<?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-14406965</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:57:07.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stalker's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>A whole section about what this blog is about.... Well obviously, if you are reading this, you probably know me..... mabye not! But thats not the point! You might find out something you did not know about me! Some of my entry's will be in french (for my own reasons) so don't worry if you can't read them. If you pay attention to my site enough, you will not be left out of anything. Please read all the way to the bottom. please email me if you have questions at Jessie_Broughton74656@yahoo.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-115981738457131230</id><published>2006-10-02T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T12:29:44.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[img]http://img103.imageshack.us/img103/7761/tek061002bc2743ay2.png[/img]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-115981738457131230?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115981738457131230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=115981738457131230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/115981738457131230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/115981738457131230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2006/10/imghttpimg103.html' title=''/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-114141703156311044</id><published>2006-03-03T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T12:17:11.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Ponder*</title><content type='html'>What to write? What to write? *Wanders around room* *Ponder, Ponder* I'm so totally sick of school.... There's the bell, I'll write more later!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-114141703156311044?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114141703156311044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=114141703156311044&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/114141703156311044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/114141703156311044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2006/03/ponder.html' title='*Ponder*'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-113821831808255064</id><published>2006-01-25T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T11:45:37.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Ya go</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8c84538)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/MI/MID/midnightangel702/1138063075_rtzroses78.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Love to you is somthing rare and and pure,&lt;br /&gt;even somthing as simple as a kiss on the&lt;br /&gt;cheek, is somthing special to you. Thats very&lt;br /&gt;admirable. You proubly tend to be a bit on&lt;br /&gt;the old fasion side of relationships, and&lt;br /&gt;proubly have had atleast one long term&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend. Somtimes you tend to be a bit&lt;br /&gt;innconnet and that may turn some guys off,&lt;br /&gt;but theres someone speical out their who&lt;br /&gt;loves you just the way you are. Your&lt;br /&gt;destioned for one of those movie romances,&lt;br /&gt;complicated at first and somtimes in the&lt;br /&gt;relationship itself, but in the end you&lt;br /&gt;always steal your mans heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="http://quizilla.com/users/midnightangel702/quizzes/What%20type%20of%20%20love%20will%20you%20someday%20have?/"&gt;What type of love will you someday have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-113821831808255064?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113821831808255064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=113821831808255064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113821831808255064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113821831808255064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/here-ya-go.html' title='Here Ya go'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-113821761672365129</id><published>2006-01-25T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T11:33:36.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Well today was the first day of finals, and nothing much happened... I feel that i aced both. Ryan was in a really depressed mood yesterday, and i made him feel better. That felt nice, that i have that efect on him. He was sad because he knows that eric is not going to do anything for him on Valentines day, and he feels kinda sad about that. So i'm taking him on his first "Real" date. We are going to dinner at olive garden, followed by a limo ride to the movie theatre, where we will see Final Destination 3..... Scary!!!! LOL.... Then i will give him his present, and mabye a goodnight kis..... Mabye!!! I hope to! That would be nice!!!! He needs a proper date, and he deserves it! If he's not gonna get it from eric, he will get it from me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah... I love you Ryan!!! Enough to do this for you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-113821761672365129?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113821761672365129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=113821761672365129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113821761672365129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113821761672365129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-113812424225385867</id><published>2006-01-24T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T09:40:03.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Okay... SO last night, i was talking to ryan (Suprise Suprise) and he told me that he talked to eric about his issues, and how he wants him to change... And like one of the issues is the take take take issue, and ryan asked eric to give a little in the relationship, and eric said that he didn't have the time or money to buy or even make ryan something!!! That is absoluetly ridicilous (Spelling)....... Ryan deserves a little something... Well.... A BIG something........ He deserves true love!!!! This is his exact text to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"If things continue to not work out then i wouldn't be able to be with him. I would want 2 b with someone who i described 2 you... And we came up w/the answer: You"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Then i said that i think that him and i could be together for a long time..... and his response was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"I think w/our personalities bein similar and our views the same, that yeah, we could if we end up going out. I want 2 wait and c what happens 4 a lil while tho"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;SO..... I'm waiting... Because i love ryan, and i want to be with him, and i know the only way i can do that is to wait..... So i'm waiting.... I love you Ryan!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Here are some of my favorite quotes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;1) "The greatest thing you'll ever learn, is just to love, and be loved in return" Moulin Rouge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;2) " No Man/Woman is worth your tears, but the one who is won't make you cry!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;3) "The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right next to them, knowing you can't have them!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;4) "Don't waste your time on a Man/Woman who isn't willing to waste their time on you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;5) "I love you not because of who you are, But also because of who i am when i am with you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;6) "Never frown, even when your sad, Because you never know who is falling in love with your smile!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;7) "To the world you may be one person. But to one person you may be the world!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So yeah... I am crazy in love with this boy and will do anything for him!!!! I don't care about money, or cars, or sex... I just want to be able to hold him in my arms and fall asleep next to him, or have him there when i need him (Hes always there on the phone) and i just want to be loved, and love in return...... So yeah... I know i probably sound stupid... But i don't care anymore!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I LOVE RYAN LEGGETT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-113812424225385867?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113812424225385867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=113812424225385867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113812424225385867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113812424225385867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/last-night.html' title='Last Night'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-113803782621376317</id><published>2006-01-23T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T09:37:06.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Situation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;O.M.F.G..... I have totally fallen in love..... And there's noting I can do about. Eric and Ryan are in a one sided relationship..... Ryan spend all his money on Eric, Ryan does romantic stuff for Eric, Eric makes all the decisions in the relationship, and totally dominates Ryan..... Plus all their relationship is about is sex... Ryan deserves so much better than that.... All his friends think he needs to get out of the relationship!!! ALL his friends... Even someone who met him 2 days ago says there relationship is not healthy!!!! Ryan gives, gives, gives, and Eric takes, takes, takes.... And NEVER gives back.... Last night I asked Ryan to describe what he wanted in a relationship.... And this is what his list included......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;1) Someone who will give back in the relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;2) Someone who can make me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;3) Someone who lights me up when I see them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; someone who is not completely dominant in the relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;5) someone I can trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;6) someone who is adaptable in a relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;7) Someone who prefers a quiet night at home rather than the club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;8) Someone who he has stuff in common with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;9) Someone who he has fun with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Then I asked him to summarize that in one or two words.... And his words were...... Perfect, and JESSIE!!!!!! He told me that it felt like him and I were dating on Saturday night at the Y.M.C.A..... Like it was supposed to be that way!!!!! Then I asked him to be with me, and he said not while he was with Eric...... But I don't think it fair of me to ask him to leave Eric to be with me...... He told me that I am his reflection in a lake.... Almost exactly the same, with a few small differences..... He gave me the example of........ He is at the top of the mountain, Eric is at base camp, and him and I are linked arms.... That's how much him and I are perfect for each other... We both know it!!!!!!!! I want to be with the boy I love... Not to mention the phone sex last night.... LOL..... He tried to start it, but I wouldn't let him finish........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-113803782621376317?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113803782621376317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=113803782621376317&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113803782621376317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113803782621376317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/situation.html' title='Situation'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-113777884130400405</id><published>2006-01-20T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T09:47:03.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This song belongs to you..... You know who you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who I Am Hates Who I've Been"&lt;br /&gt;I watched the proverbial sunrise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;coming up over the Pacific and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you might think I'm losing my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but I will shy away from the specifics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'cause I don't want you to know where I am'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cause then you'll see my heart in the saddest state it's ever been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is no place to try and live my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Pre-Chorus]Stop right there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's exactly where I lost it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;See that line. Well I never should have crossed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stop right there. Well I never should have said that it's the very moment thatI wish that I could take back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Chorus]I'm sorry for the person I became.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm sorry that it took so long for me to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm ready to try and never become that way again'cause who I am hates who I've been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who I am hates who I've been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I talk to absolutely no one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Couldn't keep to myself enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And the things bottled inside have finally begun to create so much pressure that I’ll soon blow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I heard the reverberating footsteps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sinking up to the beating of my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and I was positive that unless I got myself together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I would watch me fall apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I can’t let that happen again‘cause then you’ll see my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in the saddest state it’s ever been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is no place to try and live my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Pre-Chorus x2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who I am hates who I've been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and who I am won’t take the second chance you gave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who I am hates who I’ve been‘cause who I’ve been only ever made me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So sorry for the person I became.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So sorry that it took so long for me to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I’m ready to try and never become that way again‘cause who I am hates who I’ve been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who I am hates who I’ve been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This One Too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your boy tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hope, he is a gentleman..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And maybe he won't find out what I know:You were the last good thing about this part of town..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When I wake up..I'm willing to take my chances on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The hope I forget that you hate him more than you notice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wrote this for you (for you, So)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You Need Him .. I could Be Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I could be an accident but I'm still tryin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And thats more than I can say for him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Where Is your boy tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hope, He is a gentleman..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And maybe he wont find out what I know:You were the last good thing about this part of town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Someday I'll appreciate in value&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Get off my ass and call you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In the mean time I'll sport my brand new fashion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of waking up with pants off at four in the afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You need him .. I could be him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I could be an accident but I'm still tryin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And thats more than I can say for him(ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Where is your boy tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hope he is a gentlemanmaybe he wont find out what I know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You were the last good thing about this part of town(Won't find out ... He wont find out ... Won't find out ... He Wont find out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Where is your boy tonight?I hope he is a gentleman..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe he wont find out what I know:You were the last good thing about this part of town..(X 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-113777884130400405?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113777884130400405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=113777884130400405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113777884130400405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113777884130400405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/songs.html' title='Songs'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-113777738495171607</id><published>2006-01-20T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T09:16:24.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyperness!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;O.M.F.G... I am like totally uber hyper!!! And i don't know why! I went downtown this mornign to hang out with some people before school. I have offically decided that i want to stay single in order to wait for someone! I have told people inthe past that i would wait for them.... And i never did! But now i really want to prove to ryan how much i like him! and i told him i was waiting, so i'm waiting! But if anything really raelly really really really good for me comes along (Like better than ryan) I'll think about taking it! I just want him to know howe much i like him! it is alot! its wierd though.... Ihave never felt such strong feelings for someone after such a short amount of time! But i know that he loves eric, and wantys to be with eric, so i will wait! At least i have a little hope! And in the mean time, I will continue to be the best friend that i can to him, and not let my personal feelings get in the way of this perfect friendship!!!!! SO yeah!!!!!!! did i mention i'm hyper?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-113777738495171607?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113777738495171607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=113777738495171607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113777738495171607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113777738495171607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/hyperness.html' title='Hyperness!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-113769488445666672</id><published>2006-01-19T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T10:21:24.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DRAMA!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No no Drama, You don't want no Drama!!!! That line seems so perfect for right now. I hung out with TJ last night, and things were good. There was talk of getting back together, KINDA.... Not really, but he said that if we were to get back together, he did not want to consider us "Dating". And then he read my blog, and found out that i like ryan, and he flippeed out!!! He said how could i like someone else, when i was "TALKING" about getting back together, but that night  i had realized i no longer loved him in the way i used to. I love him like he is my ex, and my first true love, but i don't love him in a relationship way anymore. Then he accused me of lying to him about liking ryan, and i told him that i like ryan, but can't be with him right now. And so he told me that i needed to choose to be with him now, or choose to be with ryan later. And can you guess what i did??? Well.... I told him that i really, really, really, like ryan and want to be with him, and not really anybody else right now.... So yeah.... I Basically rejected him... Then he called me crying and saying that he would do anything for me!!! Thats how i feel about Ryan!!! Well almost... Not quite to anything yet.... But getting there... I already played fetch for him (He thought it was cute).... SO yeah.... DRAMA!!!! Comments Please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-113769488445666672?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113769488445666672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=113769488445666672&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113769488445666672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113769488445666672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/drama.html' title='DRAMA!!!!'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-113760631181138542</id><published>2006-01-18T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T06:40:44.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Common</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~~~~~~Here are the things i have in common with "Him"~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Fallout Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) More Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) T.V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Visual Learners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Architercture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Interior Design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Love the Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Water and Outdoors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Honesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) And Sense of humor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-113760631181138542?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113760631181138542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=113760631181138542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113760631181138542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113760631181138542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/common.html' title='Common'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-113760528205941553</id><published>2006-01-18T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T09:28:02.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;O.M.F.G.... Right now i'm loving, and hating life all at one time! I know this guy (Mentioned in previous Post) Who's perfect for me, yet in a relationship. It kinda sucks. I really Really Really Really like him. And mabye even love him. I have only ever truly loved two other people in my entire life. TJ and Eric. And i can tell, that s how i'm starting to feel for ryan. I would do just about anything for this boy. And i don't think he knows just how much i feel for him. He probably will once he reads this! But i know that i can't have him right now, so i must sit back and watch him give his love to someone else. He told me that he loves all of his friends,  but i am one of the few he loves more. He told me that he was still crushing over me, and now he knew how eric felt when eric tossed ryan aside to be with matt... We don't like him. I guess all im trying to say is... There is a song by Frank Sinatra JR.  that is called "The one i love, Belongs to someone else" I made a list of everything that ryan and i have in common, and i got 23 things off the top of my head. 5 More when i was talking to him, and thought of 4 more while i slept, and wrote them down first thing this morning! I guess there is some hope for me in the future, if things between him and eric don't work out.... Because he told me that if things between don't work in the fututre, I would be the first one he dated!!! I guess that is at least some hope, and right now i'm glad to have his friendship..... Please Leave Comments!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-113760528205941553?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113760528205941553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=113760528205941553&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113760528205941553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113760528205941553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/confusion.html' title='Confusion!!!'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-113752045999843617</id><published>2006-01-17T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T09:18:00.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;O.M.F.G..... Life is so confusing. Life threw this perfect guy at me, and then sat back and laughed in my face while i drolled over him.... Too bad he has a BOYFRIEND!!!!! Life totally sucks!!! Here is the best picture of him that i could find! I lIke started to fall in love with him, and then he took back his ex!!! It made me so sad, but he told me not to long ago that he was still crushing over me, and that if things between him and his lover (Eric) Don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; work out, he will not date anyone else.... EXCEPT ME!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-113752045999843617?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113752045999843617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=113752045999843617&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113752045999843617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113752045999843617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/ryan.html' title='Ryan'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-113717447162114823</id><published>2006-01-13T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T09:47:51.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sorry it has been so long since i last updated... I've been really busy! School is taking alot out of me, and trying to find "That Special Someone" Is Really hard to do...  I am giving a Shout-Out to my bestest lover/wife, Mallory!!!! I Love you MALLORY!! I hope you feel special that you are in my blog! Anyways... I have to choose between 6 people if i want to date someone!!! I need some advice!!! Help Me!!! Leave me comments!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-113717447162114823?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113717447162114823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=113717447162114823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113717447162114823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113717447162114823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-long.html' title='So Long'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-113458158695734531</id><published>2005-12-14T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T09:55:42.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secondary Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This is my secondary blog for jokes/ Quotes/ Quizes and things of that nature! It will be like that from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://stalker74656blog.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;http://stalker74656blog.blogspot.com/&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/14406965-113458158695734531?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113458158695734531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=113458158695734531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113458158695734531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113458158695734531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2005/12/secondary-blog.html' title='Secondary Blog'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-113346128941097324</id><published>2005-12-01T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:21:29.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Aids Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Today (December 1st) is World Aids Day. Today is a day that we mourn and remember all those who have died, or live with HIV/AIDS. There will be a vigil tonight, starting at five at the church next to the MICAH building Downtown. ALL are WELCOME!!!!! There will be dinner, followed ny Documentry (AIDS in Africa) and that will be followed by a Chior. There will then be Candlelight walk to the Capitol building where there will be the Candlelight Memoral. I hop to see you there!!!!!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-113346128941097324?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113346128941097324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=113346128941097324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113346128941097324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113346128941097324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2005/12/world-aids-day.html' title='World Aids Day'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-113328824104253684</id><published>2005-11-29T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:07:37.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Domain Names</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It’s not always easy choosing the right domain name... but you can't domuch worse than these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly there is "Who Represents?" - A database for agencies to the rich and famous: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whorepresents.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;http://www.whorepresents.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second is the Experts Exchange, a knowledge base where programmers canexchange advice and views:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.expertsexchange.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;http://www.expertsexchange.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a pen? Look no further than Pen Island:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.penisland.net"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;http://www.penisland.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need a therapist? Try:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.therapistfinder.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;http://www.therapistfinder.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we have the Mole Station Native Nursery, based in New South Wales:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.molestationnursery.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;http://www.molestationnursery.com&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/14406965-113328824104253684?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113328824104253684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=113328824104253684&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113328824104253684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113328824104253684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/domain-names.html' title='Domain Names'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-113328761549783986</id><published>2005-11-29T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:09:12.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mulitply</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I will be adding a link to this message, that will takr you to my Gallery on Multiply!!!!!! 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New Questions Daily!&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/14406965-113276731608509389?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113276731608509389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=113276731608509389&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113276731608509389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113276731608509389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/tournament.html' title='~Tournament~'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-113216607612974440</id><published>2005-11-16T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:09:36.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pass the Potato</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.passthepotato.com/potato-1.php?potatoid=051116113803-260465"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;http://www.passthepotato.com/potato-1.php?potatoid=051116113803-260465&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please click on this link to pass the Potato!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-113216607612974440?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113216607612974440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=113216607612974440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113216607612974440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113216607612974440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/pass-potato.html' title='Pass the Potato'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-113139937260626934</id><published>2005-11-07T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:10:09.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Kick Ass Paper~~~ Please Comment!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gay. Straight. Alliance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;North Salem High School is one of the many schools in the greater Salem are that has a G.S.A (Gay Straight Alliance) Club or program. North’s G.S.A was started four years ago by a North senior named Brian Cook. The G.S.A has had many activities and locations since its start in 2002.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The G.S.A is a club for all Gay, Lesbian, Bi-Sexual, Trans-gendered and questionable teens, as well as their allies. It is a club that was started to promote tolerance and create acceptance. Our focus is to stop gay bashing and promote tolerance in our school. We try to inform students of facts and statistics on suicide by gay and lesbian teenagers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Last year was my first year as president of this club. I took over for Josh Rilzeff when he moved to Arizona. I have been coming to the G.S.A since I was an eighth grader over at Parrish Middle School. I was interested in the club and loved what they did. I must admit, I thought being president would be easy. Boy Oh Boy, never have I been so wrong. When you get someone who can’t talk in front of a crowd, as the president of a club, you don’t get good results. We started off good, until I had to make major decisions. By the end of the year, we had two members, including me. I felt like a major failure to my club and former presidents, and our facility advisor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Last year the club did many activities such as, Poster signing, Passing out candy canes at Christmas time, Alerting the school of famous homosexual people, and continually putting up posters, only to have them ripped down by the next day. It does not feel good to find an hour worth of work in the trash can the next day. I tried my hardest to promote my club and bring success. I knew I owed it to my predecessors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This year things are different. I got over my fear of crowds (for the most part) and I brainstormed ideas ALL summer. I wrote notes, and ideas, and participated in many events that had to do with G.S.A. I participated in city-wide events for G.S.A presidents. I went to BRO (Basic Rights Oregon) Meetings, and went to many rallies and events. I brainstormed ideas and came up with plans for this coming year. I asked ideas from students who go to my weekly youth group. I asked them what they thought I should do to improve our club. I took those ideas, and now I am putting them into practice. I feel I am more prepared than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I am hopeful that this year will be a better year for this fantastic club. I hope that the G.S.A will be around for as long as this school is still standing. I plan on supporting the G.S.A for as long as I attend north and probably even after I graduate. I wish I could get in contract with past presidents, to ask them if they struggled the way I did. But I can not do that. I am alone on this. I took on this responsibility; I need to deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;In conclusion, the G.S.A started off rough, but through three presidents, and four locations, it is still going strong. And every year we learn new things and better ourselves. When we better ourselves, we better the club. It feels good to know that I brought tolerance and acceptance to our school. I hope this feeling keeps coming, and stays for a very long time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thanks for talking the time to read this!&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/14406965-113139937260626934?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113139937260626934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=113139937260626934&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113139937260626934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113139937260626934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-kick-ass-paper-please-comment.html' title='My Kick Ass Paper~~~ Please Comment!'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-113114150607317337</id><published>2005-11-04T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:10:23.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Finally~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well , they blocked blogger at school for a while (For some reason)(probably the same reason live journal is blocked)(I also have no clue as to why that is blocked)..... Anyways, I am sitting in grammar class right now. This is my favorite class of the day ( Other than Pottery) (I like using parenthesizes today)... LOL... So I finally got my IPod, It has not left my persons yet! School sucks as always. I wrote this really kick ass paper for grammar. I am going to post it right after this. I am going to go to the last football game against McNary tonight...... Oh yeah!!! I got my cell back a week ago today!!!!! LOL. TTYL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-113114150607317337?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113114150607317337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=113114150607317337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113114150607317337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/113114150607317337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/finally.html' title='~Finally~'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-112866018004772156</id><published>2005-10-06T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:10:37.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Today..... hmmmm.... what to write about today? Well, today i picked amara up at her house at 6:30 am. She was not to happy about that. After that i went through all my BORING classes, went home, did my chores, and packed a weeks worth of stuff. I am satying out at JoElle and Susan's for a week while susan is in Boston, On busisness..... I am Babysitting the twins right now. I put them to bed about a half hour ago and have not had many problems. Well that was my day... Love you all..... PLEASE, PLEASE Leave comments.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-112866018004772156?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112866018004772156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=112866018004772156&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/112866018004772156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/112866018004772156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-112854551684795657</id><published>2005-10-05T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:11:01.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~~My Hump~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What you gon’ do with all that junk?All that junk inside your trunk?I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,Get you love drunk off my hump.My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I drive these brothers crazy,I do it on the daily,They treat me really nicely,They buy me all these ice-ys.Dolce &amp;amp; Gabbana,Fendi and then DonnaKaran, they be sharin’All their money got me wearin’Fly gearrr but I ain’t askin,They say they love my ass ‘n,Seven Jeans, True Religion's,I say no, but they keep givin’So I keep on takin’And no I ain’t takenWe can keep on datin’I keep on demonstrating.My love, my love, my love, my loveYou love my lady lumps,My hump, my hump, my hump,My humps they got u,She’s got me spending.(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.She’s got me spendin’.(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What you gon’ do with all that junk?All that junk inside that trunk?I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,Get you love drunk off my hump.What u gon’ do with all that ass?All that ass inside them jeans?I’m a make, make, make, make you screamMake u scream, make you scream.Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I met a girl down at the disco.She said hey, hey, hey yea let’s go.I could be your baby, you can be my honeyLets spend time not money.I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,Milky, milky cocoa,Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;They say I’m really sexy,The boys they wanna sex me.They always standing next to me,Always dancing next to me,Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump.Lookin’ at my lump, lump.U can look but you can’t touch it,If u touch it I’ma start some drama,You don’t want no drama,No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama. So don’t pull on my hand boy,You ain’t my man, boy,I’m just tryn’a dance boy,And move my hump.My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.My lovely lady lumps [x3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;In the back and in the front.My lovin’ got u,She’s got me spendin’.(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.She’s got me spendin’.(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What you gon’ do with all that junk?All that junk inside that trunk?I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,Get you love drunk off my hump.What you gon’ do with all that ass?All that ass inside them jeans?I’ma make, make, make, make you screamMake you scream, make you scream.What you gon do with all that junk?All that junk inside that trunk?I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,Get you love drunk off this hump.What you gon’ do wit all that breast?All that breast inside that shirt?I’ma make, make, make, make you work Make you work, work, make you work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;She’s got me spendin’.Spendin all your money on me and spendin’ time on meShe’s got me spendin’.Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[Will.i.am]So Real [x17]&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/14406965-112854551684795657?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112854551684795657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=112854551684795657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/112854551684795657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/112854551684795657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-hump.html' title='~~~My Hump~~~'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-112785567807146654</id><published>2005-09-27T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:11:16.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does This Make Sense To Anyone (Joseph or Travis)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hmmmmmm..... Comme le titre dit..... Juste un autre jour, juste un autre blog...... Rien spécial pour écrire environ, juste n'a voulu vous a fait tout savoir que je suis encore vivant et bon. LOL ! j'aimerais avoir de vos nouvelles dedans au moyen de commentaires..... LAISSEZ-AINSI LES.... Ou je vous tuerai avec la cuillère ! Ou, j'enverrai juste mes subordonnés de pingouin pour effectuer le travail pour moi ! Hahahahahaha de Muah ! LOL.... Veuillez ainsi les commentaires de congé (vous savez les consiquences si vous pas ). XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jessie S. Broughton&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/14406965-112785567807146654?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112785567807146654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=112785567807146654&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/112785567807146654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/112785567807146654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/does-this-make-sense-to-anyone-joseph.html' title='Does This Make Sense To Anyone (Joseph or Travis)'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-112785520312312077</id><published>2005-09-27T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T14:06:43.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Good Website*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.purple.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="pointlessly purple" src="http://www.purple.com/affinity/pointlessly_purple.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-112785520312312077?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112785520312312077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=112785520312312077&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/112785520312312077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/112785520312312077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/good-website.html' title='*Good Website*'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-112783449414332515</id><published>2005-09-27T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:12:17.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These are a Few of My Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Favorites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Color(s): Purple, Black, And Blue&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Animal:Penguin&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Food: Taco's, Italian, Yakisoba&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Hair Style: Mohawk, Spykey&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Outfit: Blue Jean's With Nice Shirt, Dress Shoes&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Cologne: Nautica, Avatar&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Music: Aerosmith, Abba, A*Teens, AC\DC, Alecia Keys, Amanda Perez, Akon, A.T.C, Britney Spears, Beach Boys, Beatles, Beyonce, Ciara, Christina Aguliera, Cindy Lauper, Destiny's Child,D12, Devo, D.J Alligator, Darude, Donna Summer, D.J Amanda, D.J Irene, Emenim, Evanessence, Fleetwood Mac, Gillette, Gwen Stefani, Justin Timberlake, Jhon Mayer, Jackson 5, Jessica Simpson, Kelis, Lil' Kim, Macy Gray, Madona, Mariah Carey, Mario, Michael Jackson, Missy Elliot, No Doubt, Nine Inch Nails, Niki French, Nelly,Ozzy, Pussy Cat Dolls, Paula Abdul, Pat Benatar, Queen, Ryan Crabera, Rihanna, Styx, Stevie Nicks, Spice Girls, T.L.C Tina Turner, Tim McGraw, Usher, Vengaboys, Vanessa Carlton, White Snake&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Movies: Moulin Rouge, Titanic, Legally Blonde, Just Like Heaven,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cat Woman,Chicago, Wizard of Oz, Monty Python and the Holy Grail,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Young Frankenstein,The life of Brian, Boy's Don't Cry, Get Real, Rent, Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Books: Harry Potter Series, LOTR Series, PenDragon Series,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Circle of Three Series, Cronhicles of Narnia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thing I Can't Live Without: Cell Phone, Computer, Music, Books, T.V, Food, Friends, LOVE, Magick! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&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/14406965-112783449414332515?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112783449414332515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=112783449414332515&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/112783449414332515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/112783449414332515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='These are a Few of My Favorite Things'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-112750834457233466</id><published>2005-09-23T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:12:55.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day, Just another blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hmmmmmm..... Like the title said..... Just another day, Just another blog...... Nothing special to write about, just wanted to let you all know that i am still alive and well. LOL! i would love to hear from you in by means of comments..... SO LEAVE THEM.... Or i'll kill you with spoon's! Or, i will just send my penguin minions to do the work for me! Muah hahahahahaha! LOL.... So please leave comments (you know the consiquences if you don't). XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jessie S. Broughton&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/14406965-112750834457233466?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112750834457233466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=112750834457233466&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/112750834457233466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/112750834457233466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-another-day-just-another-blog.html' title='Just another day, Just another blog.'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-112739944339647708</id><published>2005-09-22T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:13:26.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyous Times!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hmmmmm.... Where to start. Since Monnday of last week, My life has been great. I have never been happier in my whole life! Yay for Happiness! Altought i admit i have been spending ALL my extra time with Jospeh, and probaly neglecting my friends. Sorry to all my friends who i have been neglecting. On friday night, Travis, Lady Lisa, Lady Sharon, and myself, will be going to the beach to play on the beach in the middle of the night, i don't have to be home till four in the morning. YAY! My paycheck from the state still has not arrived, and it is making me mad! I WANT MY MONEY!!!!!!!! Lol..... I'm a money whore! School is okay...... Pottery is kinda fun, hospitality is a bore, P.E sucks, and grammar is screw off class....... I can like text and everything..... it is soooooo cool! I don't have my cell phone for a while, we have like a 351.00 dollar phone bill just floating out there in cyberspace. So other than that, life is okay.... I miss texting and calling all my friends...... Jen is being very bad and not listening to the libarian, and is using email when she was told not to. LOL! i am doing it too.... so oh well..... lets see.... what else can i write? Maybe is here, sitting next to me! YAY for lesbians!!!!!!!! lollolololololololol!!!!! I love lesbians!!!!!!!! Holli is giving me a strange look. Oh! My spell from the other night worked like a charm, considering it WAS a charm, in a wierd way! but i have offically made up my mind about my internal conflict! well.... thanks for reading..... Love you lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jessie S, Broughton&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/14406965-112739944339647708?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112739944339647708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=112739944339647708&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/112739944339647708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/112739944339647708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/joyous-times.html' title='Joyous Times!'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-112702105782538370</id><published>2005-09-17T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:13:40.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Moon Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tonight is the Full Moon, and I am on my way to do my meditation, circle casting, and ritual for the eve of Full Moon! My ritual tonight will include a spell I found, tweeked, and made my own, called 'Follow Your Heart". It is supposed to reveal the true wishes of the recipients heart. I am hoping it will help me make some major decisions in my current situation. If you would like to know more details of the situation, Please ask! I would be happy to tell. Anyways... Tonight, I spent the evening with my friend Joe (Among Others) we had a girls night out on the town. We went to Izzy's, And then to dragonfly for Coffee. It was a rather Enjoyable evening. I hope to have another one soon. Right now I am listening to Smurfette, and Joe tell stories of car accidents. And some other noise in the background. Dennis computer Got fried tonight, and his grandparents are taking away his phone on Monday, so I will only be able to talk to him, like once a week. Well Joe, I promised I would blog, and so I did..... Merry Full moon to all, and to all a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Merry Meet, Merry Part, And Merry Meet Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;May the Elements of Earth, Air, Fire, Water, And Spirit, find their way into your daily lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;May you accept my blessing to you from the God/Goddess this evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Blessed Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Love Always, Stalker&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/14406965-112702105782538370?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112702105782538370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=112702105782538370&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/112702105782538370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/112702105782538370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/full-moon-blog.html' title='Full Moon Blog!'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14406965.post-112422497429304731</id><published>2005-08-16T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:13:52.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;~ This is the first blog of my vacation. I'm in San Diego,CA for a friends wedding. I am here until monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a 14.5 hour drive in a 2000 Plymouth Neon~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the way from Salem, Oregon. We left Salem at about 12:45 Am on sunday, and got here at about 4:30 Pm on Sunday. There was four of us in the car. 2 Adults, and two kids. ( This is a very small car inside. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are staying at my mom's best friend's ( Dawn ) Dad's house. We are actually in Lemon Grove, CA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, we hung out here, Drank beer, and ordered a giant pizza from "Da Boyz" Pizza. It was HUGE, I mean HUGE, 32 Square slices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, We went to Dawn's aunt Becky's. We got there about noon, and left at about 9:00 Pm. She has two daughters, Destiny ( 8 ) and Sarah ( 13 ). I set sarah up with a MySpace account. And she set me up with a xanga. We went to lunch and had the best hamburgers EVER. Then we went back to her house and watched "little Nicky" and had chinese for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, ( Tuesday ) we are hanging out at Dawn's dad's house doing nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14406965-112422497429304731?l=stalkersblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112422497429304731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14406965&amp;postID=112422497429304731&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/112422497429304731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14406965/posts/default/112422497429304731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stalkersblog.blogspot.com/2005/08/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>Stalker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04188130428978295940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
