<?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-3998657</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:28:46.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>getta clue foo.</title><subtitle type='html'>this &lt;i&gt;cant&lt;/i&gt; be real - i &lt;i&gt;dont know&lt;/i&gt; what to feel.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</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>179</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-95020899</id><published>2003-05-28T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-28T20:57:03.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aodhoasi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-95020899?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/95020899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/95020899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#95020899' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-92406399</id><published>2003-04-10T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T20:03:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>xchange to my &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/jenn_d0e"&gt;xanga&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-92406399?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/92406399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/92406399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92406399' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-92206569</id><published>2003-04-08T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-08T00:05:18.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;kINk0S&lt;/b&gt; my new disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeww. kaplan, kINk0s.. daaaaym a day of tha c-seventeen block. HOLLA!  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;germs jolly germs&lt;/i&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;"shit i better... " lol i forgot tha quote kunal!&lt;br /&gt;hueeeeeey. haah greasy hands. punkkhead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-92206569?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/92206569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/92206569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92206569' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-92055201</id><published>2003-04-05T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T17:31:31.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dfjsodifhsdioh :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-92055201?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/92055201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/92055201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#92055201' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-92032539</id><published>2003-04-05T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T00:55:20.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>* &lt;b&gt;chumpy &lt;/b&gt;goin across dis herre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- hmm this morning i did'nt see much of &lt;b&gt;jenn jenn&lt;/b&gt;.. just the fact that i walked her to first period. after that. i di'dnt see her the rest of the day cause she went on some fieldtrip so0o to meeh.. the whole dae i was &lt;b&gt;AHHHHin &lt;/b&gt;with out &lt;b&gt;jenns&lt;/b&gt;. lol but then i saw her after 5th period cause i went to go walk her to 6th.. but yeah after skewl.. we went to my house.. HINT HINT. =X lol naw i'm kidding.. did'nt do NOTHIN' really just boxed n then fell sleep..sto0opid fat.. u hella start swingin when i hardly touch u n shiet.. hmm went to kims, made ez mac. but &lt;b&gt;babee &lt;/b&gt;ate it all. lil punk. then meeh n &lt;b&gt;jenns &lt;/b&gt;left to Gmall. where i hear margaret yelling my name from out of nowhere.!! but yeah we saw. jhaysun.. some dood i forgot his name but he's to kewl for skewl.. saw trish.. andrew my ASS-friend.. saw ALEX [.happy berfdae.] the twin white gurls i did'nt know.. uhm.. who else.. i dunno the other ones.. but yeah went in the movies with them.. did'nt watch much because i fell sleep in &lt;b&gt;babee's &lt;/b&gt;arms.. movie was over so0o we went to walk around the mall.. sat on a bench n' talked shiet to each other for a while.. then went back to movies to chill i guess.. found us us so0o asked her for a ride n then uhmm.. i dunno i'm home n shiet.. so0o yeah. i'm done. i think.? yeah i am.. lol but grrrrrrr &lt;b&gt;BABEE I MISS U&lt;/b&gt;.!!! i think we need to go sleep on the couch.. o0o rraarr.. just meeh u the couch n' ur red blankie.. yeah yhea? oo0o it will ALL werk. BELIEVE MEEH.. =o) okay mwahumpz. i'm done here frillz now.  &lt;b&gt;::propz:: love u dawg.. muah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-92032539?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/92032539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/92032539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#92032539' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-91892704</id><published>2003-04-02T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T16:02:59.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>longg time no blogg. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet um.. hmm.. today was a &lt;b&gt;productive&lt;/b&gt; day. its juss now i gotta watch my time.. bleh!! juss &lt;i&gt;two words&lt;/i&gt; a whole lotta meaningg.&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=6&gt;daaaym babby&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-91892704?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91892704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91892704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91892704' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-91749095</id><published>2003-03-31T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-31T19:06:03.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;sitting:&lt;/u&gt; onna chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;next to:&lt;/u&gt; tha fone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;listenin to:&lt;/u&gt; tLC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;todays blog entitled&lt;/b&gt;: "tha rowdiest morning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first two people i speak to every mornin is &lt;b&gt;mary&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;chris&lt;/b&gt;. chris was drawin and givin me tha usual attitude.. hahaa yet mary gave more than she usually does. &lt;i&gt;ooo slut watch yer bak&lt;/i&gt; :D!  [to mary:  you dont got NOTHING on me.] well then anyways. ran around gettin our leadership shirts and stole &lt;b&gt;jello&lt;/b&gt;s keys and hid 'em in my pocket. smaked chris around in &lt;b&gt;a05 corner&lt;/b&gt; and juss waited for tha bell to ring. ahha and before tha bell rang i told jello he couldnt get his keys bak until he found me. and then so he closed his eyes counted to three. and i ran out. lol [poor jello didnt know that i actually left, bkus he thought my bak pak was still next to him. and he wouldnt believe anyone wen he asked ware i went.. lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran to &lt;b&gt;chumpy&lt;/b&gt; and walked her fatass to class. then went bak into &lt;b&gt;dCommons&lt;/b&gt; ware i found jello. hahah its funny. well then anwyays. then we started writing name tags for our group. and later seven people came up askin for me to write theirs. so its like shure why nottt. i like writin anyways. and then hmm.. ran around a lil bit moreee.. and then freakin ran into &lt;b&gt;tony&lt;/b&gt;. ahh!! he always throws me over his shoulders and spinsss like crazy.. and i tried to avoid it so i stayed close to tha floor.. and he frekin grabbed my ankless and tried to spin me. and like ahhhh oh so close to smakin my head onna chair.. and he juss started laughin and i tried to crawl away and he caught me and asked "shoulders or by tha ankles" *siggh i couldnt get around it. so he spun me grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.. headache after that. yet started runnin around again tryin to do a head stand wid chris and nando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later ran off wid jello to tha &lt;b&gt;bank&lt;/b&gt;  [on tha way got my summer skool form] ware i played wid tha copy machinee and paper cutter. stayed in tha bank for awhile to wait for announcements.. ware jello sed my namee!! OHh baby!! lol tha ladies in tha bank were laughin bkus he sed &lt;b&gt;jennifer&lt;/b&gt; wen it wasnt his name. hahah. then walked bak to dCOmmons ware i ran into wilson and he enjoyed carrying me half way. i swear. times like that make me feel like a feather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen we got bakk grubbed on cheetos and famous amous cookies.. got attacked again by tony. and yet this time he actually spun me by tha ankles and then hahah nando jumped him for me and started spinnin him by tha ankles. lol!!! wel then. i calmed down.. and wen we setted up for tha goblet. thas was fun too. &lt;b&gt;musik gets me high&lt;/b&gt;. mathson kids are funny. lol ierrnos theyre kool tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me and jello took arnaldo, hilda, carlos, ricky, chettra, juan, alberto, and &lt;b&gt;georgey&lt;/b&gt; on our tour. first georgey need to pee.. so we took a field trip to tha bathrooms. renee joined us and went to chek out crafts. then we walked around sayin hi to like every possible person we knew and disturbed sum classes. frekin georgey asks a lotta questions.. buts its adorable. lol. wel then wen tha bell ran for fourth. we stood around a bench and waved at people passin by. found &lt;b&gt;nikki&lt;/b&gt; and she claims that I hit on HER. hahah whatever i was juss sayin hi. u came bak to me wen u didnt have to. :X  but yeaa. hahah 'em mathson kids play around man. like so much. they jacked all tha tickets. lol but theyre kute. it was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeaa we walked to chek out my ballet class. showed off georgey to &lt;b&gt;doan&lt;/b&gt; and saw &lt;b&gt;randy&lt;/b&gt; walk by. [so what if theyre taller than me randy!!!] hmm.. then awwww georgey picked me a &lt;b&gt;leaf&lt;/b&gt; lol its in my binder as of tha moment. but yeaa. i think he was comin on to me. tsk tssk. poor kid. but fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went bak. saw baby wid &lt;b&gt;miss michelle booth&lt;/b&gt;. tried to show baby georgey but didnt find him till baby left. POO!! asdiohasdoihoisdhaoidh they went bye byee.. ate food.. got xtra food. and a special orange for &lt;b&gt;melo&lt;/b&gt; and also made her and &lt;b&gt;ESTERHEA&lt;/b&gt; name tags. but im gon fix esterhea's. bkus yeaa too many Hs :P yet anywayss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complained about a certain sumbody in fifth and fell asleep in sixth. went wid baby to get another iD. dropped &lt;b&gt;jess&lt;/b&gt; homee.. got home ate sum chikenn finished my articles :D! and now about to resume and talk to chumpy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sorta have sumthing else to blog about. but we'll juss save it for later. ive been on this blog for like an hour now. tho its juss crap.. soo.. soon soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol oh yeaaa. lol &lt;b&gt;hornita&lt;/b&gt; lmao. anyways. mr &lt;b&gt;bobby&lt;/b&gt; and chris tried this thing on me. ware they get four other people to lift me up wid only two fingers.. and it was perdy freaky inna way. yet funnyy.. lol my neck is heavy!? shooottt. shuddup.. oo and then i went carrying chris and nando. my &lt;b&gt;super strength&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-91749095?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91749095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91749095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91749095' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-91690936</id><published>2003-03-30T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T22:15:19.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;doing:&lt;/u&gt; hw for classes that i wont be in tomorrow. haah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;should be doing:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;stuff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;now playing:&lt;/u&gt; anytime anyplace - janet jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sdfiosfhkjsdhasodihlfksdhflskdfhsdfi. &lt;b&gt;i miss &lt;u&gt;my&lt;/u&gt; raquel&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot happens, and yanno it suks to blog about it a day later bkus u forget. :X  so we'll juss leave it as that it. &lt;i&gt;yay&lt;/i&gt; to tha weekend. &lt;b&gt;grr homework&lt;/b&gt; to kill it all. stupid stupid stupid stupid meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. &lt;b&gt;i love you cat!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;add on.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asdioahsdioahsdk. ohk i spent tha day wid tha cousins [brenn &amp; twin] + his girlfren. and daym i talked to twin.. and ierrnoss now thinkin about it.. what we talked about has got me thinkin.. but grrr its dumb bkus i gave him advice.. and its like now i gotta get over it.. bkus then asdoihasodihasd i needa listen to my own advice but its super suks bkus then.. asodihasodihasdhk NOW i know how twin feels wen i tried to tell him to get over it and asodihasiodhasdkjhasdkjh &lt;b&gt;daaaaaaym it!&lt;/b&gt; gets tha mind tinglin.. asdasdiohasdkjh!!!!!!!!!! &lt;i&gt;sorries cuz&lt;/i&gt; now i know ware yer comin frum. it does hurt. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-91690936?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91690936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91690936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91690936' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-91638550</id><published>2003-03-29T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T22:23:17.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>* &lt;b&gt;chumpy &lt;/b&gt;here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi gize.. right now i'm talking to jenn jenn on the fone.. n' she told meeh to come do her blogg.. so0o HERE I AMM.!!! yay.. haha but i dunno what to say tho. ::thinks::  &lt;b&gt;LOVE U DAWG  &lt;/b&gt;::propz:: aww i miss u fawker.!!! but yeah. as of right now babee is singing to meeh.. aww kuteeee.. but yea. jenn jenns making fun of meeh because i have all this MARKS *ahem* on my sholder. haha grr wonder how they got there.. blahh.. i think i'm done.. babee i'll do this 2marrow or suffen.. iight.. muahh i love u dawg.  ::propz:: haha MUAHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-91638550?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91638550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91638550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91638550' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-91589123</id><published>2003-03-28T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T21:40:04.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;weekday update&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;monday&lt;/u&gt;: cheerleading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;tuesday&lt;/u&gt;: cheerleading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;wednesday&lt;/u&gt;: "cheerleading"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;thursday&lt;/u&gt;: cheerleading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt;: "cheerleading" times FOUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aoidhasiodhasdkjh tryout time for me is &lt;b&gt;9:15&lt;/b&gt; am!! ahhhh and i dont think i got tha dance down. bkus daaym wednesday.   :D!!  ::crosses fingers and toes:: &lt;s&gt; hope i make it. &lt;/s&gt;*siggh :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-91589123?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91589123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91589123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91589123' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-91454898</id><published>2003-03-26T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T19:33:26.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;who's doing my blogg&lt;/i&gt;:  UR &lt;b&gt;WIFEY &lt;/b&gt;CHUBBY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- todae.. oh wow. ALOT HAPPEND. lol. skewl was whack.. till it got to lunch. poor baybeeh.. they was drawing on the very top of the chalkboard n ateh shar told babee to erase it. lol poor kid was jumping up n down TRYING so0o hard to erase the board. lol aww so0o kute.. LOSER.!! LOL.. okay blahh i finish later.. i go pee now.  =o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-91454898?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91454898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91454898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91454898' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-91393184</id><published>2003-03-25T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-25T21:22:09.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;mood set musick:&lt;/u&gt; dont wanna try; frankie j&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;self esteem&lt;/u&gt;: low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;currently feeling:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;in alphabetical order&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;confused&lt;/b&gt; due to the lack of knowledge i have for my own feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;depressed&lt;/b&gt; due to the question "&lt;i&gt;whas wrong&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;frustrated&lt;/b&gt; due to the attitudes being afflicted by my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lonely&lt;/b&gt; due to the lack of best friend attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sore&lt;/b&gt; due to toe touches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;uneducated&lt;/b&gt; due to the excessive hw that i dont understand yet needs to be done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unhealthy&lt;/b&gt; due to the fact that i cant reach my toes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;common cure for this regular jennifer behavior:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;musick, most likely &lt;i&gt;emo&lt;/i&gt; and a &lt;b&gt;nap&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;a bit of a note:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its juss a &lt;b&gt;phase&lt;/b&gt;, lemme get it thru it on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i love you chump&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-91393184?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91393184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91393184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91393184' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-91257021</id><published>2003-03-23T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-23T19:45:20.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;now playin:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;you got me&lt;/b&gt; - mariah carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;now rockin:&lt;/u&gt; blue sweats and a grey hoodie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;amazed by:&lt;/u&gt; a color changin cursor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liasdjasdlkjoifsdofihdkfjh haha ierrnos. or well i never know. but its hard to start these things now. its like i have sumthing to blog about but then i dont. confusin i know. but then yeaa. anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up on tha couch wid joys butt at my head bkus she was on tha computer.. so i took fivee minutes to blogg on babys xanga and then bak to sleep :X [but i &lt;u&gt;still&lt;/u&gt; won] parents left, and i talked to &lt;b&gt;daddy kim&lt;/b&gt; and baby chump online ware it was decided that theyd kidnapp me for only an hour, and joy wouldnt trip as long as i came bak home wid food. so came home in time.. like round 230.. did my laundry and sat around tha rest of tha day missin &lt;b&gt;chumpy&lt;/b&gt;. as a matter of fact, im talkin to her right now. but its still not tha same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oo. yeaa ierrnos i got a lil crazy over being called fat. bkus first chumpy started it and then syd and joy joined in.. yeaa yeaa shouldnt listen to what anyways one says bkus yeaa obviously im NOT fat.. but sumtimes it gets to me but &lt;b&gt;whatever&lt;/b&gt; i got over it. then this whole week is 'em things. ierrnos tha thing for cheerleadin.. i dont think ill do great. but ill try my best.. my parents arent that supportive. they seem to take it as a joke but whatever. i dont really need 'em. im doin everything i do for myself. so whatever. tho baby likes tha fat, im gon lose it. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeaa thas it for now. im gon try to do sum hw. or yeaa etc.. and aww.. sumthing is wrong wid my archive shiettt. daym it! dosifjsdfhkdjfaosidsdhasoidjcsidua&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-91257021?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91257021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91257021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91257021' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-91232892</id><published>2003-03-23T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-23T10:34:09.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grrr iight iight.. &lt;b&gt;i'm up i'm up&lt;/b&gt;.!!! haha but &lt;b&gt;u won&lt;/b&gt;. so0o blahh. i would still still be sleeping but friggen &lt;b&gt;daddy woke meeh up &lt;/b&gt;because he got meeh food. hmm i guess this is where i go back to my bed. llol. okay &lt;b&gt;I LOVE U JENNS.!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-91232892?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91232892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91232892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91232892' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-91214075</id><published>2003-03-22T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-22T22:22:34.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;lookin foward to:&lt;/u&gt; spring break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;needa work on:&lt;/u&gt; history articles and kunals "8" page letter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;wanna be a:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;racer&lt;/b&gt; all bkus of that disney movie. &lt;i&gt;GO PENNZOIL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;chumps slogan&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;b&gt;eat great. even late&lt;/b&gt; faaaaattttasssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday was funn. brought criselle and chumpy home. and well tho i thought tha rest of tha family was goin to chuk e cheese so that us three could roam around tha house freely.. tha family decided to juss order in. and so we ordered one large combo and one large hawaiian. laughed at chumpy at bit. and had those two wait in my green room while i got ready. then headed out to pinkys housee. waited for to shower.. then went wid chumpy bak home to help her get ready.. [her daddy knows me as &lt;i&gt;tha fren that doesnt talk&lt;/i&gt; bkus im sumtimes deaf.. lol ierrnoss man] but then yeaa got chumpy ready, ate three of her cough drops, and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at tha dance we learned pinky wasnt gon comee.. :T  then we walked in to a not so full dance which was ohk but tha songs were a lil eh in tha beginnin.. then um.. yeaaa danced a lil bit.. ahaha &lt;b&gt;daym buttons&lt;/b&gt; but yeaa.. then i went homee. stayed online for a lil bit then went straight to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then tha day starts wid baby wakin me up around 12:30.. got a lil "cranky" and punked baby a bit. but it was all fun and games.. then watched a bit of beauty and tha beast.. progress reports came in.. aosihdasdkj dumb mami. continued talkin to baby till joy yelled at me to get ready.. so took a shower.. called baby bak.. then went to san leandro for cousin josh's 9th bday [mint chocolate chip ice cream cake. YUM!] spent most of my time in brenn's van listenin to kuya mo's mp3 player -- song of tha day: 21 questions.  but um.. yeaa talked to baby a bit. and me and madeline settled our spring break plans.. so yay. very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm.. ierrnos. i thought i had interestin things to say. but i guess i dont. im probably juss tired. but yeaaa. blog better wen things pick up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-91214075?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91214075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91214075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91214075' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-91106928</id><published>2003-03-20T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-20T21:36:00.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;junior class accomplishments:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;FIRST&lt;/b&gt; place AIRBAND &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; POWEDERPUFF&lt;br /&gt;2nd place cheerleading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;feeelin:&lt;/u&gt; sore and beat up. &lt;i&gt;OUCH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;wanna play:&lt;/u&gt; hide n seek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. haha a lot has happened this week bkus of &lt;b&gt;battle of tha classes&lt;/b&gt; and i havent really had time to recap about it all. but so ierrnos tha easiest way i can do things so far is make a list of events. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fsdpofjdspofjalskdjaspdjspadomdljglkfsipdsopjfpoajsdpos &lt;br /&gt;nevermind im waaaaaaayy too lazy to do anythingg. but then &lt;b&gt;chump ran&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no baby. you DID NOT RUN OVER JELLO.. u simply backed up on his legg. haha poor jello. xcuse my chump. and NO MORE &lt;b&gt;TIME MACHINES&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tha &lt;b&gt;ari&lt;/b&gt; almost killed me counter: 000003 times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks christy for agreein to do my hair and takin care of my neck. a true &lt;i&gt;sweetheart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-91106928?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91106928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/91106928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91106928' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90867995</id><published>2003-03-17T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T10:36:59.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;suffen for my gurl..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the love of my life.. &lt;b&gt;miss jenns&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;    hmm iight i dunno if i'ma be able to fit all my life tymes worth of love for u in one blogg entry but we'll make it as long as we can. i dont wanna be here boring u with all this text ur gonna have to read so0o i'll make it kinda short. or well short as in.. uhm. i dunno okay but yeah blah. but frillz now. &lt;b&gt;jenns &lt;/b&gt;grr. i&lt;b&gt; love u with both my lungs ma&lt;/b&gt;. n u know this. i know u do. not only can u feel it but i know daym straight u can see it to. because as of everything we've been tho i hella see n' feel everything. &lt;b&gt;rraarr i love it&lt;/b&gt;. nuffen is more better then being with u &lt;b&gt;jenn&lt;/b&gt;. i swear. i dunno what i would be doing without u right next to meeh. helpin meeh threw my every move. &lt;b&gt;i love u so0o much for it all&lt;/b&gt;. i know alot of ppl think that we're gonna get sick of eachother soon or later but we both think nuffen will happen because i mean. hell0o0o &lt;i&gt;september 17th&lt;/i&gt;. to now.. nuffens happend yet. am i wrong? [.NOPE.] &lt;b&gt;running on 7 months todae.&lt;/b&gt; wo0o-ho0o. ::dances:: but yes &lt;b&gt;beb ur my everything&lt;/b&gt;. ur the best person ever damnet.!! &lt;b&gt;EVERRRRRRRRRRR&lt;/b&gt;.!!! lol the love i feel for u is &lt;b&gt;GRR YANNO&lt;/b&gt;.! i swear. &lt;i&gt;o0o nothin&lt;/i&gt;.! oh mayn.. &lt;b&gt;wow beb&lt;/b&gt;. i really dont know what i would do without u. u keep meeh goin threw life. &lt;b&gt;i miss u so0o much right now.&lt;/b&gt; but that's more like a everydae thing. u can be right next to meeh n' i would still miss u. rraarrr. i'm so0o &lt;b&gt;DEEPLY&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;HOPELESSLY&lt;/b&gt; in love with u &lt;b&gt;fatness&lt;/b&gt;.!! grr i am! u got meeh sick  yeah. but once again. &lt;i&gt;ITS OUT OF LOVE.! &lt;/i&gt; o0o &lt;b&gt;MUAHH&lt;/b&gt;. i miss u so0o much.! the only song i have in my head is this friggen overjoyed. lol wont stop replaying in my head.! keep goin over n over. ::sings to babee:: o0o lol =X okay blah. &lt;b&gt;I LOVE UUUUUUUUUUU ALOTTTTTTTTTT&lt;/b&gt;.. muah. i swear.!!  rraarrr &lt;i&gt;i want ur body right next to mine&lt;/i&gt;.!! i just wanna hold u till forever.. never letting go. dang i swear it would feel so right just things to happen the way we want. just dont let go of meeh. u say we got chemistry together. fo sho we do.. but its to much to explain. rrarr. huh beb huh.!! o0o. but damn i know wahs goin on in ur head. i mean dont htink i cant see. i've paid attention to ur acttions beb. u want it come get it ma. i mean sho0ot i'll &lt;b&gt;r0kk y0 bodd-aye &lt;/b&gt;none stop. trust meeh. &lt;b&gt;just give u some halls n' i'll break u off in the quickness&lt;/b&gt;. lol u wont even have to look at meeh n' ask what i'm waiting for. sho0ot we'll get down as fast as we can.. =X  &lt;b&gt;o0o nothin'&lt;/b&gt;.. huh huh. but u know its all urs beb. &lt;b&gt;i love u so0o much jenns&lt;/b&gt;. grr i do oh so0o much.! okay i think i'ma just stop here. because these reads dont need to know everything i feel for u. what they can see right here is gude enough for them. so0o bebs. &lt;b&gt;i love u with every part of meeh&lt;/b&gt;.! i swear. &lt;b&gt;MUAHH &lt;/b&gt;takecares ma. i love u. rraarrr iight.. love u dawg ::propz:: muah  LOL. =X&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                       - &lt;i&gt;your &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;chubby&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90867995?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90867995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90867995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90867995' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90821210</id><published>2003-03-16T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-16T14:45:34.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; DIRECTIONS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow &lt;b&gt;1 &lt;/b&gt;drop to dissolve in mouth; may be repeated every &lt;b&gt;HOUR &lt;/b&gt;as needed or as directed by doctor.  &lt;b&gt;[.consult a doctor.]&lt;/b&gt; 'that would be meeh'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay damnet beb.!! get it threw ur head.!! stop eatting like they candy punk.!! ur gonna od ON HALLS.!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90821210?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90821210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90821210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90821210' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90820029</id><published>2003-03-16T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-16T14:16:09.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sdhofihakldfhoaicaoiflkjfpqworuslkcfjaiof57&lt;br /&gt;d6f d47s9g6e15f4sd6f8 4a3f5asf23435sdfsjioi ashfioasfnkl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juss a lil xample of how im feelin right now. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;being sick suks ass&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90820029?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90820029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90820029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90820029' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90797805</id><published>2003-03-15T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-15T23:59:37.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;feelin:&lt;/u&gt; sick. &lt;b&gt;sicker&lt;/b&gt; than chump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;located:&lt;/u&gt; in dublin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;place &lt;b&gt;should&lt;/b&gt; be at tha moment:&lt;/u&gt; chumps arms :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short summary:&lt;br /&gt;i dont like bein sick. it suks. and i dont have anyone to take care of mee. but its worser for chumpy. poor kidd. but anyways. yeaa adventures of tha day included a lotta throat clearin. &lt;b&gt;aheeeem&lt;/b&gt;. and "honkin my horn." but yess. im done for now. in desperate need of water. so yay.. be bak laters. &lt;b&gt;i miss you a lot baby!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90797805?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90797805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90797805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90797805' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90684802</id><published>2003-03-13T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-13T19:14:55.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;field trip to:&lt;/u&gt; bario conference at &lt;b&gt;elmwood&lt;/b&gt; county jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;feelings:&lt;/u&gt; cold, sore, and wanting &lt;b&gt;chump&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;wantin:&lt;/u&gt; an instant replay of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;quote of tha day:&lt;/u&gt; "did you have that before you came in?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.. today was a hard day. testing my &lt;b&gt;self control&lt;/b&gt;.. &lt;i&gt;daaaym.&lt;/i&gt; it only made me want chump even &lt;b&gt;moree&lt;/b&gt;. so yeaa i got to skool around seven and ran in and outta leadership to see if anyone was at tha "bus stop" .. but noopee no one was. so wid three starbursts that chris gave me, i headed out to sit on tha bench i normally meet chumpy after o period. there i waited for awhile, and chrissy came. we talked for awhile discussin how scared we were to go and tha many possibilities of us being sent out to tha lobby. ahah so after awhile. we asked ourselves ware was everyone else, bkus chrissy sed she saw criselle, christina, and joyce walkin to skool and for sum reason it was takin 'em years to get to skool. so we run out on tha bus ramp to see if anyone was theree.. and we see all of 'em walkin [anthony, jess, criselle, joyce, christina, and &lt;b&gt;chump&lt;/b&gt;] and so me and chrissy decided to run and hide to see if they notice us. so after another &lt;b&gt;ten mintues&lt;/b&gt; of waitin in tha corner of a classroom.. there we hear chumpy.. and watch her pass us by while lookin at us.. but she has to double chek to make shure it was us.. lol ierrnos whatta babe huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeaa. we tired very hard to get kissin outta our system, tho it took awhile.. we pulled thru it wen it came up to elmwood. huh baby huh?! yet she tried to tease me. so grr her. :D  and yeaa i hekkkaaaaaa missed her today. even tho she was right next to me most of tha time, i still missed her a lot! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oo.. haha wen we were getting a tour.. one of 'em guard ladies siggh. she scared me. bkus she used me as an xample of how vunerable fresh meat is there and how prisioners basically make eachother 'em bitches. daaym. ahhaha i mean. ierrnos i juss stood there.. and she was like "ooo yer kutee. gimme blah blaaaah.. or else" and i was like ughh.... hahaa ierrnos i didnt know what i was suppose to say or do. but yeaaa la la la laaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo and then tha long waited jaill food lunch. daaaym ierrnos man. my throat was dying.  only thing that seemed to please it was tha juices frum tha apple.. but tha skin suked. it hurts to swallow! and awwww baby helped me wid my appleeeee.. daym how much i adore her. grr ware is she wen u need her. but yeaa ooo 'em policey people ahh had to eat pizza in our faces. blaah them! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was interesting to hear what everyone had to say about life behind 'em walls.. and it was perdy whoa wen they showed pictures of dead people invovled in gangs. daaaym. people are &lt;b&gt;brutal&lt;/b&gt;. and what oh yeaa wen we went to tha drunk driving class thing.. tha guy jim rockwell showed a video.. and i know chump was droolin over tha guy in tha video. bkus daaaaaym i was. lol  but anyways. &lt;b&gt;i miss baby&lt;/b&gt;. i dont know ware id be widout her. &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; got me like THIS baby. &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then yeaaa. had fun on tha bus rides. walked to pinky's house.. sat onna bunny chair.. [oh yeaaa hahah at tha jail outside waitin for tha bus, we saw a rabbit runnin and i started chasing after it.. but it ran onto tha field really fast] ate sum foodd.. heard auntie sing "in da club" inna slow version.. lol watched tha nanny while baby slept. and i went homeee.. *siggh. &lt;b&gt;i really miss you baby. it hurts. i love you so much&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90684802?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90684802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90684802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90684802' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90627867</id><published>2003-03-12T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-12T20:14:05.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;enjoyin:&lt;/u&gt; strawberry mint chocolate chip ice cream. [i like mixin flavors]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;not thinkin about:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;sex.&lt;/b&gt; psssh. juss bkus its me u must assume its about sex huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;am thinkin about:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;chump&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*burrp. well yeaa ierrnos now im super lazy to blog.. but then today was another day filled wid &lt;b&gt;chump&lt;/b&gt;. once i think im satisfied. NOPEE NEVER. its juss &lt;i&gt;daaaym&lt;/i&gt;. yer room is like a second room.. ahhaa ierrnos. and kims car a third room.. i dont knowww. *achooo. but yeaaa i think this is gon be a &lt;b&gt;lazy blogg.&lt;/b&gt;  ahh brb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90627867?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90627867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90627867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90627867' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90572546</id><published>2003-03-11T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-11T22:36:10.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;worries of tha moment:&lt;/u&gt; an unopen CELL fone bill laying on tha table. ahh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;thought of tha moment:&lt;/u&gt; oo whatta day. oo whatta &lt;b&gt;tease&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;feelin at tha moment:&lt;/u&gt; tired yet yearnin for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well alrite alrite before anything is ehh.. i gotta vent about my height. bkus yesterday. or well dude. i dont know everytime after second period while walkin wid liz, is ware i realize my &lt;b&gt;true&lt;/b&gt; height. everytime i come outta class, im always unbalanced. i have trouble wid my bak pak.. and then i sorta walk into people or stuff. [hahaa] but yeaa yesterday.. this girl three times bigger than me in like every possible way, bumped into me and liz was laughin.. but me and my slow reflexes.. took me like two minutes later to saw "ooww" and tha girl took her even longerr.. so iguess im really small for her to even notice me, or shes juss really cushioned and it takes a while for to respond to things too. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeaaa.. i think im gon start manging my timee.. bkus shoot skool is starting to really get to me. im already thinkin about droppin english. siggghh. bad i knowwww. but sounds like summer skool &lt;u&gt;isnt&lt;/u&gt; an option. but ohh yeaa.. plus this week we gotta decide what classes we wanna take. ahh! but yeaaa. &lt;b&gt;grades are bad&lt;/b&gt; ive caculated that my progress report is &lt;b&gt;2.48...&lt;/b&gt; thas bad.. if my grades turn out to what theyre real potential should be.. [which if english teacher added tha paper i didnt do.] id be left wid a 2.0.. well barely. so im sorta sad about that. but NO MORE SLACKIN OFF. im givin that up for lent. its reasonable. i really like to slack off.. and so i should give up sumthing i really like.. so twoo birds wid one stone.. lent things.. AND ill benefit frum it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anywaaaaaaaaaaaysss.. &lt;b&gt;powder puff - cant wait&lt;/b&gt;. today my pre-powder puff practice today was wid chumpy, and i think its gotten me in shape.. sumwhat. ahahah but yeaa alrite that was a really brief summary of one of tha ahem &lt;i&gt;milestones&lt;/i&gt; on my list of achievements.. but yeaa im tired. im lazy.. and maybe i should get ahead in my studies and finish my chem hw. &lt;b&gt;i need it&lt;/b&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/3998657-90572546?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90572546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90572546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90572546' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90505773</id><published>2003-03-10T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T22:00:10.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;one of tha passions of my life, has failed me&lt;/b&gt;. i seek no comfort in food anymore. tha tatse doesnt appeal to me, nor does tha name of xotic flavors like mint chocolate chip xcite my thoughts. sumthings deeply wrong, yet i seriously dont comprehend to what it is. &lt;b&gt;i juss want to be wid &lt;u&gt;chump&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;im not complicated, juss misunderstood.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90505773?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90505773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90505773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90505773' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90503083</id><published>2003-03-10T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T21:17:56.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;feelin:&lt;/u&gt; itchy and fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;on replay:&lt;/u&gt; laundromat - nivea feat. rkelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;tickle yer mind wid this&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;it is anatomically &lt;b&gt;IMPOSSIBLE&lt;/b&gt; to lick your elbow.&lt;br /&gt;..yet 75% of tha people that learn this actually try to lick their elbow. [ --blehh.. lol im part of that 75%  :X  ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. today was &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; day. but then yeah. sorta realized how &lt;b&gt;evil&lt;/b&gt; and careless ive been lately wen it comes to others and even &lt;u&gt;myself&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;b&gt;sad huh&lt;/b&gt;. but then yeaa. in sixth, i learned that sumtimes i hate people [ or maybe juss one person. :X ] for no reason, but then.. i know its &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt; yet for sum twisted reason i cant help but see them tha way i do. so bleeh in my own words "&lt;/i&gt;so evil&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me everything was fun and games etc etc, no regrets. but then i dont know.. its not like im regreting anything.. or ierrnos. its sorta unxplainable. but &lt;i&gt;forreals&lt;/i&gt; fifth period was a &lt;b&gt;slap in tha face&lt;/b&gt;. ahhh. my decision of &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; takin tha ap test probably hasnt changed, but then my self esteem took tha blow perdy hard. i guess for attemptin to do things in that class wid &lt;b&gt;no clue&lt;/b&gt; ive done perdy good.. but i &lt;u&gt;know&lt;/u&gt; i can do better. and thas gay. so that suks a cock. but along wid that thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone takes everything for granted. juss be thankful for shiet you get. i mean. whas to trip about over a petty thing like a &lt;b&gt;+&lt;/b&gt; wen its only progress report. i mean.. i know i mite be trippin, but its bkus im takin it as a wake up call. i dont knoww blaah. i &lt;u&gt;shouldnt&lt;/u&gt; be bitchin, bkus daym it i brought it upon &lt;i&gt;myself&lt;/i&gt;. blaaah blaaaah. i can give so many reasons.. which can be seen as reasons to my actions, but theyd still make me feel guilty. grrrr.. my self-esteem is &lt;b&gt;slowly&lt;/b&gt; diminshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you &lt;u&gt;hate&lt;/u&gt; it wen people tell you &lt;b&gt;unnecessary&lt;/b&gt; information. its not like you give a daym anyways, but how tha information is delivered only leaves for you to care. i &lt;i&gt;dislike&lt;/i&gt; that. to leave people in suspense and uttermost wunderment.. wth. grr. im trippin forget it &lt;b&gt;NEVERMIND&lt;/b&gt;. but ooo its like i really dont care, but its like im being fed to care. and so mixed kinda emotions and assumptions penetrate my head and make me think crazy things. but &lt;b&gt;whatever&lt;/b&gt; we'll juss let this slide. --&lt;i&gt;whatever happens, happens.&lt;/i&gt; i juss gotta wait for them to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what keeps me sane &lt;u&gt;is&lt;/u&gt; chump.&lt;br /&gt;and we're gon keep it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i &lt;b&gt;love/miss&lt;/b&gt; a05.  "snowballs anyone?" &lt;br /&gt;-thanks pinkster for &lt;b&gt;feeding&lt;/b&gt; me&lt;br /&gt;-hahaa melo. dont worries. chump takes pictures of her cell.&lt;br /&gt;-jess, sorries ma but forreals yer pictures are gay.&lt;br /&gt;-mike wen are we gon do this shiet?&lt;br /&gt;-patrick. juss &lt;u&gt;stop&lt;/u&gt; following me. it was fun for awhile. but juss &lt;b&gt;quit it&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;carpet&lt;/i&gt; coming to a jenn near you &lt;b&gt;(?)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90503083?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90503083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90503083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90503083' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90441086</id><published>2003-03-09T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-09T22:15:34.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;feelin:&lt;/u&gt; disappointed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;sumthin to hurt yer head wid:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tha statement &lt;b&gt;below&lt;/b&gt; is &lt;b&gt;true&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;tha statement &lt;b&gt;above&lt;/b&gt; is &lt;b&gt;false&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;which statement is correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeaa anyways. lets start off wid my chek list and then go on to daily encounters.. and then thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;well bleeh. alrite. ive only &lt;u&gt;done&lt;/u&gt; tha following &lt;i&gt;so far&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] finish history article &lt;b&gt;BUT&lt;/b&gt; i have another one. :D &lt;i&gt;yet&lt;/i&gt; i finished tha one i intended to.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ticket dance flyer &lt;b&gt;bleh&lt;/b&gt;.. i can get to that tomorrow. bkus well theyre not gon use it probably til next week... &lt;i&gt;hopefully&lt;/i&gt; nothing too difficult&lt;br /&gt;[ ] math hw&lt;br /&gt;[x] laundry&lt;br /&gt;[x] dishes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] clean room  --it doesnt need to be cleaned. ahha&lt;br /&gt;[/] &lt;b&gt;chump&lt;/b&gt; in sum way u can say ive done her.. but probably not tha way i &lt;u&gt;truly&lt;/u&gt; intended. so its a half. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ierrnos. i seem to go bak and forth at things.. bkus it took me tha whole day to finish article and do laundry. and if yah think about it.. it wouldnt have to take me that longg if i finished one atta time.. so at tha part.. its my bad. *sighh. and if i wasnt so easily distracted wid pretty pictures and temptations to clik every underlined word.. then id get more done.. tha screen seems to have me mesmerized inna &lt;b&gt;trance&lt;/b&gt;. it suks admitting that you &lt;u&gt;are&lt;/u&gt; wrong at times. im so use to being &lt;b&gt;right&lt;/b&gt;.. bleeeeeeeeeeeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeaaa.. i guess what ive done or havent done can speak for tha rest of tha day. &lt;b&gt;ive been online, daym it&lt;/b&gt;. but i did come across this &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; interesting &lt;u&gt;away message&lt;/u&gt; site. i mostly responded wid laughs and 'oh thas so stupid's while readin 'em.. but then came across sum clever ones. or well juss made yah think a bit.. sorta like 'em &lt;b&gt;witty aphorisms&lt;/b&gt; benjamin franklin wrote.. [haa.. thank you ms. jabri.] and thas ware i got tha "sumthing to hurt yer head wid.." bkus shoot it hurt my headd. ahhaa but heas another one.. i found it &lt;b&gt;intriguing&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; The early bird may get the worm, but the late rising worm lives. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smarrt huh? but yeaaa. eh. now my &lt;u&gt;thoughts&lt;/u&gt;. hm. ierrnos i was goin thru my blog, and like ierrnos. i think my blog should now be less, as what i see as, &lt;b&gt;bitchin&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;summarizin&lt;/b&gt;. it should be more of  &lt;i&gt;how i&lt;/i&gt; interpret things. how i make of situations. and importantly &lt;i&gt;who i am&lt;/i&gt;. ive been lacking that much of my "online diary"  but i dont deny that my foolishness has been quite entertaining. :D but i guess. &lt;b&gt;maybe&lt;/b&gt; ill start tomorrow. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90441086?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90441086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90441086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90441086' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90433915</id><published>2003-03-09T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-09T20:46:30.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooo yah like that huh huh. i over came tha blogger ad. what now?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;i miss chump&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. dfjisiodfhosdifhklsdh!!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90433915?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90433915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90433915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90433915' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90419740</id><published>2003-03-09T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-09T14:26:09.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well. i &lt;u&gt;couldnt&lt;/u&gt; resisit but to &lt;b&gt;blog&lt;/b&gt;. what strong will i have huh. but then anyways. im juss gon make a &lt;b&gt;cheklist&lt;/b&gt; of what i &lt;u&gt;have&lt;/u&gt; to do.. so then wen i blogg again i can see in what areas im lackin interest in.. or sumthing like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] finish history article&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ticket dance flyer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] math hw&lt;br /&gt;[ ] laundry&lt;br /&gt;[ ] dishes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] clean room&lt;br /&gt;[ ] &lt;b&gt;chump&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90419740?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90419740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90419740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90419740' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90393843</id><published>2003-03-09T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-09T00:49:54.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;sudden thought[s] of tha nite&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dude. this week has been sum &lt;u&gt;accident prone week&lt;/u&gt; for me. or well. ierrnos ive gotten hurt in sum &lt;b&gt;dumb&lt;/b&gt; ways. like tha most recent was me getting stuk to tha dishwasher.. &lt;i&gt;which was sorta a mistake to tell chumpy about.. bkus all she could say was HAHAHAHAHAH LOL LOOMPA.&lt;/i&gt; :T  and hmm.. yeaa wen i was sittin on two chairs and tha fone rang, i slipped off tha chairs and slipped wen i tried to get up. &lt;b&gt;thas so eww&lt;/b&gt; sounds funny. but man.. and also wen i was wearin my new socks onna slippery kitchen floor.. daym that suks. but ehh. &lt;u&gt;hope&lt;/u&gt; next week aint as &lt;b&gt;sore&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;chump&lt;/b&gt;. daym baby i miss you &lt;u&gt;oh so fukin much&lt;/u&gt;. its only been awhile. but daym. forreals baby. dispite what people say or &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt;. its daym &lt;b&gt;for shure&lt;/b&gt; that u have a hold on meee. and &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;nothing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; is gonna change that. bein wid &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; is wen im tha &lt;b&gt;happiest&lt;/b&gt;. i &lt;i&gt;neeed&lt;/i&gt; you..&lt;br /&gt; *too bad yer &lt;b&gt;sleepin&lt;/b&gt;. haha mwwwwwaaaaaaah. ohk me sleep noww. haha ierrnos it sounded all sweet and sappy but then i got sleepy. :X maybe tomorrows baaaaaaaabyyy.. raaaaaaaaaaaaaarr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i &lt;u&gt;super&lt;/u&gt; miss you&lt;/b&gt; tho. and love yah wid both my lunggs, &lt;b&gt;heart&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;u&gt;FOUR&lt;/u&gt; stomachs.. &lt;b&gt;mooo heffer&lt;/b&gt;.  &lt;i&gt;cow is callin&lt;/i&gt; mwwah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90393843?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90393843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90393843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90393843' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90385794</id><published>2003-03-08T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-08T21:29:44.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oo babbbbyy. &lt;b&gt;today&lt;/b&gt;. oo babby. so fukablely sexy. raaarrr. but yess. today i got to "officially" introduce chumpy and joy. haha those two ahem.. &lt;b&gt;i wunder about 'em sumtimes&lt;/b&gt;. but yeaa. well tha day started off wid cleanin, and wid tha news that joy wasnt taking pictures anymore and along wid tha disappointment of last nite, me and her made it necessary that we went out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so before we went to gmall to meet baby, family went out to &lt;b&gt;kim lee&lt;/b&gt; and ate a bunch of chinese food.. well i didnt eat oh so much bkus they ran out of fried rice wen it was OUR turn. so bleeh them. i juss savored tha &lt;b&gt;orange chicken and coconut juiceeeeee&lt;/b&gt;. hahah. well then yeaa. i found it interesting how mami gave us money.. bkus wen we left tha house she gave me and joy both twenty.. and wen we left kim lee, she gave us another twenty each and then we were about to get outta tha car.. we got food money.. so haa. thas was &lt;b&gt;very generous&lt;/b&gt; of her.. since normally shed only give us FIVE DOLLARS to share amoungest ourselves. so yayy her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well um. yeaa. went to &lt;b&gt;musik for a song&lt;/b&gt; juss to chek out what they were gettin rid of.. and at first i was plannin to get their LAST &lt;b&gt;jimmy fallon&lt;/b&gt; album.. but then left it there.. and then found a green cd holder thingg.. and got thatt for &lt;u&gt;two dollars&lt;/u&gt;.. but i didnt really wanna hold it.. so like tha whole time we were at gmall, me and joy would fight over who would hold it. then.. yeaaa called &lt;b&gt;chumpy&lt;/b&gt; to tell her ware we were at.. and then walked into vans.. to admire slip ons.. but they only had man sizes. lol and then into atomic garage to admire ones that wouldnt fit me.. and then finally went into tha skatepark and found slips ons that i liked and had my size. :D  &lt;b&gt;red and black plaid swimming shoes&lt;/b&gt; lol. but then annywwwaysssss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeaa we found chumpyy and walked around a bit.. um. ierrnos i seriously dont remember a lott.. but then. i know wen we went to chek movie times.. joy saw her frens.. and i told her to stay wid 'em for awhile since they were gonn watch a movie too.. and so then we bought tickets for tha &lt;u&gt;2:25&lt;/u&gt; show of &lt;b&gt;bringin down tha hous&lt;/b&gt; [not HOUSE. but HOUS. bkus tha ticket sed so.] and so.. me and chumpy went around tha mall and she got to visit her best fren &lt;b&gt;tha minute maid vendin machine&lt;/b&gt;.. yeaa yeaa.. and i got to have a personal encounter wid tha machine too. grrr. lol but then annyywayssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma rush this now. but yeaa so we went in to &lt;b&gt;"watch"&lt;/b&gt; tha movie.. and at first joy was buggin by sittin behind us and putting her foot on my seat.. and then she endded up in tha same row wid us.. but moving two seats down every five minutess. and then tha movie started.. i guess it was funny.. but i didnt really pay attention. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then. umm.. ierrnos. walked around a couple more times after eatingg.. and then went to &lt;u&gt;starbucks&lt;/u&gt;.. &lt;b&gt;chocolate brownie frapp&lt;/b&gt;. while baby got a icky &lt;b&gt;caramel frapp wid xtra caramel&lt;/b&gt; bleeh. lol but then yeaa so.. hmm.. ierrnos tha whole day joy kept on trippin.. it was sad too.. bkus chump always caught her.. and oo in spencers.. lol evil.. poor joy. but in sanrio.. awww poor baby.. joy abused her wid 'what color is this'  type of questions.. tsk tsk.. and hmm.. ohh yeaa.. then went into tha skatepark.. blaaahh.. passed by this cellfone guy for like tha 156798435th timee.. and he kept trying to get at us wid his tmobile contract. blaah blaaaah.. hmm. ierrnos. i think my summary is done now. im super lazy. but i had funn. &lt;b&gt;i love my babbbbbyy&lt;/b&gt; and yeaaa.. dumb earmuffs. pssssh. then.. stickie pikiess.. la la la laaaa but yeaa.. ierrnoss.. &lt;b&gt;so many words, so little timee&lt;/b&gt; ...i think im done.. &lt;i&gt;for now&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;final notes:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, you &lt;b&gt;are&lt;/b&gt; fat.&lt;br /&gt;joy yer &lt;b&gt;too&lt;/b&gt; much.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;b&gt;BUT&lt;/b&gt;. i love you both. [but of course &lt;b&gt;chump&lt;/b&gt; more.] heh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;jenn jenn had a good day today.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90385794?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90385794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90385794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90385794' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90346344</id><published>2003-03-07T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-07T23:28:25.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;imma hustler babyyy&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;and i juss want u to know. its not ware ive been or ware im about to go..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa ierrnos in sixth i was walkin to throw sumthing away and i hear jimmy steven tuan tell jolly that i looked like a hustler.. but i think their definition of a &lt;b&gt;hustler&lt;/b&gt; is different frum dictionary.com.. shooott it better be.. bkus dictionary.com's definition is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n 1: a prostitute who attracts customers by walking the streets [syn: streetwalker, street girl, hooker, floozy, floozie, slattern] 2: (informal) a shrewd or unscrupulous person who knows how to circumvent difficulties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so shooot.. ohhh hekk noo. lol but then yeaa phil has agreed that i USE to be a hustler. but ehh. doesnt matter noww bkus i got my babbyyy.. &lt;i&gt;all i need in this life of sin, is &lt;b&gt;me and my girlfren&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. and speakin of my babbbby.. i miss herr ohhhhhhhhhhh soo frekin much. she juss doesnt knowww.. and i think she should find out soon. ahem. very soon. but hmm.. oh grrr.. yanno skool is gettin sucky for me now.. bkus ohk look. these are my grades.. [ones wid stars are my predictions.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leadership: &lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;algebra 2: &lt;b&gt;C+&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french:&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english 3: &lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;ballet: &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;history: &lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;chemistry: &lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleeeehh!!!!!!!!! look how ugly theyre turnin out to beee. daym fatass lazinesss!!! and i seriously thought i was doing perdy good tha beginnin of tha year. but NOPEEE. shitt head. ohk me donee. i seriously gotta start.. i meann finish.. heh heh. my history article. im so baddd. :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90346344?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90346344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90346344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90346344' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90281974</id><published>2003-03-06T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-06T22:37:42.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;complaint of tha day&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant &lt;b&gt;i&lt;/b&gt; etcha sketch?! everyone else can but meee.. its &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; etcha sketch, im suppose to be tha pro.. but noOoo.. everyone else is.. &lt;b&gt;i struggle so much&lt;/b&gt;. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- my turns.!!&lt;br /&gt; I MISS U SO0O FAWK-N MUCH RIGHT NOW BAYBEEH.. OH DAYM U HELLA DONT FRIGGEN KNOW!!  AHHHH &lt;br /&gt;I WANT U RIGHT NOW JENN DOE-NESSSSSSSSSSSS.!!! NOW BABBEEE.!!  RIGHT NOWW.!!  GRRR YANNO.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90281974?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90281974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90281974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90281974' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90281791</id><published>2003-03-06T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-06T21:08:17.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay. today was tha last day of tha funky schedule. it wouldve been nice a nice week if i got to have &lt;b&gt;funn&lt;/b&gt; after skool. aheem. but yeaa anyways. today was an ohk day. it was interesting bkus i got to hang out wid tha boys of c17. my favorite ones in fact. hahaa &lt;b&gt;huey - jolly - and kuniee&lt;/b&gt;. we &lt;b&gt;didnt&lt;/b&gt; go to &lt;b&gt;starbucks&lt;/b&gt; grrrr... but we did go to &lt;b&gt;dennys&lt;/b&gt;. theyre such dorks. huey &amp; jolly ordered cheese sticks. me &amp; kunie ordered sumthing sumthing french toast. :D  and while we were waiting, jolly and kunie get up and leave to get drinks at safeway. but they took like forever days bkus they went tha longgg way. hahaa. so um yeaa anyways. we were there till nine.. tha whole time we were playing wid food and napkins and stuff.. in tha middle of it all.. tha guys jumped my shoes and made my shoelaces tha ugliest they can beee.. theyre so &lt;b&gt;evil&lt;/b&gt;. i thought u were gon tie my shoe huey!!!! but nooopeee freakin raped my shoeslaces. :X   then before we headed off to skool.. i was playin wid tha left over butter and syrup frum me and kunie's french toast. and tha boys were getting disgusted.. i didnt see what was soo nasty about it.. bkus it looked like caramel but yeaaa. so they dared me to eat it all.. and its likes 40% butter, 40% syrup, and 20% of a coughdrop wrapper. YUM. ahhaha but then yeaa. i got out of paying 2/3 of what i owe kunie. so yayyyy. i only owe u a dollar!!!  so we left dennys.. and wen we were about to leave tha parking lot.. i opened my big mouth and reminded 'em about me riding in tha trunk.. so haaa! yay.. i had fun in tha trunk wid kristen and my etcha sketch. huey was so evil for driving crazy tho.. yet so nice for allowing me to breathee. hahaa &lt;b&gt;so fun times guys.&lt;/b&gt; ya guys are tha funniest! and haaa!! &lt;b&gt;i gotta etcha sketch&lt;/b&gt; cannt fade that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to second late. it was much funn.. but it wasnt as badd. i really wanted to see chumpy so i guess thas what made class a bit slowww.. and yeaa i was juss &lt;b&gt;soo anxious&lt;/b&gt;. but yeaa i saw baby at lunccch. so yummy. baby kept saying she miss[ed/es] and yeaaa *sigghhh. i felt like sumthing was wrong bkus she sed she missed me wen i was right next to her.. but it was understandable, bkus i missed her a lot too. mwwwaaaahumpz. &lt;b&gt;i misss my babbbbyyyyy&lt;/b&gt; and linda gave me a new green marker.. well its like a light green.. but i like itt. and then hm.. first was ohk. i was a bit cranky for tha first hour. but after eating &lt;b&gt;xpired carrots&lt;/b&gt;.. [they were one month old] i started to lighten up. we played "bingo" in spanish and i was getinn all crazy bkus i dont get it. hahha and then i took a green lollipop frum my teacher.. and saw chumpyy and cousin pass my class. theeen.. yeaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby was bad bkus she didnt go take tha second half of her thingy.. tsssssssk. then we walked to tha frontt.. gave her my lollipop and bleeeh went homee. haha bleeh im rushing thru this noww. but talked to baby for awhile.. did her blogg.. talked to her again.. took a napp.. and talked to babby!!! yaaaaaaaay. tha day wasnt so bad. but yeah.. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90281791?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90281791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90281791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90281791' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90224091</id><published>2003-03-05T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T22:44:07.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>who knew that weeks before an actually event, it can be so headache-ish. dont get me wrong, its no ones fault.. its juss ehhh.. MY DRESS!!!!!! hehhhhh :d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. what else. i dont know. i think i got myself cranky again. i mite need chocolate. *siggh. but um. i forgot what i was gonna complain about.. but. wen it comes to me .. ill probably go all out. :D   &lt;b&gt;close this now [x]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90224091?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90224091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90224091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90224091' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90206959</id><published>2003-03-05T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T16:56:35.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHK NO MORE BLOGGIN TODAY. arrggh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90206959?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90206959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90206959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90206959' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90206018</id><published>2003-03-05T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T16:48:50.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grr blog test again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90206018?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90206018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90206018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90206018' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90204607</id><published>2003-03-05T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T16:12:10.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohk blehh first off.. &lt;b&gt;blogg venting&lt;/b&gt;. lol why do i hate blogs oh so much yet still try to maintain one. shooooot.. maybe i should give up bloggin for &lt;b&gt;lent&lt;/b&gt;. ahhahah but nOOOO i canttt.. oh so harddddd.. so yeaa. alrite. sum people know that i have like four test blogs so i can try out skins and stuff.. but them noooooo they stopped workin like they froze bkus i kept changin 'em.. and yeah. thank goodness my original blog still work. if it didnt i wouldve cried. but yeaah. xanga is complicated for me.. &lt;b&gt;simple yet complex&lt;/b&gt;.. so maybe next time chump :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but umm.. hmm.. today was day two of tha whak schedule. and of course i had leadership. which was probably tha most interestin leadership class ever. first off.. while i was walkin to class.. i keep hearin my name.. but then i dont know. i dont like turnin wen i hear tha name "jennifer" bkus there are juss so many jennifers in tha whole wide world and its like &lt;b&gt;a .0009% chance that theyre callin me&lt;/b&gt;.. and then i finally turn around and its &lt;b&gt;jello&lt;/b&gt;!! haha yeaa so we walk tha rest of tha way to class while stoppin to chase a bird. lol and then um.. i was wearin a skirt. and i was cold aaaaas usual. and then jello busted out wid his &lt;b&gt;tsunami AXE deoderant&lt;/b&gt; --which is my favorite male scent now. raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrr-- and i sprayed it down my legg.. seeexxy. and then in leadership we split up into our presentation groups. and our group learned to make ICE CREAM. lol it was interestin bkus we juss used milk, sugar, vanilla xtract, ice, and rock salt. it takes a lotta work of shakin to get tha milk into ice cream form. but it was funnnn. mine was a &lt;b&gt;vanilla slushy&lt;/b&gt;. everyone elses looked like mashed potatoes. but then oo. i learned that precious sophomore kat is lactose-intolerant.. or is that how its spelled? but yeaaa.. im evil i started makin fun of her. butt it was only bkus i never kneww!!.. [reminds me of tha time wen i found out that chump was colorblind.] :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then leavin to third wid my oh so sexy fat &lt;b&gt;chumpy&lt;/b&gt; while lickin my rock salt flavored lipss.. ahhaah there at third rhea ran out of tha classroom to watch me and chumpp.. like everyone else.. hahah starin problems. but then umm.. bleeh third was third. nothing great. xcept .. blehhh yeaa nothing great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break.. hmm.. sat on tha couch of tha oh so warm a05, while everyone went to get food.. fatass was hungry bu lazy to get food.. whattaaa true fatass. but then um.. yeaaa.. hmm.. ballet.. lol doan likes to touch me. like she tells me to stop "comin on" to her.. and then she comes on even harder with me.. &lt;b&gt;huh doan huh&lt;/b&gt; meee "running" into you.. psssshh.. yer hand touched me.. lol. but then umm.. ohk thas tha end wid that.. then waitin for tha bell to ring for lunch/end of skool.. me, doan, and sarah went around picking up weed flowers. only picking tha worthiest and prettiest.. all 'em other ones i stepped on. :X  and eww wen i gave wandy a flower.. he threw it... &lt;b&gt;grrrrr youuu wandddddy&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeaaaa. lunch was tha "craziest" only bkus sumone was getting to me.. and i almost had a heart attack. i swear &lt;b&gt;riko, yer trying to kill me&lt;/b&gt;. playin hide n sneek in a05 would be veerrrrry interesting. ahaha. but yeaa then i placed flowers in &lt;b&gt; ate shar&lt;/b&gt;s hair [bkus she didnt trust chump puttin 'em in her hair] while she spoke of her fren wid a third eye.. haha babyy.. i think u gotta third eye. aheem lol ierrnoss. and then la la laaa blah blaaah. i forgot now. but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; meee doneeee.. im homeee.. tried blog things out for two hours.. then actually wrote an entry.. &lt;i&gt;thiss one&lt;/i&gt;.. so noww i guess me gon try to do sumthing else.. we'll seeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;miss youu darlin. you and yer ear.&lt;/b&gt; im hunnngry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90204607?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90204607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90204607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90204607' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90163476</id><published>2003-03-04T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T15:41:33.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleeehh.. alrite. im fightin over two different blog skins. i got this oneee... or eh yeaa yeaa.. imma lil girl wen it comes to these kinda things. but ierrnos its addictin.. or innna sense. maybe. but then anyways.. since baby is sleepin.. and hueys boday is tired. then i dont see why im still online. today was interestinn like every other day is.. oo.. i got venting to do tomorrow mornin.. remind me. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90163476?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90163476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90163476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90163476' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90152699</id><published>2003-03-04T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-04T19:46:55.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>testin four one thirtysix.. five hundred!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;blogs can officially kiss my ass&lt;/b&gt;.!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90152699?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90152699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90152699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90152699' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-90033041</id><published>2003-03-02T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-02T20:56:42.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ONCE AGAIN.. this is chumpy comin across my gurl's blogg around eight fiftyfour. upon da pe-em. yeah.. iight well uhmm.. &lt;b&gt;I MISS U BEB&lt;/b&gt;.!! i didnt get to talk to u much but atleast I DID.!!   =o) iight i dunno.. i guess i'm done.. haha i'll let u finish later. MUAHHHHHHHH &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-90033041?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90033041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/90033041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90033041' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89992251</id><published>2003-03-02T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-02T01:23:23.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. its around one oh nine n' i'm here just hella &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;thinking of u &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;babee.. cant stop.. grr i miss u so much.. called a couple tymes but no answer. :sigh:  ish kewl. i even called mami's cell but it was off or suffen.. grr. sowwie i did'nt do this earlyer.. was out with kim. yeah. but daym. hella miss u jenns. rraarrr.. just cant stop thinking of u. that's all i have on my mind right now. &lt;b&gt;YOU YOU YOU.!!! &lt;/b&gt;muahh. hella miss u ma'. dang u just &lt;b&gt;DONT &lt;/b&gt;know. :sigh: just keep thinking bout being with u. &lt;i&gt;o0o nothin'&lt;/i&gt;.  =X haha aww but baybeeh i hella miss u. grr ur not online.. n' i'm NOT gonna call because its to daym late. aww beb i miss u singin to meeh in the car.. o0o &lt;b&gt;stingy &lt;/b&gt;eh? muah.. ur hella kute.. rraarrr.. but yeah. blah.. i'ma go nite nite now. i love u babbee..  MWAHUMPZ.! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;your &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;chumpy&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89992251?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89992251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89992251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#89992251' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89991417</id><published>2003-03-02T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-02T00:41:01.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;i miss my chumps&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89991417?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89991417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89991417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#89991417' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89869419</id><published>2003-02-27T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-27T16:19:46.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleeh juss testing. but yeaa.. ierrnos. um.. me speak laters. toodless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89869419?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89869419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89869419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89869419' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89821280</id><published>2003-02-26T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-02T01:18:40.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oooo baby. whatta day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daym straight this was a &lt;b&gt;HECTIC &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;day for the both of us.. o0o nothin'.. lol but ish kewl.. we had fun. &lt;i&gt;VERY VERY &lt;/i&gt;much fun, if i dont say so myself.. rraaarrr.!!! okay nuff said. i'm done. blah.. -one.. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE U BABBEEE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89821280?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89821280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89821280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89821280' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89758844</id><published>2003-02-25T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T21:20:24.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-&lt;b&gt;legumes and fruits confuse me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;cucumbers turn me on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and i dont know what to wear &lt;b&gt;tomorrow&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89758844?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89758844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89758844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89758844' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89690672</id><published>2003-02-24T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-24T20:36:30.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooo&lt;b&gt; today is a good day&lt;/b&gt;. since it sucha great day..&lt;br /&gt;list of events style :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-woke up on timee, after writing a certain &lt;b&gt;letter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-received &lt;b&gt;my tiger named cow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-scored a &lt;b&gt;23/25&lt;/b&gt; on my math quiz which we took on valentines day.. and i hekkaa rushed that shiet to pass out grams.. and so yeaa.. and ooo. my teacher didnt think i was gonna do good.. so she graded it first and ooo proved her ass wrong! bkus oo.. i never get a decent grade on 'em quizzes. so oOooo &lt;b&gt;i felt smart&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-had a sub for french! saved my ass shoot.. now ihave a chance to do my french paper.. thas if i start it soon. :X haha!!&lt;br /&gt;-grr.. wanted POWDERED donuts.. but NOPEEE got frekin frosted. still yummy tho.&lt;br /&gt;-received &lt;b&gt;my greeeeen duckie, now named dawgie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-felt high in third. ierrnos its always interesting in there. but everyone was completely blank.. and i felt sleepy and i didnt know what  was going on.. so &lt;b&gt;i felt high&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tho i didnt have my 200+pt. paper or book.. i was proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;received a hugg and a "ive missed you"&lt;/b&gt; frum my cheerleader darlin lenore. and had a good time laughin and talkin about xperiences. lol "maybe he juss doesnt do it right"&lt;br /&gt;-learned that wandy only runs to doan.. but i have baby to keep me company. so &lt;b&gt;bleeh u wandy.&lt;/b&gt; :]&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;received a heart shape letter frum pinky&lt;/b&gt;!! "hey tony.. i like tha things u doo"&lt;br /&gt;-ooo got kisses on tha neck in a05 &lt;b&gt;daaaym&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-got a 18/25 onna dbq i didnt like. so thas good!&lt;br /&gt;-got my nails &lt;b&gt;whited out&lt;/b&gt; by jolly and rhea&lt;br /&gt;-saw &lt;b&gt;jolly lick his lips&lt;/b&gt; over BOYS lol&lt;br /&gt;-attempted to push rhea. :D jollys fault and idea.&lt;br /&gt;-was &lt;b&gt;shhhed&lt;/b&gt; to stop singing &lt;b&gt;how deep is yer love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-went to safeway and longs still singing &lt;b&gt;how deep is yer love&lt;/b&gt; and others joined me.. lol&lt;br /&gt;-blah blah blaaaahh.. lets rush to wen i found my french book, english journal, and long lost yugioh cards..&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;I FOUND MY FRENCH BOOK AND ENGLISH JOURNAL&lt;/b&gt; in my drawer :]&lt;br /&gt;-oh yeaa.. learned tha "true" lyrics to &lt;b&gt;how deep is yer love&lt;/b&gt; :T  been singing it wrong tha whole day lol&lt;br /&gt;-complimented on my great making up slogan skills. &lt;b&gt;if we dont have it, then u dont need it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-found my yugioh cards... my &lt;b&gt;sexy celtic guardian&lt;/b&gt; and frens in my lil blak mini jansport&lt;br /&gt;-finished most of my hw.. its juss my french thingg and ierrnos what pages are needed for english.. so &lt;b&gt;too badd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-umm.. ierrnos. i feell.. ierrnos. but &lt;b&gt;i like today. i really do&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;got to see chumpy after a long long weekend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;whatta great way to get bak frum a "winter" break&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ooOo yeaaa.. ive learned that i complain too much. or ierrnos i always complain.. so imma try not to yayy.. and um.. what else.. yeaa i think thas my &lt;b&gt;february resolution&lt;/b&gt;.. quit complainin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more will be added if i remember anything else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89690672?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89690672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89690672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89690672' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89624757</id><published>2003-02-23T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-23T17:07:03.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;now playing:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;stingy&lt;/b&gt; - ginuwine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89624757?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89624757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89624757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89624757' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89619907</id><published>2003-02-23T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-23T15:21:59.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oo. ive figured im attention needy. &lt;b&gt;i need attention&lt;/b&gt;. sounds greedy.. but it keeps me frum being left unwanted. ahah its funny. but ive come to that conclusion inna conversation wid madeline. shes sumwhat amazed wid sum facts of life.. and how ive "transformed".. but im needy. grr. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also wid this girl, we talk about world issues. and how tha feeling or need of being "cool" is doin sumthing not so moral. or well reallies its no ones right to say what a person can do or say.. but their actions for what they do, are tha lamest reasons. ahem. ierrnos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tha issue of lust. its confusin. its like a freakin drug. it impairs yer judgement.. &lt;b&gt;daym drugs&lt;/b&gt;. and ooo x.. daym that only brings up yer level of need and lust and ooo that hekka screws up yer judgement. or maybe not screw it up. but make it all open and public.. [huh criselle? didnt i sound like i needed sum "thug" lovin. lol] but now that u think about it. all types of narvotiks   do that. they only raise yer lust up so u can go and stuff. daym. hahah wth. im so off topic now.. maybe bkus i miss it. but then again i know i dont. so before i go all crazy on this. its gonna end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89619907?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89619907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89619907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89619907' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89612304</id><published>2003-02-23T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-23T12:34:39.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;wares baby&lt;/b&gt;? and she sed she wanted it to be her day. punkass :X   so nothin really to blog about.. and me have hw. grr.. but ohk. tha end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 - 2 - 3&lt;/b&gt; pshh yeaaa i know how to count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a b c d e &lt;i&gt;f&lt;/i&gt; g h i j k l m n o p... ware did &lt;b&gt;f&lt;/b&gt; go? lol loser. :D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89612304?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89612304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89612304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89612304' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89590716</id><published>2003-02-23T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-23T00:39:08.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la la la la laaa... &lt;b&gt;sick of being lonely while&lt;/b&gt;... lol. yeaa yeaa.. but grrr i dont like being home!! especially wen theres nothing to do.. [besides hw -- i believe i have my history thing under control, probably wont do my other papers, but im alrite wid that.. and oo. i have my cleanin under control. so whoop whoop. im done.] but yeaa.. saw &lt;b&gt;baby&lt;/b&gt;, kim, cousin in law christina, and joyce outside my window.. for like awhile. didnt really get to see 'em see 'em.. bkus i was being cautious.. but grr.. i miss baby. baby was JUSS there. but nopeeeee. grrrrrrrrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess taking a break frum doing my paper.. and trying to keep occupied till baby calls.. which.. ahem im sorta doubting nowwww. &lt;b&gt;ahem&lt;/b&gt;.. wandy is doing a very good job. ahha ive gained a new respect for precentages, &lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt; we're talking about tha hot boy frum american idol &lt;b&gt;charles&lt;/b&gt;.. hahah or well im tha only one making comments about him being hot. :]  [right now, wandy has discovered tha song that charles sang on tv.. BUT we dont know that singer or song title. and so i am beggin him to gimme a line or two frum tha song.. so i can search myself.. :D whatta dork.. &lt;b&gt;i know&lt;/b&gt;] ha!! well ohk. wandy sorta didnt help. but i appreciate it a lot rando!.. haha i cheked tha american idol site on fox.com :X and yeaa cliked on &lt;b&gt;mr sexy charles grigsby&lt;/b&gt; and it sed what song he has already sung on tha show. and so TAAA DAA!!!! &lt;b&gt;all hail to tha mighty mind of tha internet&lt;/b&gt; :D well me about done.. i dont think imma get a call frum baby tonite.. blaaaaah. if yer readin thing darlin me still woo you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89590716?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89590716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89590716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89590716' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89575907</id><published>2003-02-22T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-22T18:03:11.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooo man. well first off.. yeaa celebrating wid chumpy was tha oh so best. ahah kim lol. ierrnos. all i can do is laugh. :D &lt;b&gt;superbowl&lt;/b&gt;! but forreals yah guys, you guys are tha best. &lt;b&gt;thanks for lookin out&lt;/b&gt;. i sorta wanna go all out on what happened. but so much has happened its juss whoa. itd probably be an autobiography. so lets juss say.. &lt;b&gt;lottaaa love and heartache&lt;/b&gt;. umm.. yeaaa..and i know wid hw ive been laggin, and jackie if yer reading this.. or anyone in my decade group.. sorries y'all its gonna take me awhile. not a long while.. but.. if u knew that shiet i was going thru, ud understand im doing my very best. &lt;b&gt;so sorries&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thursday-saturday.. two words &lt;b&gt;oh man.&lt;/b&gt; ierrnos i guess. ahhh.. those days, really got to me.. didnt have much of an appetite tho i was in tha most stocked house ever.. i barely ate.. or to my knowledge i felt like i didnt eat.. ierrnos. but forreals tho. &lt;b&gt; communication IS everything&lt;/b&gt;. tho sum people got stories mixed up or how im suppose to go doing my life, it was nice to know that besides tha bestest frens i have.. that there are family members that really care. it means a lot. and god daym.. i swear news travels fast between 'em. but anyways. yeaa.. my eyes hurt so much, but thru tha hurt.. i guess it feels perdy good. well. ierrnos.. .. um.. ill leave yah guys hanging wid this situation. as much as &lt;b&gt;i love to VENT&lt;/b&gt; [favorite word. lol].. this is probably one situation that doesnt need to be told to tha ones not involved. but to everyone that does care.. &lt;b&gt;im doing alrite.. im finally established&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, i was picked up by mami [daddy and sissies went to twin cousin ian's bday party in frisko]. shes trying really hard to be there for me now. it does mean a lot. it was all i wanted.. bkus yanno everyone talks about how hiding things and lying is badd.. but yanno i wouldnt need to do that if i was open wid my parents.. if we had 'em tv relationships. and yanno not hiding sum things mean a lot.. and yeaa.. today was catching up on that. and Ooo once i got in tha car, i had tha chance to catch up socially. lol three days frum isolation.. grr that suks. but i got to talk to &lt;b&gt;my chumpy&lt;/b&gt; and tell her that im alrite.. yupp yupp. :D ierrnos.. oh yeaa.. then mami took me to dennys.. ate a steak.. then.. we headed on to target ware i got a lamp thingg and a new blankie.. and socks!!! &lt;b&gt;yes socks&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hmm.. ierrnos so reflection wise.. yanno &lt;b&gt;THAT last resort&lt;/b&gt; everyone turns to isnt tha best situation. i know. i think its tha dumbest thing sumone can think about.. but wen yer at yer lowest, its understandble.. i was at my lowest. and i was gonna go thru it at sum point.. but knowing and hearing that everyone cared.. and tha fact that i couldnt even run to my frens this time.. hurt soooooooooooo much.. that i sat inna bathtub thinkin about it.. forreals a bathtub. its tha scariest thing.. to think of yer life on that border line.. its like whoa. &lt;b&gt;everything IS in YER hands&lt;/b&gt;.. and juss two words can set everything right.. its as simple as coming and going.. its freaky. but.. ierrnos.. whatever. im heas. im doing fine.. we'll see how tha rest of tha day goes.. :T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89575907?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89575907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89575907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89575907' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89423906</id><published>2003-02-20T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T01:40:27.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrite me still awake. story timeee. so lets get this started. first off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy 18th birthday baby.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll tell that story laters. :] hmm.. ohk ohk first one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true story alrite. theres this punk named patrick. and yeaa he may seem all innocent and sweet by leavin me presents all over my room.. but he aint man. he keeps me up all nite and grr it trips me out bkus no one believes me. i thought i saw him runnin around my room like three times.. but noopee. guess not. but i swear i hear him.. and that bugs me. and so this week. i turned my room inside out.. and put it all bak together and its like whoa. and haa!! hes homeless!! so take that patrick! go to joys room. ahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeaa. also theres this foo named kevin. ierrnos. he hasnt done anything bad or whatever. but hes like.. ierrnos i guess u can say a peeping tom. hes there wen things happen but i dont know about it till tha job is done.. and then u see him runnin down a tree or outta bush. its weird. but yeaaa. thas a true story too. ierrnos if hes a stalker or whatever.. but daym. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then theres this one girl. ierrnos juss cant get off tha jock. ahahah lol ierrnos its funny. but tha end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89423906?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89423906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89423906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89423906' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89420001</id><published>2003-02-19T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T23:30:03.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;daaaaaaaaaaaym baby&lt;/b&gt;. you juss really know how to get me going huh. shoot. whaattaa punk. but yeaa. so far tha days have been &lt;b&gt;chump 24/7&lt;/b&gt;. ooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a lotta venting to do wid parents. but baby has my mind going. so.. ill juss leave tha ventin for another day. but for a recap. my room is done. its rearranged nicely.. but im missing a lamp and sumthing to cover my window. so if anyone wants to see my room.. juss drive by my house.. its juss out there. lol its greeeen!!!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89420001?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89420001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89420001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89420001' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89338906</id><published>2003-02-18T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T23:24:56.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;tha adventures of paintin my bedroom &lt;font color=green&gt;green&lt;font color=black&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasnt much of an adventure. bkus i wasnt allowed to paint. grr dadddy!!!! ahhh!!!!!! but anyways. tha end result is sexxxy. i love it. so yeaaa all done. :D whatta summary right. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i had this detailed thing.. but its gone.. grr blogger. grrr!!!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89338906?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89338906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89338906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89338906' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89293270</id><published>2003-02-17T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T23:58:56.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;thanks king huey oh so much&lt;/b&gt;. ill be in yer trunk soon enuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh. ps. dont look like tha firework stars are working for me anymores. &lt;i&gt;greeeat&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89293270?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89293270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89293270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89293270' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89273308</id><published>2003-02-17T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T18:07:36.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well trying out this thingee. and i know my blog is runnin slow.. grr.. but yeaa. heas credit to: &lt;b&gt;eyesofglass&lt;/b&gt; on blogskins.com for tha firework stars. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89273308?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89273308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89273308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89273308' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89268839</id><published>2003-02-17T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T15:38:38.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sunday recap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blaahh. well yeaa sunday was perdy gay. bkus it was like 'i could stay home for this' but yeaa.. so my cousins were down frum temecula.. sumware down south, and they were visitin my cousin in vallejo. and junk. so everyone woke me up around nine and we had to get ready and junk.. so we got there aroundd.. umm eleven thirtyish. and yeaa dude my allergies started hekkaaa acting up.. bkus yeaa &lt;b&gt;im allergic to cats&lt;/b&gt;.. outta all things.. cats! and i like cats. so that suks for me. grrr. but then yeaa.. so my cousins there have my own stash of benedryl or however u spell that pink medicine. and yeaa benedryl does tha trick. it totallly knocks me out for like five hours. and its so freakin cold in vallejo. so yeaa it suked sneezing and coughin and being cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i fell asleep.. i was trying to watch &lt;b&gt;meet joe black&lt;/b&gt; but it was sorta hard bkus i think tha first half i didnt even watch.. i juss sat there wid my mouth openn.. and near tha end my eyes started closing. so i dont really get it.. i juss think that tha daddy died.. riiight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yess.. hours passed.. and its barely four. hahaha i was so mad at tha clock.. but yeaa i woke up joy too bkus she was passed out next to tha piano.. [it was so boring there] and we went to play foos-ball.. and yeaa &lt;b&gt; i was a foos-ball virgin&lt;/b&gt;.. and grr joy. i dont know why but shes so freakin competitive. grr her. so tha end result was.. five-ten.. gross. im equally matched wid a tweleve year old boy. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeaa. so i was bored and raided tha kitchen cabinents and found ghost peeps and chocolate pretzles. yumm.. my aunt felt bad for me so she ordered pizza.. haha yay. so i had three hawaiian slices, yummmy salad, and three breadsticks.. then later had two young coconut drinks. yUMMmM. hahaha so that brightened my spirits.. [psshh yeaa yeaa imma stupid fat. grr yanno.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finally my cousins actually come home.. bkus wen we got there. it was only my two aunts and my neice.. tha guys, as in my dad and uncles, went out.. and my cousins have been out tha whole day.. so blaaah that. then after taking another allergy pill, curled up on tha couch to watch &lt;b&gt;blue crush&lt;/b&gt; wid tha cousins and one neice.. bkus then everyone left again to go a casino. :X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeaa. that was interesting. and after we tried to find sumthing to do but.. bleeehh. nothing to watch.. so we started watching &lt;b&gt;showtime at tha apollo&lt;/b&gt; lol. thas one funny show if yer watching it wid tha right people.. &lt;i&gt;whomp whomp&lt;/i&gt; lol!!!! but ohk im done wid that.. hahaha so then. once things were getting good.. adults came homee.. and we got home around one.  tha end. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;two months&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up wid only tha kids and a fone call. :D  but yeaa this morning has been lazy. i havent really officially left tha bed until now.. bkus a certain sumone sed so. luckily i listen and obey. but hhaaa!! ware u at now? :X so anyways yess. today is two months. yupp yupp two months. wow. doesnt sound that longg. but if u think bak on what has happened these past two months, itd get u saying 'wow' annddd daym. so haa. but yeaa.. ierrnos. la la la la laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ierrnos if anything is buggin me right now. but things are going around and im not knowing whas happening. its sorta gay. grr i needa cell fone too hopefully..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well oOoo. booty call.. finish laters.  :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89268839?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89268839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89268839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89268839' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89180952</id><published>2003-02-16T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T15:13:43.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;chump got across this at..  1:32 upon da ai-em on this sundae.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just bout to get off n' go sleep. but i thought i would come by n' tell u that i love u beb.. i know right now ur sleeping.. because uncle made u get off the computer n' plus u was kinda tired.. but yeah.. beb i just wanna let u know that ur a 'sto0opid fat' lol n' etc.... HINT HINT.. HAHA i dunno i'm just bored.. i think i'ma be leaving soon.. as in off to bed.!! lol i miss the other bed tho.. the pillows.. haha oh mayn.. wayyy to many.. "never been surrounded by so many pillows in my life." lol yes quote of the year.. LOL  grr yanno.. &lt;b&gt;::give that look.:: &lt;/b&gt; haha o0o huh beb huh.. iight i'ma go sleep because u told meeh to not sleep late. so0o i guess i'll just skip this n' come back 2marrow.. lol iight ma.. take the best of cares.. mwahumpz HARD.!! LOL the legg the leg.!! iight.. muah nite beb.. -oNe&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                    -ur &lt;b&gt;lung&lt;/b&gt; master.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89180952?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89180952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89180952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89180952' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89179884</id><published>2003-02-16T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T14:23:58.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;a bit of a warning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sum may have noticed.. but i have a short temper now. and im not gonna tolerate a lot. wen it comes to tha ones i lovee they get tha best sides of me. but wen it comes to some saying things and me not being satisfied, theyre gonna get lip frum me. and yanno i really dont care. u can say all u want, and that gives me tha right to say what i want to. this entry is juss basically reflectin on mami and a certain few. im not stupid and im not all passive. so dont think that imma let sum of yall get away wid saying shiet. bkus most of what is sed is soo frekin bias. so freakin closed minded wen it comes to tha truth. &lt;b&gt;so enlighten yerself and hear me speak&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89179884?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89179884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89179884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89179884' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89176455</id><published>2003-02-15T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-15T22:38:57.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;12:3sumthing - ten:sumthing pm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. lol yah sick of me yet? shoot better not be. but well anyways. haha 'nuff sed. today hmM.. i seriously cleaned my room. so hMm.. first i um.. yeaa i juss cleaned. it was hard bkus i was semi distracted.. ahem. but yeaa all worth it. cleaned out a drawer to put cds.. rearranged my cd player and stuff on my desk. took down old ass posters and vacuumed.. washed clothes.. and blaaahh.. ierrrnos. what else.. la la la laa. i dont knowww. umm.. yeaa i cleaned tha bathroomm.. yelled at joy for not cleaning.. and yeaa.. blaah blaaaahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im totally waitin on krispy kreme.. i havent sed "mmm donut" for awhile.. but yeaa what else. ugh.. tried cookin.. made ravioli.. or wth. i needa learn how to spell that word. but um.. mashed potatoes.. and easy mac.. and grr. ierrnos blaah blaaah. ohk ohk yeaa im juss trying to fill up space now. but then yeaah. i sorta miss skool already. juss to see everyone.. but then im looking foward to this week to.. haha!! three days man.. three days. but oh yeah. umm.. i gotta start working on papers.. i think i got it down.. not so shure yet. but now that my room is clean, then thas a lot less to worry about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;goal&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;-work on papers.&lt;br /&gt;-keep room cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;-go bak into blogg mode.&lt;br /&gt;-eat food i normally dont, but lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;-sit around and do &lt;b&gt;nothing&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but umm yeaa.. worried about sumthings. but in tha end, everything will umm.. be better? lol i lost tha word. but anyways. i guess.. la la la laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D more to come laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89176455?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89176455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89176455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89176455' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89121204</id><published>2003-02-14T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T19:53:53.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;valentines day&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. its nice to see everyone happy. bunches and bunches of heart shaped balloons flying in tha sky and rose petals on tha floor frum people holdin on too tight to 'em. kuteee. :]  but yeaa.. i sorta it saw it as an ordinary day.. bkus sum frens werent so into tha valentine spirit. not that they were sad or depressed but they had other things on their mind and valentines was tha last on their mind. and so it started getting to me.. not inna bad way. its juss i was a bit worried and if tha people around me arent happy, than im probably not and yeaa.. but it was nice to know that sumone can cheer up wid a bit of candy. yanno im heas for anyone to use as a shoulder to lean on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so spendin time wid jello tha whole morning and a bit of kenneth was fun. two fellas i go hekka bak wid. haha memories. and if u are reading this jello.. cheer up, you deserve better than that. and yess im yer buddy. forever ever. :D but yeaa.. grr during second period walking around on jellos bak stupid kenneth gave me wedgie and like daymm. it hurt sooo mucch. and it doesnt help wen yer wearing tha wrong type of underwear. so basically my underwear was lost in my crak for awhile. grr but then yess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby gave me sumthing preetttttttyy.. and everyones jocking baby and baby's present. *mwwwwaahh!!! haha yayy.. lol its so freakin sexy! gonna keep it forever ever. but hmm. what else..  english is gay.. i have a paper due tha monday we get bak. and.. also for history. im depened on to deliver an A plus paper about watergate. daym. haha so work for me. but more play. basically i only went to third, fifth, and sixth. but thas not so bad. i know a couple of people that barely went to any of their classes. so yaayy good job. but yeaa what really suked about today was not being able to go out.. grrr. stupid parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they sed to go straight home. and to what? nothing. nothing. NOTHING AT ALL. not that kinda nothing. but like nothing that is actually nothing. i wanna do sumthing at least. sheeesh. but yeaa.. ierrnos i guess.. right nows.. or well not now now.. i was.. cleaning my room. but i took a blog/chump/pizza break. i need sum spice in my life. :D haha so yeaa anyways. umm.. kunal, jolly, and huey. aww my fave part of tha block. thanks for tha huey-jolly sandwhich. and thanks kunie for rescuing me lol. sweeties!! but yeaa.. MMmMm pizzaaaaaaaa.. i told YOUUU valentines would be ROUNDTABLE. EYUMm! so yeeea.. and umm. yanno what makes me laugh.. it was oh so random. but it made me feel special juss bkus its valentines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;moooseHeaD1080&lt;/b&gt;: u looked hot today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo yeaa. thanks doan for tha cookie. sorries u couldnt get in yer three hours of jenn. lol and ahem.. lingerie eh eh.. lol ehh ehh.. hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come laters. me gonn' clean my room now. i miss seeing kevin. :T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89121204?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89121204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89121204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89121204' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-89076480</id><published>2003-02-13T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-13T21:57:04.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blahh. havent really had anytime to update. bkus of tha hectik week and junk.. but juss know things are doing fineee. no worries. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-89076480?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89076480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/89076480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89076480' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88838106</id><published>2003-02-09T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-09T23:02:12.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol &lt;b&gt;daym joy makes me laugh&lt;/b&gt; haahah a day wid joy.&lt;br /&gt;haahha ohk so yeaa once i woke up today.. like umm.. 12:30 haha. joy shows me her blog. i didnt see what her addy was bkus i was laughin so hard. and then today umm.. joy trys to start grindin in tha bathroom. oh man.. whatta sight. she needs to learn a few things before she gets on tha dance floor. and ewww. tho jeff found it arousing.. joy IS a &lt;b&gt;professional hotdog eater&lt;/b&gt;! god daym. lol and ewwww last for most but not least. lmao.. joy gave herself a hickey. hahaahah oh mann.. thas nasty. i saw her sucking on her hand.. and then i asked what tha heck she was doing.. and then she goes "look jenn i was bored" and theres this lil one up on her arm but its fuking black. lol grosss man.. she gets bored easily. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other things. straightened out a lot wid jeff. so that was kool. got to see me eat and cry in like forever. so good for you. hahaah i dont know. but yeaa. we're cool. one step closer to resolving and relievin my stress. yay. take cares. and yeaa stop readin my blog punk. :]  thank u come again. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr. missed yah a lil too much today. that suks. :T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88838106?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88838106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88838106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88838106' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88790442</id><published>2003-02-08T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-08T23:40:31.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*whew. &lt;i&gt;three years later&lt;/i&gt; im tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88790442?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88790442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88790442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88790442' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88743478</id><published>2003-02-07T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-07T21:15:56.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im limited to a few resources.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88743478?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88743478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88743478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88743478' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88738583</id><published>2003-02-07T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-07T19:05:01.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;reflect&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i know why i always ware my hood. its to seperate myself frum everyone else. to have a confined space to myself. to know that nothing can hurt me. BUT this is reality.. i cant escape frum tha eyes that judge me. and i cant prevent anyone frum thinking anything or control what i feel.. but then i can always deal wid it to make it tha best rather than tha worse. and i guess i havent been living it. ive been real wen it came to giving other people advice. but wen it comes to myself i cant even connect tha dots. brb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88738583?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88738583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88738583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88738583' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88736763</id><published>2003-02-07T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-07T18:53:07.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;keywords of tha month&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;b&gt;fuk up&lt;/b&gt;; &lt;b&gt;communication&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;goal&lt;/b&gt;: to get thru this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lesson&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;know your roots.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;lemme ventilate.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;imma fuk up&lt;/b&gt;. i knew today would be tha day sumthing would hit me hard. &lt;b&gt;i love my maas wid all my heart&lt;/b&gt; and i know theyll be there. today they made me realize that they felt that since i havent been there for a ceratin amount of time, then they doubt id be there later on.. it hurts. it super hurts to know that my bestest frens, tha ones that make me.. cant even be around me now. they cant speak to me. theyre cant even stand to be in a05 bkus of tha drama that follows..  it hurts so muccch. all bkus of tha lack of communication. this week was a week to learn about so much more about myself and how im seen thru everyones eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juss really dont know what to say to.. &lt;b&gt;i dont wanna throw it all away&lt;/b&gt;. it has been too fukin long to turn on you guys, even tho it has seemed that way.. *sniff. omigod i feel so bad. that my frens had to even concider my own frenship towards them. this week has hurt me tha most in probably my whole life.. to know that every possible aspect of my life can go wrong in sucha short time. everything went full blown in my face. and i dont know how to deal wid it. today during 5-6th. i couldnt look up. i was too ashamed to even speak. i cant do anything to regain myself.. it hurts bkus i dont know what to say. i dont know how to respond bkus.. ahh.. i dont think ive ever done sumthing intentionally to hurt anyone.. and hurtin people repeatedly tha way i do.. only &lt;b&gt;proves that i must be a fuk up&lt;/b&gt;. yanno i wouldnt want to keep anything frum you guys. if anyone were to know anything, itd be you guys.. but ive been lacking that part of our frenship &lt;b&gt;communication&lt;/b&gt;. *sigh. i dont know what more to say widout going crazy on myself.. but i guess.. this isnt all of it.. its more of my reaction to what really pierced me today. i know &lt;b&gt;we all have to talk. we need to resolve everything&lt;/b&gt;. i wanna be part of that special equation.. you guys are more than family. you guys are basically my life. tha closest bunch of people that can ever know me..i feel tha same about how widout any of you.. i wouldnt know how to go on living life. i wouldnt be able to get thru a single minute.. i juss got learn how to get over myself and remember ware i really came frum. ahhh.. not safe to say that im 'still jenny frum tha block' till things get out in tha open. &lt;b&gt;i juss dont know what to do&lt;/b&gt; about things. i needa set things straight and remember my &lt;b&gt;first priority&lt;/b&gt;. ive even had it as a group in my buddylist.. but i cant even listen to myself.. i did eat everything.. i cant believe i did... "two words" &lt;b&gt;fuk up&lt;/b&gt;. no one can say that at tha end im tha one happy.. &lt;b&gt;no one&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; yanno u have real frens wen they can call you out wen yer acting stupid.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88736763?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88736763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88736763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88736763' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88692055</id><published>2003-02-06T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-06T22:18:59.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;advice frum tha wise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jenn: everything is really akward now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;wise one&lt;/b&gt;: u want to know what i think?&lt;br /&gt;-jenn: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;wise one&lt;/b&gt;: i think .. that youre business is YOUR business. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;wise one&lt;/b&gt;: and when you worry about people and what THEY think .. it makes you feel bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;wise one&lt;/b&gt;:  i also think .. that you and -- have some unfinished business .. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88692055?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88692055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88692055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88692055' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88690144</id><published>2003-02-06T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-06T21:27:25.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...everything is slowly getting to me. so i say imma forget everything and not care. but by tha time i get into bed, it all catches up. god, kick me down wen im already on tha floor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88690144?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88690144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88690144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88690144' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88689281</id><published>2003-02-06T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-06T21:06:35.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well yeaa guys. read my past entries. i seem to be apologizin for being who i am. well fukin xcuse me then. take it up tha ass, bkus yanno what. things wouldnt have been so bad if i was allowed to speak about shit. and wth.. omigoddddddd.. i dont blame anything on anyone wen situations happen.. i say its a ME THING but u juss dont  get it thru that maybe IT IS. so i did not like how u sed that u thought it was yer bad.. wen in tha first place i sed it never was. so grr.. may not make so much sense but grrrr yanno. nm. i dont wanna defend myself for actions that u take up tha ass. i aint gonna do that anymore. do whatchu gotta do and think whatchu wanna think. bkus right now i dont give a fuk. dont add to my stress. and if u do start talking shit.. THANKS. thanks for makin me tha center of YOUR world. i feel really special. and grr next time i wont care about how anyone else feels.. bkus yanno what. may sound conceited but its ALL ABOUT ME. dont bug me. &lt;b&gt;have a nice day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88689281?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88689281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88689281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88689281' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88626744</id><published>2003-02-05T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-05T19:27:48.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. things are getting very interesting. lil cousin tension.. and umm. kevin action. its all very quite interesting. ahhaa lets start off wid tha tension.. sumthing to vent about. god daym man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite. hahaha valentines seems to be a nice day to make yerself feel better ehh... [haha yeaa its soundin weird but to tha person knows what im talking about]. theres a lil thing called family. and u dont really go around tha family to try and find yer soul mate.. u go bak into tha ocean. but wth. i guess im being defensive or what not. but dont lead on tha family juss bkus of an incident. what a nice way to deal wid things.. haa. it aint working. its juss making tha situation look dirty. i cant believe you. trying to look all vunerable and getting to people that u know would fall for u.. ewww family bitch family. ive held my tongue for awhile now. wtf are u trying to get to me or were u getting thru me to get to them? eww. whatever. glad its all done. i dont wanna be stuk in any incest. and to tha other person invovled. you can spend so much onna stranger.. but u cant help out a cousin wen tha cousin does so much for u? i guess. bkus it doesnt benefit you in return you cant help sumone in need? this one fuked up shiet. yer own blood. and wth. i guess u dont want her to get outta yer threesum juss so that YOU wont look bad wid him. well have fun. bkus looks like u lost. people that i use to hold close. wth man. so ive done yah guys wrong. but think about it. can u really say im totally responsible? NO BITCH U CANT. i dont lie. i tell yall everything. what im doing, wen im doing it, and wid who. dont get all mad at me bkus u couldnt be apart of it. so thaaa end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey maddd. my house this presidents break will make up for everything. lots more venting. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tha kevin situation. 'nuff sed. one windy day.. &lt;b&gt;two marks&lt;/b&gt;. lol miss yahs!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--oh yeaaa. dont think ill say it in yer face and that i have to post it in my blogg? its bkus yo' asses are tryin to avoid me. so what?! yanno everything is true. and yall juss feelin guilty. juss lucky we aint face to face. and THIS is how u find out about how i feel about yalll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88626744?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88626744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88626744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88626744' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88516643</id><published>2003-02-03T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-03T21:53:02.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh sumthings suk. or maybe a few more than a lot. but i guess i gotta learn to get over tha little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and aye &lt;b&gt;jeff&lt;/b&gt;, yer probably readin this.. and this is probably tha only entry made directly to u. so heas  a bit of advice. &lt;i&gt;do whatchu gotta do&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88516643?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88516643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88516643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88516643' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88456943</id><published>2003-02-02T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-02T21:24:03.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;missin like crazies.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88456943?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88456943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88456943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88456943' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88438262</id><published>2003-02-02T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-02T15:22:42.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[family venting.]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh fuking joy. my whole family is stupid. ohk. omigod i cant tolerate it. so depressing bkus shes stupid. she says she wants pizza. alrite. so i go around lookin for coupons and etc etc. she says shes gonna pay for it. and once i get to calling roundtable.. "i dont want it anymore." wtf is that. ahhhh i know it mite not be soo argh. but youd be pissed off if u were mad and starving bkus  [1] yer parents leave u foodless and [2] you have to put up wid two fuking retards tha whole day. i sweaaaaaarrr man. first daddy gets on my nerves. joy and syd always gett on my nerves. and my mom. wth she sits there agreein to whatever wen she knows she doesnt know shit so why she in it. and aaaaaahh theyre juss dumb. oh so dumbb. its like wth. tha gayest thing about them is wen they cant find anything or they ask for shit.. and is like wtf. aint my fault YOU cant find what u want. so dont get on my fuking case about it. and juss bkus im right and yer wrong, doesnt give a fuking reason to get all pissy about it. yer juss making it worse for yerself AND ME. ahhhhh its like ohk. and they try to threaten me. its like alrite. i dont really care. i dont need u anyways. im juss too lazy to leave. things would juss be much easier if they let me be on my own. they say everything about me is money etc etc.. and theyre xcuse for me not going out sumtimes it that i dont have money.. and wen they dont wanna pay for anything they come to me for money. its like wtf. omigoddd. theyre juss soo fuking stupid. and yeah. ohk i try to help out tha family by saying id get a job. bkus basically daddy is jobless and he tries to deny it. and its like wtf. u cant give me money but u can go out. wtf is that. and they go all crazy wen i try to help. so its like wtf. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh i wanna smak 'em. fuk. theyre so dumb. i guess all i can thank them for or i guess "love" 'em for is bringing me into this world.. hah. even tho they dont want me in theirs. ha, thas theyre fuking fault. brought it upon themselves. fuk ive tried more than enuff to like whatever.. get over differences and continue being "nice" and "understanding" but daym. i guess its all pretend. bkus I DONT LOVE 'em. and sorries to say for syd. but syd, yer getting on my nerves. things i use to set goals for myself for you.. aint really worth it. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--probably over reacting. but felt good to say out loud for a change. whatta relief. but why does it still hurt. &lt;b&gt;[NEXT: jeff venting]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88438262?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88438262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88438262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88438262' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88430734</id><published>2003-02-02T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-02T14:31:38.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh.. was planning to vent all about how my family suks. but now imma bit lazy. so maybe laters. ahh.. and venting about jeff. that can take up a lot of space. but then again. im lazy.  :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88430734?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88430734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88430734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88430734' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88308911</id><published>2003-01-30T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T20:42:30.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>umm.. interesting things. very.. ahem. but yeaa ohk a new addition to my blog/site family. tha renewal of my xanga one. hahaha my cousin found it for me. and yeaa my pw wasnt so difficult to figure out.. :T  but ohk ohk. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/miss_sweets"&gt;xanga&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;THIS&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;or&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88308911?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88308911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88308911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88308911' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88253238</id><published>2003-01-29T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-29T22:07:27.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want everything to &lt;b&gt;stop&lt;/b&gt;. its not fun anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88253238?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88253238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88253238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88253238' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88194157</id><published>2003-01-28T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T19:29:03.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh ohk. haha recap. i know its been awhile since ive done an actual entry. but uMm.. lets see.. &lt;b&gt;pinkys bday&lt;/b&gt;!! party tomorroww. wOoOoo. haha save sum room for that tomorrow. and um.. i eat a lot. like a lot again. i tried not to. but i cant help it. umm.. *burrp. ierrnos. but yeaaa. i swear u run to a05. theres no other xplanation. that or u get out early! but blaaahh!!!!!!! ;D ohk im done for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stitch says hi. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88194157?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88194157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88194157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88194157' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88186617</id><published>2003-01-28T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T17:32:20.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess u can say i'm the "&lt;b&gt;shy&lt;/b&gt;" one..&lt;br /&gt;         ... haha i guess.. but then again.. i dont think so..&lt;br /&gt;                        .. maybe at tymes..  right? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88186617?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88186617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88186617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88186617' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88081858</id><published>2003-01-26T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T21:45:22.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=6&gt;bucs baby bucs.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88081858?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88081858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88081858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88081858' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88060487</id><published>2003-01-26T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T13:09:21.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=6&gt;&lt;center&gt;freak.&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ive never been surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;so many pillows in my life..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"at one ohk. at onee..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad to be tha one to spoil you.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88060487?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88060487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88060487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88060487' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88056987</id><published>2003-01-26T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T12:50:56.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhh recap. of tha "three day" weekend. :D lets juss say. &lt;b&gt;IM REALLY TIRED&lt;/b&gt;. everyone wares me out... hahaa :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;b&gt;all this over a fukking tooth&lt;/b&gt;." -darkness falls&lt;br /&gt;*sigghhh. &lt;i&gt;memories were made&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88056987?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88056987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88056987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88056987' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-88035984</id><published>2003-01-25T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T23:05:46.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love you a lot jenn jenn, and i am pretty sure you know that I'm a bit &lt;b&gt;STINGY &lt;/b&gt;when it comes to the thought of being you're one and only. It's fun being around you. even though you are the dork that you are &lt;b&gt;I PRAY &lt;/b&gt;everyday that a new day being with you will work out just how we want it to. I will do just about &lt;b&gt;ANYTHING &lt;/b&gt;just so that i am there with you every move you make. I know you can just about tell that I'm so &lt;b&gt;DANGEROUSLY IN LOVE &lt;/b&gt;with you. I just hope you feel the same for me. I want you all to myself, I'll be the one to treat you right. people may think I'm hella &lt;b&gt;SELFISH &lt;/b&gt;but the only thing it is, is that &lt;b&gt;I'M CRAZY OVER YOU &lt;/b&gt;ever since the first time I saw you, it was like &lt;b&gt;I FOUND LOVE &lt;/b&gt;at first sight. i love it all. i just get &lt;b&gt;SO ANXIOUS &lt;/b&gt;with i am going to see you, it doesn't matter how long we spend out time together,everything works with &lt;b&gt;LOVE &lt;/b&gt;you just got to know how it works. gosh.. pretty much just &lt;b&gt;THE LOOK&lt;/b&gt; that you give me, the smile. i love it. grr&lt;b&gt; EVERY LITTLE THING ABOUT YOU &lt;/b&gt;just makes me want to melt. you make everything in my life so good. &lt;b&gt;COULD YOU BE&lt;/b&gt; the one who can show me what i need.? i hope so.  but if we can't work things out then &lt;b&gt;CAN WE TALK &lt;/b&gt;about them.? i love just holding you. just touhing you, or just the fact that &lt;b&gt;I'M FEELING YOU &lt;/b&gt;in everyway possible way i can. baby you know if you ever need anything I'm going to always be here with &lt;b&gt;OPEN ARMS.&lt;/b&gt; just me and you. &lt;b&gt;TOGETHER AS ONE&lt;/b&gt;. i swear jenn &lt;b&gt;YOU'LL BE IN  HEART&lt;/b&gt;. no matter what. i love you sexy. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-88035984?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88035984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/88035984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#88035984' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-87935316</id><published>2003-01-23T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T19:22:52.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>....everytIme i think about love. i think bout us. cause its the way your making me feel. and i know its real.. and i cant stop giving it up, when you feel that you need my lovee. all you do is call on me. and baby you will see. &lt;b&gt;I'M ALL THAT YOU NEED!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-87935316?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87935316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87935316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87935316' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-87878153</id><published>2003-01-22T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-22T19:33:46.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;You can say I'm trippin' but I'm stingy&lt;br /&gt;And I can't hide it&lt;br /&gt;Wanna keep you all to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm selfish, why try to fight it&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one, with the only love&lt;br /&gt;That's strong enough to claim me&lt;br /&gt;So please forgive me, I'm just stingy&lt;br /&gt;But how can you blame me...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Baby, tell me how you do it &lt;br /&gt;'Cuz you got me so into it&lt;br /&gt;I'm gone, but I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;So amazing, captivating, elevating &lt;br /&gt;Any way you try to put it I wanna be your babe&lt;br /&gt;So if you (if you wanna put me on)&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind it's alright, I'm for it&lt;br /&gt;I would so adore it&lt;br /&gt;Nothing turns me on more than being with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;b&gt;No joking, you got me right where you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;I just hope you feel the same&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I don't want nothing to change&lt;br /&gt;This is where I wanna be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you wanna put me on&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind it's alright, I'm for it&lt;br /&gt;I would so adore it&lt;br /&gt;Nothing turns me on better than being with you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-87878153?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87878153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87878153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87878153' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-87795338</id><published>2003-01-21T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T11:01:04.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alot of you people might know who i am, maybe alot of you don't. but i am just here in jenn's blogg because i come to tell her how much i love her and that she is so sexy. I'm &lt;b&gt;HAPPY &lt;/b&gt;when i'm with her or when i'm just thinking about her. ok i must get going right about now. so if you are jocking jenn, i'm going to have to tell you to back up. sorry but she is mine. thank you and good bye.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word of the day: &lt;b&gt;DAYMM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-87795338?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87795338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87795338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87795338' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-87745550</id><published>2003-01-20T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T15:17:46.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;funny posts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;and no.. theyre NOT what&lt;br /&gt;YOU think..&lt;/i&gt; nasty ass. lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;illmatikrhymes&lt;/b&gt;: hahaha stop&lt;br /&gt;-jenn  D  0  E: lol ohk sheeeessh&lt;br /&gt;-jenn  D  0  E: im so not use to having sumone telling ME to stop.&lt;br /&gt;-jenn  D  0  E: :X ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;illmatikrhymes&lt;/b&gt;: ok ok keep going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;illmatikrhymes&lt;/b&gt;: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CsTrunksCs&lt;/b&gt;: bed still messy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CsTrunksCs&lt;/b&gt;: lol&lt;br /&gt;-jenn  D  0  E: oooo hugo.&lt;br /&gt;-jenn  D  0  E: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CsTrunksCs&lt;/b&gt;: o0o0o jenn ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CsTrunksCs&lt;/b&gt;: lol&lt;br /&gt;-jenn  D  0  E: lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-87745550?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87745550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87745550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87745550' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-87744529</id><published>2003-01-20T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T13:20:25.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;mlk weekend&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;b&gt;sunday nite&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;on tha subject of yesterday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;c HUMP n e ss&lt;/b&gt;: haha wow.. last nite jenn turned meeh on..  =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;c HUMP n e ss&lt;/b&gt;: freak freak freak&lt;br /&gt;-jenn  D  0  E: lol&lt;br /&gt;-jenn  D  0  E: dumbbb.&lt;br /&gt;-jenn  D  0  E: me a freaK?!&lt;br /&gt;-jenn  D  0  E: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;c HUMP n e ss&lt;/b&gt;: haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;c HUMP n e ss&lt;/b&gt;: UHM YESSSSSSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;-jenn  D  0  E: get over it. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;c HUMP n e ss&lt;/b&gt;: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;c HUMP n e ss&lt;/b&gt;: i cant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;c HUMP n e ss&lt;/b&gt;: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued later. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-87744529?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87744529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87744529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87744529' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-87665185</id><published>2003-01-18T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T00:55:36.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;now playing&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day and night, ierrnos what to do.&lt;br /&gt;yer always on my mind dreaming of you.&lt;br /&gt;it feels so right, but i know that its wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i know i got a man, juss cant leave u alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never thought that i could ever feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;all tha things that i believed in went away.&lt;br /&gt;right frum that start, you took my heart. &lt;br /&gt;im in love, what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;huh chump huh&lt;/i&gt;? heeeey william. :D lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-87665185?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87665185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87665185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87665185' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-87664071</id><published>2003-01-18T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-18T19:49:26.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;my first time at calskate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sssiighh. i felt like a little kid. i was sitting in tha corner talking to either william or chump on tha fonee, and i didnt even get to skate.. i was afraid of getting ran over by overly xcited teeny boppers. and i didnt wanna skate alone. *Sigh.. lol chump says im mean bkus i laughed everytime sumone fell... hahahahhaah sorries i cant help it. but aaawww i saw this lil boy fallll.. it was soo kutee! [i want a kid :\] hahaha but yeaaa.. joy took "care" of me. she bought me a green glow stick to entertain myself.. but ehhh.. *siggh juss sat there missing my sexy wife and her cousin. lol raaaaar! ahahah *sigggh. and then yeaaa.. was there basically until six.. lil kids like to make fun of me, and ask me questions.. sum of them were nice.. but ehh. :D so yeaaaa.. ierrnos. wen we left.. we went and rented tha long awaited movie i neeeedded to seee.. &lt;b&gt;queen of tha damned&lt;/b&gt;. i like tha book. and i love vampires. so yay. dont care what YOU think about it.. I like it. ahhaa :X but hMm. yeaaa.. ierrnos.. tha green glow stick has sum kind of affect on me now.. hahaa i keep playing wid it.. but anyways. yeaaa.. im doneee.. *cheeese*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-87664071?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87664071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87664071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87664071' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-87620697</id><published>2003-01-17T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T18:44:50.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=green&gt;&lt;font size=6&gt;&lt;b&gt;chump&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;font size=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tha only one who can claim me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::&lt;font color=black&gt;darling. yess imma freak. but thas tha true way we gotta hold it down. wink wink. and yess.. yess. we get each other jealous. but i guess it only sets our love on fire even moree.. raaar. tha chase is always fun. and sorries for signing off. sumone wanted to chek tha computer and i feel asleep waiting. :\ but yess. anyways.. *siggh i misss youuu.. ahHh.. daym. yer whole god daym family. whew. hahaa sorries for also leaving u wid weird abbey. but juss remember she means well. haha but ahhh.. my heads going blank frum missin you too much. so hurries bak homeee.. hommee.. as in.. my couch. lol spidey baby. i can climb up yer walls. *wink. lol whoa i think i am a freak. lol chumpp.. tsk tsk. &lt;b&gt;tha crazy things i do for love&lt;/b&gt; doot mee. and yess. *mwaaaaahhumppz!!! miss that leg of yers. hump my nerdface. lol ohh yeaaa. hahaa dorkus malorkus :D till tha next time i feel yer leg against .....  --&lt;b&gt;® chumps jenn&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;font color=green&gt; :::::&lt;font color=black&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-87620697?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87620697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87620697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87620697' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-87620518</id><published>2003-01-17T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T18:38:15.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;recap&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh finals.. this was tha hardest day of tha week. and haaa we had open notes too. how pathetic is that? lol but hMm. oh yeaa. well ahh i didnt sleep until like 3 bkus i was doing dumb things and not studying. first i signed off at 1130 ish. went to take a shower... get all dryed up and then i went off to write chumps letter.. and then i heard that stingy song and had to tell her about it inna letter and i was lazy to go downstairs and get tha lyrics off tha internet.. so i stood up listening to that song for forever hours.. and then read my &lt;i&gt;like water for chocolate&lt;/i&gt; book. i shouldve read it last year. hahaa meeeow. its very arousing. hahaa but anyways. so slept around three. and woke up at 715.. then first chem finals.. finished early.. listened to dashboard.. brunch. saw tha girls and my wife.. then saw williaaamm!! and he walked me part way to class.. started feeling sleepy and grouchy in history.. took that test. and then bell ranngg, walked wid my wife to tha front.. then to sexy sheri's car.. and then waited for william wid wandy. and we did our usual standing for an hour trick. :D hahah it was cool tho. and then wen wandy's mami came wid money and adobo.. christian came wid his rsx looking for his girlfren.. but then decided that he was hungry too.. and offered us a ride since we were going his way [thanks chris].. christian hada mcshaker thing or ierrnos.. and me and wandy had number eights. william ate tha adobo. :D and we ate in tha lil kids section.. ware after we ate i got to stare at them play wid tha lil toys. lol kuteeeeeee.. [i wanna kid :\] and hMm.. then once we got bak. ahh! mami called. and that was gay.. so went home early bkus mami found out i got out of skool early.. and now im home. :D ohk tha end. a brief story of my day. more to come later.. im still sleepy and my foots asleep. haha im not inna good condition to elaborate. miss yah wetahds!!! miss yah chump *wink. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-87620518?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87620518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87620518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87620518' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-87579193</id><published>2003-01-16T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T23:35:53.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;tha emo is still playing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;dashboard confessional&lt;/u&gt;: ender will save us all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its juss like you to contest*&lt;br /&gt;you wear it like a label on yer breast.&lt;br /&gt;dont u see what this takes of me?&lt;br /&gt;a certain callousness* complies&lt;br /&gt;with your charm and in your pride,&lt;br /&gt;a hopeful look draped in despise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i wanna give you whatever u need.&lt;br /&gt;what is it you need? is it what i need?&lt;br /&gt;whatever you need. what is it you need?&lt;br /&gt;is it within me? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hard to xplain how i am getting by on so&lt;br /&gt;little from you. its hard to believe that i would&lt;br /&gt;let myself get so wrapped in you. theres gotta&lt;br /&gt;be sumthing that would be worthwhile for me to&lt;br /&gt;give to you. we need a connection but you seem&lt;br /&gt;to push me far away frum you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;tha harder i push tha further i fall&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;u&gt;ender&lt;/u&gt;: one who makes an end to sumthing&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;u&gt;contest&lt;/u&gt;: to make a cause of dispute&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;u&gt;callousness&lt;/u&gt;: feeling no sympathy for others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-87579193?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87579193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87579193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87579193' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-87578321</id><published>2003-01-16T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T22:52:43.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;mood&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think theres sumthing wrong wid me. i juss dont know entirely what. its juss not a nice feeling to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;this ruined puzzle is beige wid tha pieces all face down.&lt;br /&gt;so tha placing goes slowly. tha pictures of anything other than&lt;br /&gt;its meant to be. but tha hours creep, tha patterns repeat.&lt;br /&gt;dont be concerned. you know ill be fine on my own....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-87578321?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87578321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87578321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87578321' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-87576218</id><published>2003-01-16T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T21:51:20.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha blogger is working again.. guess who terminated it for awhile.. ahem ahem it was all bkus of THIS blog.. lol and chump trying to sign it. couldve sworn that once she sed she finished and didnt know what to do.. blogger didnt work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but lol tha jamie kennedy show is sooooooooo funny. lol but ohk thas all i can think of now. hahaha bkus they had tha funniest thing ever. lol and ierrnos yeaa before that show there was 'tha surreal life' hahahah but ohk im done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today was another day of &lt;b&gt;william&lt;/b&gt;!! yayyyy.. after skool william,wandy, abegail, and jd were standing around talkingg til jovver came so that abegail and jd could play bball.. and yeaa williams super tall.. and wanddyyy!!! smileee darlingg. smillee.. ::hoootttdogggg:: lol oOoo and today i saw a bunch of boys in this one car.. and whoa. haha :] i flicked u guys off frum tha bottom of my heart. you guys are tha best c17 in tha whole wide world. but hMm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh im briefing myself. whyy!?!?! i need action.. ahora!! lol raaar*&lt;br /&gt;yeaah. chump loves me. but we're driftingg.. *sigggggghh. i think im juss gonna watch tv now.  :T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-87576218?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87576218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87576218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87576218' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-87522595</id><published>2003-01-15T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T20:44:21.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ai-y0.. haha sup there.. meeh nuffen much.. uhm.. just to let everyone know this is jenn's one n' only wifee [.&lt;b&gt;chumpness&lt;/b&gt;.] so0o uhm.. back the fwak up n' quit jockin my jenn d0e.. hehe iight uhm.. i dunno i'm bored.. i miss my jenn.. &lt;b&gt;wow so0o shexi&lt;/b&gt;.. ::sigh::  HAHA iight uhm.. its about.. 10:27 upon da pe-em on january eighth twothousandthree.. n' uhm..guess who i'm thinking of.. haha I'LL GIVE U A HINT.. &lt;b&gt;d0e&lt;/b&gt;.! hhaa iiht i'm come back to this.. i'm kinda tired n' i really duno how to werk this thing.. so0o yeha.. uhm.. take the best of cares.. mucho mahalerz.. MUAHHHH.. &lt;b&gt;i love u mizz jenn d0e forever i will..!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-87522595?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87522595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87522595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87522595' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-87514443</id><published>2003-01-15T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T20:10:25.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;xcuse yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;first off: happy blated bday joy. yer &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; a teen until yer age actually has that word it in. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yess anyways. hm.. yesterday i got a B on my french oral final!! whOoO!! so proud of myself. tho all i talked about what a subject i didnt really prepare for.. ahh i couldve done better if we talked about what i wanted to. grr.. but yess ohk ohk. anyways. today was math &amp; french finals. i think i did perdy good in math. i was struggling. it was tha last one that i had trouble wid.. but ehh oh wells. and hMm.. oh yeaa then french. i thought we had multiple choice stuff.. but NoOOOo it was all composition.. and blaahhh. still ohk.  stil ohk. finals should be fun. hahaha :D oh whoa.. yanno whas funny. thru out tha entire finals week. i get to see doan. lol :D lucky doan lucky. u get to see ME. lol woo you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but anyways. today was fun. parents didnt know i got out at 1240.. and they told me theyd pick me up at 5.. which they didnt. they picked me up at 530... but still good. bkus i got to spend time wid my fave wetahds. wandy &amp; weewuMM!!!!!!!!! haha thanks "uncle" for giving us a ride to and bak. and thanks wandy for having yer dad. today was funn. haha teenage mutant ninja turtles and greeen!! ahH!! :D but yayyyy i saw all this stuff that i wanttt... and hahha i had fun in atomic garage. raaarr. but Oo what else.. uMmm.. pins.. oOo starbucks man.. *sigh old navy and potty. rebound wid ms lynn loo la... &amp; OoOo sexx book. like water for chocolate! next on tha list: memoirs of a geisha. :] blaaahh!! :D but ohk ohk. its a really brief entry. but yess. gotta talk to people and continuing "studying" which includes eating and watchin tv. see yahs and bon chance avec tes examens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hey williamm&lt;/i&gt; raaaar.. so my neck eh? my neck? hahaa good times hun. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-87514443?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87514443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87514443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87514443' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-87458810</id><published>2003-01-14T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T21:05:20.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*siggh. grr this shit. i had this entry and stuff. but fuk. not inna mood to retype it all. stupid jenn had to clik a link. blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. whas wrong wid me?! is it juss finals week?!!! or am i juss.. *sniff. no fun... im not having fun anymore. lil things are starting to get to me.. and ahh.. grr. one resolution broken for shure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-87458810?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87458810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87458810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87458810' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-87402248</id><published>2003-01-13T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T21:23:01.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;hey wetahds, can u find yer IM box?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.fortunecity.com/jenn2/warewetahds.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;maann. lol aim plus is tha best.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-87402248?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87402248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87402248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87402248' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3998657.post-87398506</id><published>2003-01-13T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T20:03:59.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;dooms day times a week.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahHhh &lt;b&gt;finals&lt;/b&gt;. *sigh. starting ((for me)) tuesday jan. 14th.. [joy's 12th bday. ahh i knew her bday was tha work of the devil.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;schedule for tha week&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;b&gt;tuesday&lt;/b&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;french -oral, im number twenty three. hah!&lt;br /&gt;ap history- chapter seventeen dbq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;b&gt;wednesday&lt;/b&gt;:] &lt;br /&gt;algebra two - everything&lt;br /&gt;french - dictée &amp; composition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;b&gt;thursday&lt;/b&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;english three - tha crucible &amp; parts of speech junk&lt;br /&gt;ballet - vocab and presentation info&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;b&gt;friday&lt;/b&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;chem - everything&lt;br /&gt;ap history - everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3998657-87398506?l=unknown_jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87398506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3998657/posts/default/87398506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unknown_jenn.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87398506' title=''/><author><name>jenns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914311244097257672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
