme.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, we are Skipper and Barbie. &amp;nbsp;Yes, I wore pink. &amp;nbsp;Can we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;drop the subject now? &amp;nbsp;Please? &amp;nbsp;Thanks you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jSCv8AHtvpY/TrL6J9RKzeI/AAAAAAAAAaM/FeJRgpYYvPM/s1600/emma%252Bme.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jSCv8AHtvpY/TrL6J9RKzeI/AAAAAAAAAaM/FeJRgpYYvPM/s320/emma%252Bme.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Love you Emma!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MRZL2CuyoWg/TrL62GhV_KI/AAAAAAAAAaU/aXmpa0P7goc/s1600/all+of+us.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MRZL2CuyoWg/TrL62GhV_KI/AAAAAAAAAaU/aXmpa0P7goc/s320/all+of+us.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;You say it's blurry, I say it's pretty dang awesome! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nshXHsQAmYc/TrL9Q6u4d8I/AAAAAAAAAa0/-bbFpap998Q/s1600/me%252Bkate.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nshXHsQAmYc/TrL9Q6u4d8I/AAAAAAAAAa0/-bbFpap998Q/s320/me%252Bkate.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Does it REALLY matter that this was taken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;outside a bathroom where Elizabeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;thought I was abducted when she was on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;the toilet???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; 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left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Yes!!!! &amp;nbsp;I -finally- got my Christmas cup from Starbucks!!!! =D &amp;nbsp;My day is now totally complete. &amp;nbsp;Though I would love to make it to orchestra, if Jesus comes now, I'm totally happy to go!! &amp;nbsp;Since I have my Christmas cup, I'm set. &amp;nbsp;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Not a super long post today, but it gets to the point. &amp;nbsp;You make me smile (my Christmas cup does too, but you guys make me laugh, where as my cup doesn't so much...). &amp;nbsp;=D &amp;nbsp;Have a thrilling Thursday!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-7168353157035366229?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7168353157035366229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-make-me-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/7168353157035366229'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>guess what's here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I'm bad at surprises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Seriously. &amp;nbsp;I can figure them out really quickly. &amp;nbsp;I also am bad at not telling a surprise that I came up with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Well, I didn't really come up with this surprise, per say. (that's how it's spelled right? I keep thinking it's French or something)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I can't take it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I'm going to burst with excitement. &amp;nbsp;I'm sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Winter is here!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7ABc4qDuNo/TrA1PAd_jjI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Ijxn-EItx3s/s1600/winter_photography_17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7ABc4qDuNo/TrA1PAd_jjI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Ijxn-EItx3s/s320/winter_photography_17.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Well not so much because it's November (which is the best month ever!!). &amp;nbsp;But today I will listen to Christmas music and hope it snows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I love winter. &amp;nbsp;It's one of my favorite seasons!! &amp;nbsp;And there's so much awesome stuff that comes along with winter that I look forward to all year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I didn't want to do something where I posted 'my top 10 favorite things about winter', or anything like that. &amp;nbsp;So I'm just going to ramble on about winter and post some pictures. &amp;nbsp;Get ready for rambling! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I love it when you go to Starbucks on the first of November and they give you the red Christmas cups. &amp;nbsp;Last year (for reasons I just can't explain) I never got one. &amp;nbsp;-sniff- Sad, I know. &amp;nbsp;So this year, on November first, I, Meghan Nelson, will go and get a $2 Pumpkin Spice latte ($2 after 2 at participating locations!) in a Christmas cup!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2743/4100947032_03807930b1_z.jpg" style="background-color: #fefefe; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Doesn't looking at that, wonderful, red cup make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside? &amp;nbsp;Yes. It. Does. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ooh, and I also love caroling. &amp;nbsp;But I've never done it before. &amp;nbsp;Maybe I should do that this year!! &amp;nbsp;Anyone wanna go with me??? (also, does anyone know HOW to go caroling??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WtIoUJ9qdno/TrA3agQJU9I/AAAAAAAAAZs/Cc0Z_pMcKls/s1600/bb20feef9d7f1bfaebb77556f9deb0e6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WtIoUJ9qdno/TrA3agQJU9I/AAAAAAAAAZs/Cc0Z_pMcKls/s320/bb20feef9d7f1bfaebb77556f9deb0e6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And Huskies. &amp;nbsp;Kind of an odd thing to be bringing up in a blog post, Meghan. &amp;nbsp;Yes I know. &amp;nbsp;Don't critisize me!! &amp;nbsp;I grew up with the sweetest Husky ever and now we have one that is still sweet but he also thinks eating socks is cute. &amp;nbsp;Yeah, I don't know why he does it. &amp;nbsp;He's a strange dog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AjXGFOU1N58/TrA4VAL0OpI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/SQPc02eZM0c/s1600/IMG_1131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AjXGFOU1N58/TrA4VAL0OpI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/SQPc02eZM0c/s400/IMG_1131.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Oh and I love how people put up Christmas lights. &amp;nbsp;Not Christmas blowups or Christmas reindeer (got some funny stories about those!) but legit Christmas lights. &amp;nbsp;The kind that you put along the edge of your roof so it looks like a gram cracker house (speaking of which, why are they called GRAM crackers. &amp;nbsp;Last time I checked, they weighed more than that!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rmkwWpK8d9g/TrA5SuEzkFI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/bBPEikhYDhE/s1600/IMG_0486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rmkwWpK8d9g/TrA5SuEzkFI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/bBPEikhYDhE/s320/IMG_0486.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I like sooo many things about Winter. &amp;nbsp;Other than the fact that I freeze the whole time (my toes are losing feeling as we speak, wait, I think since I'm the one writing then it's really as I speak. Hmm....) &amp;nbsp;I would list more, but I don't think you really want me to list everything I love about Winter because I sorta like it all, so the list goes on and on. &amp;nbsp;(hey there's a song for that! &lt;i&gt;You'll wonder to yourself, oh where did it all go wrong? &amp;nbsp;But the list goes on and on.&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Have a great November ya'll!! &amp;nbsp;Make it even better by buying (hehe by buying, get it?) yourself a nice red cup from Starbucks (oh and don't forget to ask them to put something in it), listen to some Christmas music, go pet a husky (it's so fluffy!!!!), tell me how to go caroling, and put up some Christmas lights. &amp;nbsp;Maybe not in that exact order...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Have a great November!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;pics from:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://webdesignledger.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/winter_photography_17.jpg"&gt;http://webdesignledger.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/winter_photography_17.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mjmatt/4100947032/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/mjmatt/4100947032/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dakotanorth.deviantart.com/art/Candy-Cane-Lane-IV-107333517"&gt;http://dakotanorth.deviantart.com/art/Candy-Cane-Lane-IV-107333517&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Husky-mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Christmas lights-mine (well it's Sophia's house, but it's my picture:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-6541221228928598643?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6541221228928598643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/11/guess-whats-here.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/6541221228928598643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/6541221228928598643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/11/guess-whats-here.html' title='guess what&apos;s here?'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7ABc4qDuNo/TrA1PAd_jjI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Ijxn-EItx3s/s72-c/winter_photography_17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-8006164433575794743</id><published>2011-10-31T14:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T14:21:22.632-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>Happy halloween! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had an awesome halloween font that I could write this post in. &amp;nbsp;But alas, it's not happening. &amp;nbsp;Maybe the ghosts stole it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5w9TREX_ljY/Tq8CpGXqJLI/AAAAAAAAAZc/zoTh6PVjs-8/s1600/Ghosts_by_Vorpal13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5w9TREX_ljY/Tq8CpGXqJLI/AAAAAAAAAZc/zoTh6PVjs-8/s400/Ghosts_by_Vorpal13.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Speaking of which, I hate ghosts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I am soooo afraid of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More afraid than I am of heights, snakes, and spiders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiders are also part of halloween. &amp;nbsp;-shivers-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, halloween gives me the shivers, or chills. &amp;nbsp;Hmm, I never though which&amp;nbsp;one it was...there's something I need to look into...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I know a lot of Christians think Halloween is a terrible holiday and it's the devil's holiday, etc. &amp;nbsp;My mother is one of those people. &amp;nbsp;I like Halloween. &amp;nbsp;But only the fun parts. :) &amp;nbsp;Like the costumes, walking around your neighborhood getting free candy with your friends. &amp;nbsp;But I hate the creepy parts. &amp;nbsp;I don't like haunted houses, clowns (don't ask!), spiders, ghosts, witches (though I &lt;i&gt;did &lt;/i&gt;dress up as one before...), and all the other creepy stuff you can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I love about Halloween is you walk around for hours and burn a ton of calories. &amp;nbsp;So then when you eat candy later, it's like, free calories!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I love the exercise, free candy, and an excuse to dress up!! &amp;nbsp;And to listen to odd music. :) &amp;nbsp;(I stole it from Bethany)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://grooveshark.com/#/s/Not+Alone+album+Version+/3W260i?src=5"&gt;Not Alone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope ya'll have a fun Halloween!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Picture from:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://vorpal13.deviantart.com/art/Ghosts-22900122"&gt;http://vorpal13.deviantart.com/art/Ghosts-22900122&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-8006164433575794743?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8006164433575794743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/8006164433575794743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/8006164433575794743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5w9TREX_ljY/Tq8CpGXqJLI/AAAAAAAAAZc/zoTh6PVjs-8/s72-c/Ghosts_by_Vorpal13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-7115553668891337271</id><published>2011-10-29T00:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T14:18:13.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>According to Greta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Greta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;One word, one girl, one story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DLMVD490L60/TquZQrdUCEI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hdxjhDtJwv8/s1600/385030_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DLMVD490L60/TquZQrdUCEI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hdxjhDtJwv8/s400/385030_3.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Greta is an &lt;i&gt;extremely&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;independent&amp;nbsp;girl. &amp;nbsp;She does what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;she wants when she wants, goes where she wants, goes with who she wants, and the list goes on. &amp;nbsp;This life is easy for her. &amp;nbsp;She's&amp;nbsp;rebellious. &amp;nbsp;And suicidal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;That part really put everything into perspective for me. &amp;nbsp;I got it. &amp;nbsp;I knew her motives, her intentions. &amp;nbsp;I knew exactly what she meant. &amp;nbsp;Greta thought that if she was gone, people's lives would be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Greta is a great movie (hehe, get it?) but it has its drawbacks. &amp;nbsp;Before she dies, she wants to lose her virginity. &amp;nbsp;Her boyfriend won't sleep with her because he knows she's doing it just so she can cross it off her list of things she wants to do before she dies. &amp;nbsp;They also makeout, but I honestly don't care. &amp;nbsp;The girl cusses to the point of it seems like she does it just so people will accept her. &amp;nbsp;I don't really care about cussing. &amp;nbsp;Maybe that's my new problem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The movie is so impacting. &amp;nbsp;It puts the nitty gritty parts of life out there. &amp;nbsp;The parts movies don't seem to want to adress anymore. &amp;nbsp;It's not dramatic or overdone. &amp;nbsp;It's not sugar coated and girlied out. It might be considered a chick flick, but guys can be just as impacted. &amp;nbsp;If you've been&amp;nbsp;suicidal&amp;nbsp;or know someone who has, it's really hard to watch. &amp;nbsp;I'm glad my makeup was waterproof when I watched this. &amp;nbsp;If you really haven't&amp;nbsp;experienced&amp;nbsp;suicide much or at all, this is also really impacting. &amp;nbsp;It doesn't make&amp;nbsp;suicide&amp;nbsp;over dramatic or blown up. &amp;nbsp;It doesn't sugar coat it either and turn it into a fairy tale ending. &amp;nbsp;In the end, sure she does get some of her problems worked out, but there are ends still loose that just make you wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Greta inspired me in many ways. &amp;nbsp;First off, I'm back to journaling. &amp;nbsp;Second, I'm living my life because there's so much more that I haven't&amp;nbsp;experienced&amp;nbsp;that I will get to. &amp;nbsp;I still have some road left to travel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I literally just finished watching it. &amp;nbsp;Then I realized it's 12 at night and my mom is still downstairs playing &lt;i&gt;Things &lt;/i&gt;with the singles group. &amp;nbsp;Let's just say, they all know how to laugh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Anyways, back to Greta. &amp;nbsp;If you're okay with cussing (not super heavy, the s-word and the f-word once. &amp;nbsp;I don't care but some do...) and can take suicide (still a hard subject for me, but I made it with a box of tissues) then go watch this movie. &amp;nbsp;Now. &amp;nbsp;It's amazing and the message is so real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Let's just say, it's one of my favorite movies now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-7115553668891337271?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7115553668891337271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/10/according-to-greta.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/7115553668891337271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/7115553668891337271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/10/according-to-greta.html' title='According to Greta'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DLMVD490L60/TquZQrdUCEI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hdxjhDtJwv8/s72-c/385030_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-6883049884700877156</id><published>2011-10-27T08:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T08:30:16.077-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I will stand by you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D4zQdKUqLP4/Tqlq7rhFiZI/AAAAAAAAAZE/fk4kyenraHU/s1600/8903f442c32cc9258eb3c144f074caa4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D4zQdKUqLP4/Tqlq7rhFiZI/AAAAAAAAAZE/fk4kyenraHU/s320/8903f442c32cc9258eb3c144f074caa4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana;"&gt;It’s like a storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;That cuts a path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;It breaks your will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;It feels like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;You think you're lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;But you're not lost&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;On your own&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;You're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;I will stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;I will help you through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;When you’ve done all you can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;And you can’t cope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;I will dry your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;I will fight your fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;I will hold you tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;And I won't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;It hurts my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;To see you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;I know it’s dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;This part of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Oh, it finds us all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;But we’re too small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;To stop the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Oh, but when it rains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;I will stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;I will help you through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;When you’ve done all you can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;And you can’t cope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;I will dry your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;I will fight your fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;I will hold you tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;And I won't let you fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Don’t be afraid to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;I’m right here to catch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;I won't let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;It won't get you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;You're gonna make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Yeah, I know you can make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Cause I will stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;I will help you through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;When you’ve done all you can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;And you can’t cope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;And I will dry your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;I will fight your fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;I will hold you tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;And I won't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Oh I’m gonna hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;And I won't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Won't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;No, I won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;This song breaks my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;This song fixes every broken heart I've had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Like my dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My countless other problems that no one knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My friendships that are hanging by threads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The one person who I trusted forever who won't talk to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;An amazing friend who lied to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This song makes me get out of bed in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Telling me it's going to be okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Someone's there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;God's there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My best friend is there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm going to make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Maybe not without bruises, scratches, scars. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But I'll be free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Just you wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(pic: &lt;a href="http://goodfoot42.deviantart.com/art/Best-Friends-Sisters-Twins-166911166"&gt;http://goodfoot42.deviantart.com/art/Best-Friends-Sisters-Twins-166911166&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6164423897674625875-6883049884700877156?l=artistically-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6883049884700877156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-will-stand-by-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/6883049884700877156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6164423897674625875/posts/default/6883049884700877156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artistically-me.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-will-stand-by-you.html' title='I will stand by you'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05317785794550042112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bqZgUfcOQg/TqdmgpvxigI/AAAAAAAAATw/h0USttlG-R8/s220/IMG_8811_edited-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D4zQdKUqLP4/Tqlq7rhFiZI/AAAAAAAAAZE/fk4kyenraHU/s72-c/8903f442c32cc9258eb3c144f074caa4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6164423897674625875.post-6496549185821299085</id><published>2011-10-26T10:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T10:35:19.721-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Artistically Me</title><content type='html'>I have a confession to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm obsessed with blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it's not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;bad of an obsession, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I sat for almost an hour coming up and finding blog ideas. &amp;nbsp;That's how crazy I am for blogging. &amp;nbsp;Pretty fun though. &amp;nbsp;It was really hard trying to narrow them all down to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;idea. &amp;nbsp;Doesn't seem hard? &amp;nbsp;Well, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...I decide on one. &amp;nbsp;One that's really fun and it gives me an excuse to post pictures!!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;15 Things you didn't know about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm liking lists like this... :) &amp;nbsp;These are really random and slightly weird. &amp;nbsp;If it scares you, well that's just me. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;I'm a total tomboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told this to someone the other day and she was like 'no way?! &amp;nbsp;I would've never guessed.' &amp;nbsp;So that's something I don't hear everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ENSad0oxkwA/Tqgl-AoYm1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/ci08wWPtFk8/s1600/Freestone+pros+1013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ENSad0oxkwA/Tqgl-AoYm1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/ci08wWPtFk8/s400/Freestone+pros+1013.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2psHPE0eFaQ/Tqgl-mECyuI/AAAAAAAAAUk/JDhy0MQUUQQ/s1600/tomboy_270.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2psHPE0eFaQ/Tqgl-mECyuI/AAAAAAAAAUk/JDhy0MQUUQQ/s320/tomboy_270.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;I like wearing dresses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, after hearing 1, it's a little unexpected. &amp;nbsp;But I really do. &amp;nbsp;Just not during the winter when I freeze my legs off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, expect me to be wearing them with converse. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r-ai344ez_c/TqgmutLDJZI/AAAAAAAAAU0/N94L5LKJiVs/s1600/dress-with-converse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r-ai344ez_c/TqgmutLDJZI/AAAAAAAAAU0/N94L5LKJiVs/s400/dress-with-converse.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N9ZF-Sj4fnE/Tqgms0IVLhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/EbNSsP0bNL8/s1600/Picture-21_thumb.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="333" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N9ZF-Sj4fnE/Tqgms0IVLhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/EbNSsP0bNL8/s400/Picture-21_thumb.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;I hate writing with pencils&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't call me weird. &amp;nbsp;For some reason whatsoever, I&amp;nbsp;absolutely&amp;nbsp;despise writing my homework and taking notes with a pencil. &amp;nbsp;I am forced to do math with one, but I tend to avoid them at all costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GJaJWB2WnDM/TqgnqHUAW2I/AAAAAAAAAU8/c4GIka8U-ok/s1600/article-page-main_ehow_images_a06_uu_9c_remove-lead-pencil-unfinished-wood-800x800.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GJaJWB2WnDM/TqgnqHUAW2I/AAAAAAAAAU8/c4GIka8U-ok/s1600/article-page-main_ehow_images_a06_uu_9c_remove-lead-pencil-unfinished-wood-800x800.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fjMY8fpPc8Q/TqgnrlWN-4I/AAAAAAAAAVE/AlOoGPrLK2w/s1600/Pencils-large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fjMY8fpPc8Q/TqgnrlWN-4I/AAAAAAAAAVE/AlOoGPrLK2w/s320/Pencils-large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;4. &amp;nbsp;I have been on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, more or less. &amp;nbsp;My friends and I were playing minute to win it. &amp;nbsp;You had to roll yourself up in toilet paper and whoever had the most on them won. &amp;nbsp;Soooo, long story short, I was standing next to a candle and the toilet paper starting to unravel and then after that, we quit using toilet paper. &amp;nbsp;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Iy02TYJsMMk/TqgoiePVmmI/AAAAAAAAAVM/trrTSMefC2g/s1600/IMG_1169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Iy02TYJsMMk/TqgoiePVmmI/AAAAAAAAAVM/trrTSMefC2g/s400/IMG_1169.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;5. &amp;nbsp;I really don't like it when people gossip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that most people (hopefully all!) hate this too, but I hate it more than I hate wearing flowers and writing with pencils. &amp;nbsp;So it's a pretty big hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dQD_aQxrk8o/Tqgp76OcQFI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Hv1whV1HlEE/s1600/gossip.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U2y9KROJ2ks/TqgrqOk5HiI/AAAAAAAAAVs/fxciOz_lXcc/s1600/3314640589_a03c3bf242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U2y9KROJ2ks/TqgrqOk5HiI/AAAAAAAAAVs/fxciOz_lXcc/s400/3314640589_a03c3bf242.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CREq7B7xIHI/TqgrqnVluFI/AAAAAAAAAV0/1I02tZ5Y4ZI/s1600/ballet%252Cdance%252Cgirl%252Cart%252Cfreedom%252Cphotography-262acb43e04a3a7e1b59a3e2d4519667_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CREq7B7xIHI/TqgrqnVluFI/AAAAAAAAAV0/1I02tZ5Y4ZI/s400/ballet%252Cdance%252Cgirl%252Cart%252Cfreedom%252Cphotography-262acb43e04a3a7e1b59a3e2d4519667_h.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iq-g4_ziVsE/TqgrrWPsbRI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6A1LRj5bxjo/s1600/ballet%252Cdress%252Csea%252Cinspiration-dbda602a8a3fb11025fb3906003d21d0_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iq-g4_ziVsE/TqgrrWPsbRI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6A1LRj5bxjo/s400/ballet%252Cdress%252Csea%252Cinspiration-dbda602a8a3fb11025fb3906003d21d0_h.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DSkuAG4XcKs/Tqgrrr0sNcI/AAAAAAAAAWE/0mYVVS6OOIY/s1600/dance51.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DSkuAG4XcKs/Tqgrrr0sNcI/AAAAAAAAAWE/0mYVVS6OOIY/s400/dance51.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;7. &amp;nbsp;I'm afraid of falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't try because I dont want to fall down and get hurt. &amp;nbsp;I missed an audition because I didn't want to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yv1g9vDXNAo/Tqgs_R2y6tI/AAAAAAAAAWM/NwdADnoJDjQ/s1600/AllFallDown1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yv1g9vDXNAo/Tqgs_R2y6tI/AAAAAAAAAWM/NwdADnoJDjQ/s320/AllFallDown1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RmalMKkEHDg/Tqgs_yBlkhI/AAAAAAAAAWU/KwTmNNaTWHQ/s1600/prada-girl-fall-down1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RmalMKkEHDg/Tqgs_yBlkhI/AAAAAAAAAWU/KwTmNNaTWHQ/s320/prada-girl-fall-down1.jpg" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rd4TM8BK1r0/TqgtXRWwbyI/AAAAAAAAAWc/VRtllN-8wwc/s1600/Dream_about_falling_down_by_bucz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rd4TM8BK1r0/TqgtXRWwbyI/AAAAAAAAAWc/VRtllN-8wwc/s400/Dream_about_falling_down_by_bucz.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;8. &amp;nbsp;I write songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, I can't say I'm good, but I try! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wxJEZch40pg/TqguOxOcTqI/AAAAAAAAAWk/8wLerFDq0s4/s1600/song_writing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vr-OK0mma-8/TqgxOWSrXtI/AAAAAAAAAXU/yVpehei4Oiw/s1600/forgotten_fairytales_by_zemotion-dyrnfs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vr-OK0mma-8/TqgxOWSrXtI/AAAAAAAAAXU/yVpehei4Oiw/s400/forgotten_fairytales_by_zemotion-dyrnfs.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;11. &amp;nbsp;I've never eaten a York patty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, never had one. &amp;nbsp;Everyone keeps telling me to, but I've just never gotten around to eating one. &amp;nbsp;I've eaten a Klondike bar, do those count? &amp;nbsp;Wait, no!! &amp;nbsp;I haven't eaten one of those either!!!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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