<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452</id><updated>2009-02-21T07:33:58.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Peek Into My Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-108154821780825989</id><published>2004-04-09T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T15:07:22.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really really hot...everytime my records drop....radio says I won't stop....cuz' I'm killin 'em. That song was in my head. Well well. It's Friday no school today. B-day coming in like 10 days. School is almost over and Allison and I are not only gonna be in AOF together but also going to San Pedro camp! I love summer. This one better rock. I'm also gonna work at Sanp Pedro as a counselor for a couple weeks. Hope that will be memorable. Monika is going to high school, I'm so excited. I'll have someone to wake up with in the mornings, and someone to go home on the bus with! A little more then a week ago, Monika and I went to that Britney Spears concert. It was Hot Hot Hot! We had great seats but the crowd by us wasn't hyped up enough. Seeing the concert and Britney in front of me I though she's overrated. She's a great dancer and hott but without all her dancers and the lights and the special effects, she's not that amazing. And nowadays there are more girls that are hotter then her. But I still like this album of hers the best. SO I got into the Talent show. It will be this Friday. As Chip Douglas says, Congratulations to me! Hah, Krystal didn't get in and it got me pissed. I also won't be seeing her in Leadership next year, that sux. SO life's going well. I'm so tired of school though, all the work is just old now. AP test in less then a month! Eek! I want to pass but I won't be crying if I don't.  Just less then two months. We can do it.........This song here, has some really deep words. Heard this guy on Oprah, and the song is great, so here are the lyrics: Spend My Time by Clint Black&lt;br /&gt;How can we know how far, &lt;br /&gt;The long way can be? &lt;br /&gt;Looking from where we are, &lt;br /&gt;It never seemed that long to me. &lt;br /&gt;I've many miles behind me, &lt;br /&gt;Maybe not so much ahead. &lt;br /&gt;It seems I made good time, &lt;br /&gt;With the directions I misread. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna spend my time, &lt;br /&gt;Like it's going out of style. &lt;br /&gt;I'm moving the bottom line, &lt;br /&gt;Farther than a country mile. &lt;br /&gt;I still have hills to climb, &lt;br /&gt;Before I hit that wall. &lt;br /&gt;No matter how much time I buy, &lt;br /&gt;I can never spend it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing, that time: &lt;br /&gt;We're always running out. &lt;br /&gt;I'm always losing mine, &lt;br /&gt;There's not enough of it about. &lt;br /&gt;An' though it's always here, &lt;br /&gt;It will always come and go. &lt;br /&gt;The days become the years, &lt;br /&gt;That'll be gone before you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna spend my time, &lt;br /&gt;Like it's going out of style. &lt;br /&gt;I'm moving the bottom line, &lt;br /&gt;Better than a country mile. &lt;br /&gt;I still have hills to climb, &lt;br /&gt;Before I hit that wall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't go quietly into that dark night. &lt;br /&gt;There'll be no more burnin' daylight. &lt;br /&gt;I'll be living in, &lt;br /&gt;Every moment that I'm in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,I'm gonna spend my time, &lt;br /&gt;Like it's going out of style. &lt;br /&gt;I'll only use what's mine, &lt;br /&gt;I've been savin' for a while. &lt;br /&gt;I still have hills to climb, &lt;br /&gt;Before I hit that wall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much time I buy, &lt;br /&gt;I can never spend it all. &lt;br /&gt;No matter how much time we buy, &lt;br /&gt;We can never spend it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna spend my time. &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna spend my time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-108154821780825989?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/108154821780825989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/108154821780825989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108154821780825989' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-108152349644710185</id><published>2004-04-09T08:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T08:15:20.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="javascript:HaloScan('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;');" target="_self"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;postCount('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;'); &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-108152349644710185?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/108152349644710185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/108152349644710185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108152349644710185' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-108152347313713608</id><published>2004-04-09T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T08:14:57.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.haloscan.com/load.php?user=groovinbabe19"&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-108152347313713608?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/108152347313713608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/108152347313713608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108152347313713608' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-107739926833596240</id><published>2004-02-21T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T13:37:09.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oops sorry. turns out the milk is skim...NVM:-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-107739926833596240?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107739926833596240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107739926833596240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107739926833596240' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-107737839893347132</id><published>2004-02-21T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T07:49:18.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bored. I'm supposed to be jogging 5 miles right now but (heh) stopped at half a mile cuz i have a cramp. Dang it! LoL Got on the scale and lost another pound. But u know what? I'm deprevied of food. really, i feel weak. I felt so pumped up to jog the 5M this morning but now i feel like not doing it. I gotta do sumthin though...mabye after i get some energy. I'm pissed cuz today is the day I'm only to eat bananas and drink skim milk and water. My mom thought it was "fat free" milk so now we have a gallon of it. I already opened it so can't take it back, but I need some milk! My skim milk! I'm super strict when it comes to diets and I need what i need. I don't have it so I'm pissed cuz what if this won't let me lose weight! Guess I'll make it up by drinking the "fat fee" milk and jogging 5 miles (now 4.5) somewhere in the day. I need to lose weight as fast as possible, summer is coming soon. I'm tired of getting depressed by how I look. Won't go into it any further cuz what I'm thinking might really sound weird to u. SO I'll leave it at that. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-107737839893347132?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107737839893347132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107737839893347132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107737839893347132' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-107705626039404511</id><published>2004-02-17T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T14:20:15.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now lyrics from STARSHIP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking in your eyes I see a paradise&lt;br /&gt;This world that I found is too good to be true&lt;br /&gt;Standing here beside you, want so much to give you&lt;br /&gt;This love in my heart that I'm feeling for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let 'em say we're crazy, I don't care 'bout that&lt;br /&gt;Put your hand in my hand baby, don't ever look back&lt;br /&gt;Let the world around us just fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we can make it if we're heart to heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we can build this dream together, standing strong forever&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna stop us now&lt;br /&gt;And if this world runs out of lovers, we'll still have each other&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna stop us, nothing's gonna stop us now&lt;br /&gt;Woh woh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I found you, I'm not gonna lose you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes, I will stay here with you&lt;br /&gt;Take it to the good times, see it through the bad times&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes is what I'm gonna do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let 'em say we're crazy, what do they know&lt;br /&gt;Put your arms around me baby, don't ever let go&lt;br /&gt;Let the world around us just fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we can make it if we're heart to heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we can build this dream together, standing strong forever&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna stop us now&lt;br /&gt;And if this world runs out of lovers, we'll still have each other&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna stop us, nothing's gonna stop us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, all that I need is you, all that I ever need&lt;br /&gt;And all that I want to do, is hold you forever, forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;And we can build this dream together, standing strong forever&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna stop us now&lt;br /&gt;And if this world runs out of lovers, we'll still have each other&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna stop us, nothing's gonna stop us&lt;br /&gt;(And we can build this dream together, standing strong forever)&lt;br /&gt;Woh oh oh-oh-oh (nothing's gonna stop us now)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna stop us (world runs out of lovers)&lt;br /&gt;Now (we'll still have each other)&lt;br /&gt;(Nothing's gonna stop us) us now&lt;br /&gt;(And we can build this dream together) hey baby&lt;br /&gt;(Standing strong forever) I know&lt;br /&gt;(Nothing's gonna stop us now)&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/5045452-107705626039404511?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107705626039404511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107705626039404511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107705626039404511' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-107695194205469108</id><published>2004-02-16T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T09:22:10.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'># 15 is self-discipline &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-107695194205469108?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107695194205469108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107695194205469108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107695194205469108' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-107695147997458030</id><published>2004-02-16T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T09:13:54.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sooo it is Monday, no school, Valentine's Day has passed. I cheated. On the diet. Cuz its a holiday u know and I needed some tasty pleasures. Mmm was cheatimg good? very. Not to worry, I'm back on it again with my new best friend, the treadmill. So it is Monday like I said and I'm alone at home just being at peace. I know I have to accomplish some things throughout today, but am not going to think about them right now. I finished Fcat Explorer and have been listening to "Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now" by Starship for like an hour. This song has put me in a mood. A mood for romance. HeHe. Yes I feel there are those times when a single person, sitting at home, feels they want a boyfriend or girlfriend that will take them out somewhere, anywhere and they can just be together, make out, and have a good laugh. I'll get out of this mood probably when I stop listening to the song but for now, I'm daydreaming of having a guy here by me. Anywho I decided it's best to date a guy who you knew as a friend before, because if I found out a dude liked me and I went with him, I'd just feel awkward if we didn't know eachother before. So I've made a list of qualities I want my prince charming to have. Here goes: from most important to least&lt;br /&gt;#1. He needs to be madly in love with me. He needs to know how special I am and be certain that I'm the soul that was meant to be mates with his soul. This is because I can't like a guy who doesn't completely, fully like me.&lt;br /&gt;#2. Gotta be loyal and respectful. Sure you can look at other girls but you have to truly think I'm the most beautiful girl and respect me as your equal, not as someone below you.&lt;br /&gt;#3.Truthful. You have to tell me the truth always, thats all there is to it.&lt;br /&gt;#3.5. Makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;#4.Romantic. I need a man who I can be in love with forever. Thatmeans we have to keep our love alive by romanticizing everything. Kepp on flirting .This quality follows quality #1.&lt;br /&gt;#4. Good grinder. I dunno but ever since I saw save the Last Dance I've wanted a dude who can grind his body against mine when we dance. I just think its so sexy when a guy and you dance real close like in Dirty Dancing.&lt;br /&gt;#5. Know how to please a female. This one is adult material kids but this list will have no gaps because of fears of offending anyone.&lt;br /&gt;#6. Has to have goals for himself and at least try to fulfill them.&lt;br /&gt;#7. Has to play a sport(dancing to me is a sport) or at least exercise regularly.&lt;br /&gt;#8. Gotta be comfortable with himself nd be outgoing. &lt;br /&gt;#9. Good grades in school. &lt;br /&gt;#10. Taller then me.&lt;br /&gt;#11. Sexy eyes.&lt;br /&gt;#12. Moviebuff&lt;br /&gt;#13. not and aethiest. sorry but aethiests get me depressed&lt;br /&gt;#14. Be optimistic not a pessimist&lt;br /&gt;#15. Have self-disciple&lt;br /&gt;#16. Manners&lt;br /&gt;#17. Adventorous, by this I mean we can travel and he's not afraid to get his hands dirty&lt;br /&gt;# 18. Suprises me. ex:getaways, concert tickets, hot air balloon rides, I guess this one goes with # 4&lt;br /&gt;#19. Sings, diesnt have tp be good but likes to sing his songs and mabyes sing to me, like I would to him.&lt;br /&gt;#20. My family like him and visa versa.&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now because I need to go. Anyways, I believe I'll have this wonderful man soon. I dream I will. till later...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-107695147997458030?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107695147997458030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107695147997458030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107695147997458030' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-107603537173561308</id><published>2004-02-05T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T18:45:11.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES!! Its freakin gone! Now I can be at peace with one more thing :-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-107603537173561308?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107603537173561308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107603537173561308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107603537173561308' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-107603523602497600</id><published>2004-02-05T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T18:42:55.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm writing to get rid of the HEYYY thats so long its making everything else so long. soo, humm, humm I'm on Atkins, lost 11 lbs. in less then a month! &lt;br /&gt;So cant wait till Monika gets to high school, she's gonna have to wake up at 6! thats 2 hours earlier then when she does now. it'll be nice to share the pain with someone. I'm probably gonna have to wake her up. It'll be great, we'll ride the bus together, see eachother at school. Monika says to me her school life is easier because of me. She says people know who she is because they know me, like teachers and even students. Its very kool but I don't have that benefit. Its up to me to get "liked" and known by people and then Monika is automatically liked because she's my sister, an Olenderek. Though I know she's gonna have Mr. Robie, like I did, I don't know if she'll have any of my other teachers. But omg, I grew up so much 1st year in high school. I'm so scared for her. I want her to always stay my little great sister. Not some person flirting with boys and doing stupid things. I hope she stays on the right path. I believe she will. I will stay by her side and help her out, I love her and that's what I'm here for. Though she already doesn't really need help from me, I know I have some good advice. I hope she looks up to me. I'm trying to be a great role model, but I'm not perfect.  Well, in a few months, I'll see for myself if Monika will be Monika, or will she change to "fit in." Yeek! Either way, everything's gonna be alright :-)I have hope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-107603523602497600?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107603523602497600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107603523602497600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107603523602497600' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-107595389396879937</id><published>2004-02-04T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T20:07:12.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess my thoughts were incorrect. Tracy just got eliminated from the Mole!!! Now I think it's Rodman with my mum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-107595389396879937?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107595389396879937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107595389396879937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107595389396879937' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-107593939469298669</id><published>2004-02-04T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T16:05:33.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/ponygirl2008/1072978950_802_justin.jpg" border="0" alt="  "&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are going to marry Justin Tiberlake. He has a&lt;br&gt;wonderful sense of humor and pours his heart&lt;br&gt;and soul into everything he does or ever will&lt;br&gt;do. Congrats!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ponygirl2008/quizzes/Which%20male%20celebrity%20are%20you%20going%20to%20marry%3F%20(now%2012%20(i%20just%20added%20more%2C%20and%20still%20more%20to%20come!)results%20that%20have%20pics!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which male celebrity are you going to marry? (now 12 (i just added more, and still more to come!)results that have pics!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-107593939469298669?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107593939469298669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107593939469298669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107593939469298669' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-107593929182479688</id><published>2004-02-04T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T16:03:50.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/chaoscomesatnite/1073432781_csFaeWings.jpg" border="0" alt="FAE"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are blessed with &lt;b&gt;FAERY&lt;/b&gt; wings. Beauty,&lt;br&gt;laughter, life, magic...that's what you are all&lt;br&gt;about. You are refreshingly innocent and happy&lt;br&gt;with your life of purity and play. Life's a&lt;br&gt;game and it's a good one. In your eyes there's&lt;br&gt;no way to lose! You can be very mischeivous and&lt;br&gt;have been known to cause trouble, but it's all&lt;br&gt;in the name of fun and not meant to really harm&lt;br&gt;anyone. You like to play tricks on people who&lt;br&gt;aren't quite as bright or clever as you - which&lt;br&gt;is almost everyone. Nature is the setting you&lt;br&gt;prefer to be in - Always. Barefoot and wild you&lt;br&gt;can't be tamed. You're probably a restless&lt;br&gt;spirit who loves to travel, and quite a&lt;br&gt;dreamer. Your creativity is astounding and your&lt;br&gt;art (of whatever media - from writing to&lt;br&gt;painting to drama) is like something from&lt;br&gt;another world - ethereal and often very&lt;br&gt;fantasy-oriented. You can either be a social&lt;br&gt;butterfly or a loner with their head in the&lt;br&gt;clouds - but rarely inbetween. You stubbornly&lt;br&gt;refuse to accept responsibility or to give in&lt;br&gt;to the wishes of others - unless you feel like&lt;br&gt;it. You have a strong passion for music and&lt;br&gt;can't imagine life without it. You'll grow up&lt;br&gt;someday, but you'll always be a child at heart.&lt;br&gt;You are adventurous and love to take risks, and&lt;br&gt;feel a deep connection with the weather,&lt;br&gt;plants, and animals. You prefer sunshine to&lt;br&gt;thunder or snow, the warmth of summer to&lt;br&gt;autumn's chill, and quiet forests to suburban&lt;br&gt;backyards. Magic through and through, you are&lt;br&gt;far more powerful than you seem, and are&lt;br&gt;capable of being extremely passionate. Though&lt;br&gt;you can be childish, naive, stubborn, and self-&lt;br&gt;absorbed, one thing is certain - life with you&lt;br&gt;will never be boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/chaoscomesatnite/quizzes/*~*~*Claim%20Your%20Wings%20-%20Pics%20and%20Long%20Answers*~*~*/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;*~*~*Claim Your Wings - Pics and Long Answers*~*~*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-107593929182479688?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107593929182479688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107593929182479688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107593929182479688' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-107593882793949413</id><published>2004-02-04T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T15:56:06.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well well well. Havent wrote in a while I know. But instead of catching up, this one will be a short one, I gotta do stuff. So, Return of the King had come out and its wondeful, it won best picture at Golden Globes. Grammys this weekend! Oscars in 3 weekends! Monika and I have tickets to the Britney Spears concert on Monday on March 29, 2004. Have to admit I'm so excited. Her concerts are amazing from what I've seen on TV. Her Cd I do not have but "got hold of" all her songs anyway. This album is much better then her others I think. It's much more dancy and here are parts of some lyrics to some of her songs: SONG "TOUCH OF MY HAND"~"I shut myself out from the world so I can draw the blinds, and I teach myself to fly. Cause I just discovered, imagination's taking over, another day without a lover. The more I come to understand, the touch of my hand." SONG "BREATHE ON ME"~"Boy, don't stop cause I'm half way there. Just breathe on me, ooh baby just, breathe on me, we don't need top touch just...breathe." SONG "EARLY MORNIN`"~"I light your fire&lt;br /&gt;Your one desire, Pull on me, baby And I'll take you higher You should try her, So come over here and let's go so"&lt;br /&gt;Woah wonder how she's gonna perform those songs!!! Um watching celebrity mole and think Tracy Gold is the Mole! who knows though. Krystal's birthday is in March and she's taking me to IOA, Universal and a hotel. Jst me, her, and her mom. Real excited, haven't had room service in forever. Okay I g2g suddenly.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-107593882793949413?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107593882793949413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/107593882793949413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107593882793949413' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-10692871778470470</id><published>2003-11-19T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T16:13:33.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your soul is bound to the &lt;b&gt;White Rose&lt;/b&gt;: The&lt;br&gt;Pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I've been waiting in the dark for a long&lt;br&gt;time, shining my beacon of hope through the&lt;br&gt;shadow.  If you see me, don't you hide your&lt;br&gt;eyes from me."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The White Rose is associated with purity, honor,&lt;br&gt;and chastity.  It is governed by the goddess&lt;br&gt;Artemis and its sign is The Cross, or Agape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a White Rose, you are a person of your word.&lt;br&gt;You may have a strong moral code, but&lt;br&gt;regardless of your virtue, you always stay true&lt;br&gt;to yourself.  To you, love is the most pure of&lt;br&gt;emotional forms and it's just a matter of&lt;br&gt;waiting for it to bless you.  Some people may&lt;br&gt;say you are too idealistic, but it's only&lt;br&gt;because you don't want to mess things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/donarepa/quizzes/What%20Rose%20Is%20Your%20Soul%20Bound%20To%3F/"&gt;What Rose Is Your Soul Bound To?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-10692871778470470?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/10692871778470470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/10692871778470470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#10692871778470470' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-106928635922765163</id><published>2003-11-19T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T15:59:55.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dido - White Flag Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you think that I shouldn't still love you&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you that &lt;br /&gt;But if I didn't say it&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd still have felt it &lt;br /&gt;Where's the sense in that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder &lt;br /&gt;Or return to where we were &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I will go down with this ship&lt;br /&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender &lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door &lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I left too much mess &lt;br /&gt;And destruction to come back again &lt;br /&gt;And I caused but nothing but trouble &lt;br /&gt;I understand if you can't talk to me again &lt;br /&gt;And if you live by the rules of 'It's over' &lt;br /&gt;Then I'm sure that that makes sense &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I will go down with this ship &lt;br /&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender &lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door &lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we meet &lt;br /&gt;As I'm sure we will &lt;br /&gt;All that was then &lt;br /&gt;Will be there still &lt;br /&gt;I'll let it pass &lt;br /&gt;And hold my tongue &lt;br /&gt;And you will think &lt;br /&gt;That I've moved on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I will go down with this ship&lt;br /&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender &lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door &lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I will go down with this ship&lt;br /&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender &lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door &lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go down with this ship&lt;br /&gt;And I won't put my hands up and surrender &lt;br /&gt;There will be no white flag above my door &lt;br /&gt;I'm in love and always will be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-106928635922765163?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106928635922765163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106928635922765163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106928635922765163' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-106928615524975335</id><published>2003-11-19T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T15:56:31.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so its 6:40pm now and i feel like writing sumthin, anything at all. I'm convinced my computer is possessed by spirits cuz weird, unexplainable stuff keep happening. Hmmm. I called my parents for the 4th time though theyre not picking up the phone. The reason for the calling is to remind them to get paper towels and windex or sumthin cuz Yoko, my dog, is regurgitating in every place possible. That was a nice word there instead of puke or throw upLol-big words remind me of Dawson's Creek-I miss the show. YES! they called bac, whoopi. Today in English we learned subject-verb agreement. I love the song 'White Flag" by Dido. Its awesome. AWESOME o wow...like totally frak me out I mean right on..Marta sure is #1.............NOT. So i'll be stuck with cleaning up after Yoko since I'm the only one in the family not grossed out by it. Guess thats why I could be a doctor.....butI can't cuz i dunno how i would feel if a patient of mine dies in surgery. Ouch....big ouch. lol Thanksgiving break is next week. I'm extatic. No really....lol. I dont think I'll go to cgoir for 2 hours tonight...even though I was supposed to. I might go to the gym for an hour though.....if I dont procrastinate on my homework like I'm doing right now. SO I have nothing to wear tomorrow. Nothing to eat either. Its almost 7 now and I had a coke and 22 Dorito chips. Unhealthy yea but theres nothing else. And I'm hungry. Got 16 points left still so I'll use the rest for healthy food my rents r supposed to be buying now.  REminder to self~get picture book, or book itself of Dante's Inferno...very intersting book. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-106928615524975335?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106928615524975335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106928615524975335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106928615524975335' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-106826371842691817</id><published>2003-11-07T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T19:55:39.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Father Figure &lt;br /&gt;by George Michael &lt;br /&gt;That's all I wanted&lt;br /&gt;Something special, something sacred&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes&lt;br /&gt;For just one moment&lt;br /&gt;To be bold and naked&lt;br /&gt;At your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think that you'll never&lt;br /&gt;Understand me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this time is forever&lt;br /&gt;Say it can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Something special, someone sacred&lt;br /&gt;In your life&lt;br /&gt;Just for one moment&lt;br /&gt;To be warm and naked&lt;br /&gt;At my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think that you'll never&lt;br /&gt;Understand me&lt;br /&gt;But something tells me together&lt;br /&gt;We'd be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(baby)&lt;br /&gt;I will be your father figure&lt;br /&gt;(oh baby)&lt;br /&gt;Put your tiny hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;(I'd love to)&lt;br /&gt;I will be your preacher teacher&lt;br /&gt;(be your daddy)&lt;br /&gt;Anything you have in mind&lt;br /&gt;(it would make me)&lt;br /&gt;I will be your father figure&lt;br /&gt;(very happy)&lt;br /&gt;I have had enough of crime&lt;br /&gt;(please let me)&lt;br /&gt;I will be the one who loves you&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I wanted&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes love can be mistaken&lt;br /&gt;For a crime&lt;br /&gt;That's all I wanted&lt;br /&gt;Just to see my baby's&lt;br /&gt;Blue eyes shine&lt;br /&gt;This time I think my lover&lt;br /&gt;Understands me&lt;br /&gt;If we have faith in each other&lt;br /&gt;Then we can be&lt;br /&gt;Strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be your father figure&lt;br /&gt;Put your tiny hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;I will be your preacher teacher&lt;br /&gt;Anything you have in mind&lt;br /&gt;I will be your father figure&lt;br /&gt;I have had enough of crime&lt;br /&gt;I will be the one who loves you&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are the desert&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the sea&lt;br /&gt;If you ever hunger&lt;br /&gt;Hunger for me&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you ask for&lt;br /&gt;That's what I'll be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you remember the ones who have lied&lt;br /&gt;Who said that they cared&lt;br /&gt;But then laughed as you cried&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful darling&lt;br /&gt;Don't think of me&lt;br /&gt;Because all I ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;It's in your eyes baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;And love can't lie, no&lt;br /&gt;(greet me with the eyes of a child)&lt;br /&gt;My love is always telling me so&lt;br /&gt;(heaven is a kiss and a smile)&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on, hold on&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you go, my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be your father figure&lt;br /&gt;Put your tiny hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;I will be your preacher teacher&lt;br /&gt;Anything you have in mind&lt;br /&gt;I will be your father figure&lt;br /&gt;I have had enough of crime&lt;br /&gt;(so I am gonna love you)&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;I will be your father&lt;br /&gt;I will be your preacher&lt;br /&gt;I will be your father&lt;br /&gt;(I'll be your daddy)&lt;br /&gt;I will be the one who loves you&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-106826371842691817?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106826371842691817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106826371842691817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106826371842691817' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-106826307789767088</id><published>2003-11-07T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T19:44:58.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Homecoming dance was about a week ago. It was fun. LoL yea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-106826307789767088?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106826307789767088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106826307789767088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106826307789767088' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-106745829368809190</id><published>2003-10-29T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T12:11:41.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/T1000/1067027567_DNiceHalloweenJack.JPG" border="0" alt="svsvsvs"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hello, my happy friend. You have high spirits and&lt;br&gt;know how to have a good time. When your friends&lt;br&gt;go out, most likely they invite you almost all&lt;br&gt;the time. You most likely will enjoy your&lt;br&gt;Halloween. Good for you. Keep up the&lt;br&gt;experiment. You probably light people's dark&lt;br&gt;days with your smiles and laughter. Although&lt;br&gt;you're good, doesn't mean you're an angel. You&lt;br&gt;can tend to have a scary and/or other type of&lt;br&gt;side to you. As long as you have fun, do your&lt;br&gt;scares this Halloween. Have a safe and happy&lt;br&gt;one, Joyous Pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/T1000/quizzes/What%20Halloween%20Figure%20Are%20You%3F%20(Fun%20Quiz!%20MANY%20RESULTS!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Halloween Figure Are You? (Fun Quiz! MANY RESULTS!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-106745829368809190?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106745829368809190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106745829368809190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106745829368809190' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-106745766269204170</id><published>2003-10-29T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T12:01:11.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: happy and powerful! HeHe&lt;br /&gt;Current Song: "Theres Gotta Be More TO Life" by Stacie Orrico&lt;br /&gt;So currently I'm belting out songs cause I'm feeling I dunno ?"singfull"?&lt;br /&gt;This week @ WSHS its HOMECOMING week! woo! Its the week where in most classes you dont do work but watch movies, decorate doors, do nothing, ect. All except Latin of course. No Mr. Robie will not let us have the pleasure of coming into his class and not learning something new! HaHa&lt;br /&gt;SO last night which was October 28th(so I can remember) was the 1st annual Kareoke Night titled Look At Me Now. Well it was awesome and I wish I can relive it all. I was a performer and so was Krystal Foggs! Woo go Krystal. And there were like 10 other acts. Anywho I danced/lip sync to Britney's concert remix of I Can't Get No Satisfaction/ Oops I Did It Again. Words can not explain how I felt when I was doing it. omg. Everyone was shocked I could dance that way. That night and the Mr and Mrs WSHS night are my favorite performances I ever did. This is what I want to do in the future. I really do. Xept that I'm not stupid and I know the chances of becoming the next Britney are less likely then getting struck by lightening but I think to myself...I loved to perform when I was so little and I never really stopped. Some people go throght phases where they want to perform but that is not what they really want so they try other things, sports, ect. ect. But I hope that like so far in my life I will never give up performing. Not if i have the chance to have another night like I had last night. I don't do it to become popular, I do it cause I like the feeling, I like the way you can put a smile on people, I love when people can feel what you do and get up and dance. Man I know right now that last night was the best performance I've had ever in my life. And HaHa noone has it taped so it will only be in my memory and others who saw it. This all sounds  corny but I have to express this corniness out of me and this is a journal anyway. So I'm away to take a relaxing hour in bed be4 Oprah comes on then homework...mabye gym?LoL &lt;br /&gt;Ka Surra Surra&lt;br /&gt;Whatever Will Be Will Be&lt;br /&gt;The Future Is Not Ours To See&lt;br /&gt;Ka Surra Surra : - P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-106745766269204170?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106745766269204170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106745766269204170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106745766269204170' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-106685989660424176</id><published>2003-10-22T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T14:58:15.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hilary Duff-So Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can change your life&lt;br /&gt;(If you wanna)&lt;br /&gt;You can change your clothes&lt;br /&gt;(If you wanna)&lt;br /&gt;If you change your mind&lt;br /&gt;Well that's the way it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm gonna keep your jeans&lt;br /&gt;And your old black hat&lt;br /&gt;('Cuz I wanna)&lt;br /&gt;They look good on me&lt;br /&gt;You're never gonna get them back&lt;br /&gt;At least not today&lt;br /&gt;Not today&lt;br /&gt;Not today, 'cuz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's over let it go and&lt;br /&gt;Come tomorrow it will seem&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a bird&lt;br /&gt;That's already flown away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh it off&lt;br /&gt;Let it go and&lt;br /&gt;When you wake up it will seem&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you heard that I'm gonna be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can say you're bored&lt;br /&gt;(If you wanna)&lt;br /&gt;You can act real tough&lt;br /&gt;(If you wanna)&lt;br /&gt;You could say you're torn&lt;br /&gt;But I've heard enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;You've made my mind up for me&lt;br /&gt;When you started to ignore me&lt;br /&gt;Do you see a single tear&lt;br /&gt;It isn't gonna happen here&lt;br /&gt;At least not today&lt;br /&gt;Not today&lt;br /&gt;Not today, 'cuz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's over let it go and&lt;br /&gt;Come tomorrow it will seem&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a bird&lt;br /&gt;That's already flown away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh it off&lt;br /&gt;Let it go and&lt;br /&gt;When you wake up it will seem&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you heard that I'm gonna be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're over me, I'm already over you&lt;br /&gt;If it's all been done, What is left to do&lt;br /&gt;How can you hang up,If the line is dead&lt;br /&gt;If you walk out, I'm a step ahead&lt;br /&gt;If you're movin' on, I'm already gone&lt;br /&gt;If the light is off, Then it isn't on&lt;br /&gt;At least not today&lt;br /&gt;Not today&lt;br /&gt;Not today, 'cuz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's over let it go and&lt;br /&gt;Come tomorrow it will seem&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a bird&lt;br /&gt;That's already flown away&lt;br /&gt;Laugh it off&lt;br /&gt;Let it go and&lt;br /&gt;When you wake up it will seem&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you heard you're so (yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's over let it go and&lt;br /&gt;Come tomorrow it will seem&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a bird&lt;br /&gt;That's already flown away&lt;br /&gt;Laugh it off&lt;br /&gt;Let it go and&lt;br /&gt;When you wake up it will seem&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you heard that I'm gonna be okay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-106685989660424176?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106685989660424176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106685989660424176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106685989660424176' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-106636923501546891</id><published>2003-10-16T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T22:40:34.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This song right here is dedicated to someone ummm..yea ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fighter Lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I, thought I knew you&lt;br /&gt;Thinking, that you were true&lt;br /&gt;I guess I, I couldn't trust&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your bluff time is up&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've had enough&lt;br /&gt;You were, there by my side&lt;br /&gt;Always, down for the ride&lt;br /&gt;But your, joy ride just came down in flames&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your greed sold me out of shame, mmhmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of the stealing and cheating&lt;br /&gt;You probably think that I hold resentment for you&lt;br /&gt;But, uh uh, oh no, you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know just how capable I am to pull through&lt;br /&gt;So I wanna say thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it makes me that much stronger&lt;br /&gt;Makes me work a little bit harder&lt;br /&gt;It makes me that much wiser&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;Made me learn a little bit faster&lt;br /&gt;Made my skin a little bit thicker&lt;br /&gt;Makes me that much smarter&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never, saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;All of, your backstabbing&lt;br /&gt;Just so, you could cash in&lt;br /&gt;On a good thing before I realized your game&lt;br /&gt;I heard, you're going around&lt;br /&gt;Playing, the victim now&lt;br /&gt;But don't, even begin&lt;br /&gt;Feeling I'm the one to blame&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you dug your own grave, uh huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of the fights and the lies&lt;br /&gt;Yes you wanted to harm me but that won't work anymore&lt;br /&gt;Uh, no more, oh no, it's over&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if it wasn't for all of your torture&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know how to be this way now, and never back down&lt;br /&gt;So I wanna say thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it makes me that much stronger&lt;br /&gt;Makes me work a little bit harder&lt;br /&gt;Makes me that much wiser&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;Made me learn a little bit faster&lt;br /&gt;Made my skin a little bit thicker&lt;br /&gt;It makes me that much smarter&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanx for the lyrics Christina :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-106636923501546891?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106636923501546891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106636923501546891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106636923501546891' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-106588723632346877</id><published>2003-10-11T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T08:47:15.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-106588723632346877?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106588723632346877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106588723632346877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106588723632346877' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5045452.post-106540754606784774</id><published>2003-10-05T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T19:32:25.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033715650_ureOrlando.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;Adventure Orlando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/orliwhore/quizzes/What%20Orlando%20Bloom%20are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Orlando Bloom are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5045452-106540754606784774?l=lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106540754606784774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5045452/posts/default/106540754606784774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lordoftheringsfanforever.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106540754606784774' title=''/><author><name>Marta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14097600946127719226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04490304301434966726'/></author></entry></feed>