<?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-6736916785185032349</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:58:28.668-04:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='Pop'/><category term='Dublin'/><category term='books'/><category term='white people.'/><category term='beach'/><category term='phone abuse'/><category term='none this time'/><category term='super heroes.'/><category term='Nerds.'/><category term='pool'/><category term='Blue October'/><category term='School.'/><category term='American Idol.'/><category term='last night.'/><category term='boredom.'/><category term='society'/><category term='iPod'/><category term='Spanish teachers'/><category term='twilight'/><category term='even stevens'/><category term='castle'/><category term='myspace'/><category term='braces'/><category term='Yummy guys'/><category term='linkin park'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='my chemical romance'/><category term='Jimmy Kimmel'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='bums'/><category term='culture'/><category term='Noise'/><category term='Chick Flicks'/><category term='music'/><category term='bulletins'/><category term='Cleaning'/><category term='jobs'/><category term='brats'/><category term='food'/><category term='school. fat people'/><category term='Mandy'/><category term='metaphors.'/><category term='Screamo'/><category term='Star Wars'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='play practice'/><category term='fats'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='snow'/><title type='text'>holding out for a hero.</title><subtitle type='html'>a sad, lonely place where i type and no one reads.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-7877032496782706899</id><published>2010-05-01T19:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T23:29:28.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Children of the revolution.</title><content type='html'>ohai&lt;br /&gt;this is Kayla.&lt;br /&gt;I stole Ivy's blog for the night :)&lt;br /&gt;Originally it was just to make her blog cute.&lt;br /&gt;because mine is awfully cute as of 20 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;But its hard to find pictures of cute Mexican things.&lt;br /&gt;Google is fickle with that kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAI IVY'S PARENTS!&lt;br /&gt;I'm Kayla -waves-&lt;br /&gt;Nice to formally meet you.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i get to ACTUALLY meet you soon.&lt;br /&gt;Not just waving frantically from another car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Ivy's other readers...&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she fabulous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'm ganna go away now.&lt;br /&gt;BAI NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw;;&lt;br /&gt;Ivy's cool header?&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;I made that :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-7877032496782706899?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7877032496782706899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=7877032496782706899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/7877032496782706899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/7877032496782706899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/05/children-of-revolution.html' title='Children of the revolution.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-196439082310680407</id><published>2010-04-23T16:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T16:40:58.265-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on the computer.</title><content type='html'>At my house. hey guys.&lt;br /&gt;parents. geeettt off. &lt;br /&gt;now. &lt;br /&gt;now. &lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi. &lt;br /&gt;I'm on a computer.&lt;br /&gt;A real computer.&lt;br /&gt;At my house.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna party tonight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exciting yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the phone too. &lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;this was quite the fascinating blog post. &lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-196439082310680407?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/196439082310680407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=196439082310680407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/196439082310680407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/196439082310680407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-on-computer.html' title='I&apos;m on the computer.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-2061076070511833568</id><published>2010-04-22T20:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T20:12:08.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here to tell you that I'm sorry I was sorry.</title><content type='html'>But i'm happy that youre happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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sorry.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-2423112388459810013</id><published>2010-04-22T09:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T09:06:21.338-04:00</updated><title type='text'>illuminate the "no's" on their vacancy signs.</title><content type='html'>That song makes my chest hurt a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just saying. &lt;br /&gt;according to the typing test I just took, i type at 36 wpm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lies, I'm way faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just reading Kayla's 2009 posts. &lt;br /&gt;Bored.&lt;br /&gt;it's 9:04, gotta get ready to leave this class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I've got 6 minutes, and I'm going to use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel weird right now,&lt;br /&gt;anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like, happy.&lt;br /&gt;but there's a knot in my stomach, &lt;br /&gt;and i'd like to know it's orgin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. how are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-2423112388459810013?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2423112388459810013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=2423112388459810013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2423112388459810013'/><link 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clase?&lt;br /&gt;no se.&lt;br /&gt;estoy escribiendo en espanol,&lt;br /&gt;si no sabes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi boca duele.&lt;br /&gt;es mal. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me encanta esta cancion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all I ever wanted to do was to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;just to be in love.&lt;br /&gt;I just lost it, &lt;br /&gt;and I can't believe it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es triste. y encantador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi pelo, &lt;br /&gt;esta un lio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maaallll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jacob decio: that's a lot of spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no puedes entender.&lt;br /&gt;^ me gusta la cosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero no quiero una persona que puede hablar espanol leer esta blog,&lt;br /&gt;porque no se si que esta cierto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-4122759743965827644?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4122759743965827644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=4122759743965827644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4122759743965827644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4122759743965827644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/04/watch-all-our-heroes-sell-car-on-tv.html' title='watch all our heroes sell a car on tv.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-5897239436400262818</id><published>2010-04-22T08:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:33:17.552-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it was the way that he smiled and said, "you won't feel a thing."</title><content type='html'>when the lights all went out, we watched our lives on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the roar of the crowd that gave me heartache to sing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-5897239436400262818?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5897239436400262818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=5897239436400262818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/5897239436400262818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/5897239436400262818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-was-way-that-he-smiled-and-said-you.html' title='it was the way that he smiled and said, &quot;you won&apos;t feel a thing.&quot;'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-1225081729461655133</id><published>2010-04-22T08:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:30:41.041-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the palace at 4 am.</title><content type='html'>ohey.&lt;br /&gt;I did my work today. and I finshed. &lt;br /&gt;I now have pleeenttttty of blogging time. &lt;br /&gt;sweet.&lt;br /&gt;so now I hate talking,&lt;br /&gt;this lisp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob is next to me googleing strange relgions and reading about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sort of gave up on Jesus, he's never done anything for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'mma creepy stalker who looks out of her window into the neighbor's window.&lt;br /&gt;A neighbor with whom I'm currently not speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to A.C. Newman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also about to publisih this and start another.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-1225081729461655133?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/1225081729461655133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=1225081729461655133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/1225081729461655133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/1225081729461655133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/04/palace-at-4-am.html' title='the palace at 4 am.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-8349385284953423469</id><published>2010-04-22T08:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:01:52.397-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this is what they told us before pulling the trigger.</title><content type='html'>I think I want some banana bread. &lt;br /&gt;totally random header by the way.&lt;br /&gt;ok,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guhsdfgshdgfreaking lisp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-8349385284953423469?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/8349385284953423469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=8349385284953423469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/8349385284953423469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/8349385284953423469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-what-they-told-us-before.html' title='this is what they told us before pulling the trigger.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-4119787805758728824</id><published>2010-04-21T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T21:45:39.028-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mo-bile</title><content type='html'>I'm on my iPod. Hello. &lt;br /&gt;You should know,&lt;br /&gt;I'm replaying today in my mind, &lt;br /&gt;and it's not even real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-4119787805758728824?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4119787805758728824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=4119787805758728824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4119787805758728824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4119787805758728824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/04/mo-bile.html' title='Mo-bile'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-7657020719593542854</id><published>2010-04-20T08:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T08:43:44.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGGUESSWHATHI..</title><content type='html'>Dear Kayla,&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading Oscar's blog for this whole period.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm like,&lt;br /&gt;engulfed in how he feels.&lt;br /&gt;Because his bitching facinates me.&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to know what omgguesswhathi is.&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div 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title='OMGGUESSWHATHI..'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-2094922674313025842</id><published>2010-04-20T08:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T08:27:19.115-04:00</updated><title type='text'>play that song for me</title><content type='html'>3oh!3 is sexy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-2094922674313025842?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-1332919013362409235</id><published>2010-04-20T08:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T08:25:08.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and even if you don't dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;don't dance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she knows not to be just another wife in waiting, so she's just a widow that I'm dating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-1332919013362409235?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/1332919013362409235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-7072192544551331862</id><published>2010-04-20T07:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T08:23:54.605-04:00</updated><title type='text'>all it would be is a broken bracelet.</title><content type='html'>yesterday was funn.&lt;br /&gt;we were being weirdos.&lt;br /&gt;something I love doing, quite honestly.&lt;br /&gt;because what do you enjoy more then yelling at the track team to take their shirts off?&lt;br /&gt;um, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so maybe this time, you'll get off my blog.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, please do get off.&lt;br /&gt;Because how many rude posts will it take?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Kayla,&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Raul when I read that lumberjack thing, and I was like, tell me how to say this. and he was like... i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;bucheron.&lt;br /&gt;beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to tell you that it will all be over the second Matt decides to read your blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jacob,&lt;br /&gt;You're reading over my shoulder. Wanna do my work today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Cheezits,&lt;br /&gt;I wish you weren't so delicious. Seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Parents,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you never ever ever read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss blogging,&lt;br /&gt;because my parents took you away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahh blaah blaaaaahhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they could go and be like danny's parents and call the entire freaking world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;way to have no pride in your son.&lt;br /&gt;or... care about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't talked to him since last thursday.&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for him to come and say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what today is.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;guess what happened two weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;not telling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh. Colby has my jacket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my chapstick and gum.&lt;br /&gt;certainly makes &lt;em&gt;los besos&lt;/em&gt; quite difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should do my work.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have headphones today.&lt;br /&gt;That bloows.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and after school will suck.&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT!&lt;br /&gt;I forgot skate pants. &lt;br /&gt;Oh my genitals.&lt;br /&gt;(:DDDDDDDD)&lt;br /&gt;shhiitttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;no, &lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to 3oh!3 yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;they're really cool. &lt;br /&gt;and they make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're what I listen to when I need to get, like puumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tongue in cheek till the hole burns out of her mouth. and&lt;br /&gt;fingers crossed like the promise of cub scouts&lt;br /&gt;and we know that the picture in her heart shaped locket is far&lt;br /&gt;from an inanimate object.&lt;br /&gt;she's as dark as the blood pulsing under her skin,&lt;br /&gt;still afraid of the boogey man under her bed&lt;br /&gt;and we know that the ashes in the urn was a person,&lt;br /&gt;and we never should have burned him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;break it down to a fraction,&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing decimal subtraction &lt;br /&gt;to find a reaction.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-7072192544551331862?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7072192544551331862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=7072192544551331862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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day.</title><content type='html'>I like radiohead.&lt;br /&gt;aannnd I want more people to read my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-3051695052120691062?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/3051695052120691062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=3051695052120691062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/3051695052120691062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/3051695052120691062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/04/second-post-in-one-day.html' title='second post in one day.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-3795805105129423533</id><published>2010-04-13T19:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T19:23:04.995-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I apologize for you not liking my flaws, I thought they suited me quite well.</title><content type='html'>first off,&lt;br /&gt;get off my page. right now.&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;close the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no you, they know who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of where I am.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also sick of being run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could leave, and not come back, I would.&lt;br /&gt;there's a lot say, except I know the people I told to leave haven't left yet.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all would.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-3795805105129423533?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/3795805105129423533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=3795805105129423533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/3795805105129423533'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;dear kayla,&lt;br /&gt;did you get my coke thingy?&lt;br /&gt;it's my hope and dream that you turn it into a bracelet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to do dr. K's homework.&lt;br /&gt;I'm eating fish sticks. mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fatty fat fat fat face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-813058474018270788?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/813058474018270788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=813058474018270788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/813058474018270788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/813058474018270788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/04/castle-makes-me-want-to-be-cop.html' title='castle makes me want to be a cop'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-556625067084905041</id><published>2010-04-11T14:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T14:40:27.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful things said</title><content type='html'>pretty early in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;or late at night.&lt;br /&gt;these things that aren't really forgettable,&lt;br /&gt;and make my stomach twist into lovely knots to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just lost the game.&lt;br /&gt;you're welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-556625067084905041?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/556625067084905041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=556625067084905041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/556625067084905041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/556625067084905041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/04/beautiful-things-said.html' title='beautiful things said'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-7888054082946176376</id><published>2010-04-10T14:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T14:56:18.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>being around you makes me not trust anyone.</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;so today, I fell like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;that wasn't before I was like, thisclose to landing my axel. that's right. thisclose.&lt;br /&gt;thiissscloseee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just didn't land. I rotated, and my right foot came down. stuupid right foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so kayla,&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you makes me lose the game.&lt;br /&gt;but also, on your blog, I understood who you were talking about first paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I will continue.&lt;br /&gt;because really? try hypocrisy.&lt;br /&gt;it's what you do. and when you're a jerk,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it makes you happy, or if it makes you feel like you fit in.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe you're so bohemian you're going for that i-don't-care-what-you-think attitude,&lt;br /&gt;except now it's just irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm basketball gaming tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I want to swim.&lt;br /&gt;I want to swim.&lt;br /&gt;I also want to go see Blue October tomorrow, and OK Go on may 5, and dr. dog on may 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the Green Mile last night. and that was sad.&lt;br /&gt;and oddly good.&lt;br /&gt;like, i want to watch it again.&lt;br /&gt;and again.&lt;br /&gt;and it's weird, because it's haunting.&lt;br /&gt;But I want to fully understand it because it's interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching flash forward,&lt;br /&gt;now I'm watching Modern Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say I feel fat, when in fact I feel skinny.&lt;br /&gt;in a baad way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and last night was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-7888054082946176376?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7888054082946176376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=7888054082946176376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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bridget!</title><content type='html'>and I'm on her computer, I just thought I should blog.&lt;br /&gt;because blogging was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did I tell you guys about my brownie cupcakes?!&lt;br /&gt;they're f'amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're brownie batter,&lt;br /&gt;baked in cupcake cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're just doing girl stuff,&lt;br /&gt;watching america's next top model,&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna watch titanic next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know what happened to me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;and bridget called me,&lt;br /&gt;and we talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO MEMORY OF THIS.&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh.&lt;br /&gt;it's a good thing she's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that could get me into trouble someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, ok.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-6493841249409029069?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/6493841249409029069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=6493841249409029069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/6493841249409029069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/6493841249409029069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-with-bridget.html' title='I&apos;m with bridget!'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-7957394222972057193</id><published>2010-04-09T15:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T15:54:49.285-04:00</updated><title type='text'>repeat after me: I am completely helpless.</title><content type='html'>It's like, I don't want to hate them,&lt;br /&gt;But I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bad habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crypic, I should stop.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fat too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-7957394222972057193?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7957394222972057193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=7957394222972057193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/7957394222972057193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/7957394222972057193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/04/repeat-after-me-i-am-completely.html' title='repeat after me: I am completely helpless.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-2151865699004373806</id><published>2010-04-07T15:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T15:52:04.045-04:00</updated><title type='text'>myxomatosis</title><content type='html'>creepy.&lt;br /&gt;should save the date,&lt;br /&gt;april 6.&lt;br /&gt;not today,&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wow, I'm all cool and cryptic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa, AAR is cool.&lt;br /&gt;they're amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to one of their concerts and mosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually no,&lt;br /&gt;I'd like die in a mosh pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh haha. he goes and kisses random women in the audience.&lt;br /&gt;f'amazing.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which,&lt;br /&gt;anyone who reads this,&lt;br /&gt;which is like no one.&lt;br /&gt;but if you do,&lt;br /&gt;and want to lend me your kanye cd I'd be happy :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Big Bang Theory.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bum who has to catch up on my television.&lt;br /&gt;I need to watch a lot to catch up,&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to do some crunches and stuff yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging, so I can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-2151865699004373806?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2151865699004373806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-1234636246828957689</id><published>2010-04-06T22:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T22:24:34.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not easy living like this.</title><content type='html'>chilling.&lt;br /&gt;that's chilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got chills.&lt;br /&gt;anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;like drinking coffee,&lt;br /&gt;I've got artificial feelings.&lt;br /&gt;they churn my stomach and numb my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a blog is clearly the place to sort out my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing doesn't relax me, oddly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sulking,&lt;br /&gt;walking around the city after dark&lt;br /&gt;need protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 separate cars honk at me when I walk home.&lt;br /&gt;not so much for self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hide in my clothes,&lt;br /&gt;crawl through my kitchen sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;scatterbrained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I feel so tongue-tied.&lt;br /&gt;Twitching and salivating like myxomatosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chilling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-1234636246828957689?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/1234636246828957689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=1234636246828957689' title='0 Comments'/><link 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don't like clingy people.</title><content type='html'>true story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-8667021385781078241?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/8667021385781078241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=8667021385781078241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/8667021385781078241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/8667021385781078241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-like-clingy-people.html' title='i don&apos;t like clingy people.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-3599306506847438840</id><published>2010-04-06T19:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T20:02:36.922-04:00</updated><title type='text'>turn my feelings off</title><content type='html'>make me untouchable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home, and it was warmer.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't recognize my street,&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the smell of my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how I felt too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is weird, my mind is swarming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to say.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting things that happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;But it's human instinct to whine, and that's what I feel drawn to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm just like gosh, Hop off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in my room and my luggage isn't here,&lt;br /&gt;great. &lt;br /&gt;That's my summer clothes, right there. But no, not like I needed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Kayla,&lt;br /&gt;I like reading letters you write to me on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dad,&lt;br /&gt;It would make me feel more comfortable if you didn't read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mom,&lt;br /&gt;The same goes for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like seeing what my daughter is up to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you could ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead you claim that the laundry lady takes the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be doing an SAT packet right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly can't get through. I've got a lot in my mind right now. Not on, but in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I go to empty it out, but it doesn't come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-3599306506847438840?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/3599306506847438840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=3599306506847438840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/3599306506847438840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/3599306506847438840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/04/turn-my-feelings-off.html' title='turn my feelings off'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-5494567883875873654</id><published>2010-03-25T17:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T17:50:02.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;you don't even know it yet.</title><content type='html'>have you noticed that i always give my blogs amazing titles?&lt;br /&gt;I actually really like them.&lt;br /&gt;they typically make sense to me, but no one else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm really cool.&lt;br /&gt;so are the people I walked home with today.&lt;br /&gt;people I'm in fact, not that close with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were those scary white kids who shout at the private schoolers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a pretty good day.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to be leaving.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it SUCKS to be leaving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably have to go.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be getting weird looks from my parents.&lt;br /&gt;I feel cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-5494567883875873654?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5494567883875873654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=5494567883875873654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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pop!</title><content type='html'>he reads this. did you know that?&lt;br /&gt;i need:&lt;br /&gt;flats&lt;br /&gt;bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literally, i need them. &lt;br /&gt;because I'm leaving tomorrow and I kind of won't be able to get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literally, i NEED them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss blogging, but in the mean time I'll write down my thoughts and share them when I get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know the problem with putting clothes in with family laundry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it never comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hang me up to dry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-7460173127373680510?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7460173127373680510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-6621410541119297423</id><published>2010-03-23T22:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:00:25.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't feel cute.</title><content type='html'>and i'm speechless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-6621410541119297423?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/6621410541119297423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=6621410541119297423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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with me.&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I was like dying laughing today. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went to the doctor. where there are these whiny kids who cryyyy.&lt;br /&gt;and scream. and&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;my appointment is at 3:00.&lt;br /&gt;I have a history project to do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the waiting room at 3:30.&lt;br /&gt;I have a project to do.&lt;br /&gt;I don't actually do anything until 4:00,&lt;br /&gt;where they weigh me and I lost 11 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;They ask me questions and take my blood pressure, low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have anemia.&lt;br /&gt;I probably have anemia.&lt;br /&gt;I hate doctors.&lt;br /&gt;they're stupid.&lt;br /&gt;"you should eat meat."&lt;br /&gt;um, no.&lt;br /&gt;not happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you could say bad day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-3939517745323062516?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-6083319151831597746</id><published>2010-03-22T19:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T23:00:44.731-04:00</updated><title type='text'>heeeeeeeeeeeere's my day.</title><content type='html'>tired.&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;up laate.&lt;br /&gt;up early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-6083319151831597746?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/6083319151831597746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-3866443245747603520</id><published>2010-03-21T16:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T16:20:40.865-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I would have a boner if I were any other guy."</title><content type='html'>"But you don't?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, we're too close for that."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-3866443245747603520?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/3866443245747603520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=3866443245747603520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/3866443245747603520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/3866443245747603520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-would-have-boner-if-i-were-any-other.html' title='&quot;I would have a boner if I were any other guy.&quot;'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-4342114653398214412</id><published>2010-03-21T13:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T13:34:23.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'>black out in the room again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a busted lip and broken skin.&lt;br /&gt;I wake up in the bathroom an dare not bother asking&lt;br /&gt;why the mirror's cracked and all I see,&lt;br /&gt;shards of glass inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;there's voices there to dare me,&lt;br /&gt;my father's here to scare me.&lt;br /&gt;My mother, she sits beyond the door.&lt;br /&gt;She's curled up, crying, on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;Look at what her son's done&lt;br /&gt;when the weight of the world goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liars, they leave a guilty trail.&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you&lt;br /&gt;I've been lying for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm disregarding that I have created these monsters&lt;br /&gt;that are on both of my sides.&lt;br /&gt;so i wipe the blood from both of their eyes&lt;br /&gt;from all four of their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while I wait for wounds to heal,&lt;br /&gt;I see you by the window sill&lt;br /&gt;you're heart's torn out of a plastic spoon&lt;br /&gt;when honesty lit up that room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I like that song. No, I love that song. It's so beautiful. Well I wouldn't call it beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;I'd call it raw.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my iPod. I've been neglecting it.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-4342114653398214412?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4342114653398214412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=4342114653398214412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4342114653398214412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4342114653398214412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/03/black-out-in-room-again.html' title='black out in the room again'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-7699054846255539175</id><published>2010-03-20T23:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T23:53:11.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my secret.</title><content type='html'>i have a secret fetish for black guys. there's no way around it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-7699054846255539175?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7699054846255539175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=7699054846255539175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/7699054846255539175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/7699054846255539175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-secret.html' title='my secret.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-913720862813475801</id><published>2010-03-20T17:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T17:46:23.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and that's why i would wear a helmet.</title><content type='html'>I wanna be one of those people who rides motorcycles.&lt;br /&gt;No lie, I would be the junior, instead of riding the bus, drives a motorcycle to school.&lt;br /&gt;whoa, that'd be hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, today was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm.&lt;br /&gt;so I'm leaving on thursday night. ohmygosh, whoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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helmet.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-8751979402945045131</id><published>2010-03-19T17:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T17:22:34.287-04:00</updated><title type='text'>take it off! take it all off!</title><content type='html'>ahahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;this is what we shouted while stalking the track team.&lt;br /&gt;I found 6 four leaf clover today. Must be pretty lucky.&lt;br /&gt;and unfortunately I just don't feel like eating.&lt;br /&gt;I ran a 10 minute mile today. woo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-8751979402945045131?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/8751979402945045131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=8751979402945045131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/8751979402945045131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/8751979402945045131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/03/take-it-off-take-it-all-off.html' title='take it off! take it all off!'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-4792074217220120125</id><published>2010-03-18T18:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T18:57:54.028-04:00</updated><title type='text'>give me a chance and I'll take it.</title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to be doing an essay, instead I blog. But if you think about it, it's sort of the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I missed my bus because I was busy being a hug whore. totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;I was going to go stalk the track team with Caroline and be embarrassing and shout and stuff, but unfortunately we got a ride home.&lt;br /&gt;Today was great out,&lt;br /&gt;and I called my friend who is amazing. (I like your pants. But they'd look better on my floor.)&lt;br /&gt;And then I went across the street and ate their food and watched them play basketball and then tried to play soccer (final score. me:2 danny:0). Then I made a sandwich at their house with spicy mustard and provolone cheese and lettuce. IT WAS AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't wear makeup today, but oddly enough don't feel ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SO YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED?!&lt;br /&gt;Jon and Gerald (hrmph.) decided they didn't need us, they would speak japanise to eachother and whisper. Then they started sharing pictures. Me and Kayla were very upset. very very upset. this is tragic stuff.&lt;br /&gt;there was then a war, with- oh what are they called. some kind of japanise candy, and&lt;br /&gt;attempted seduction.&lt;br /&gt;We retaliated, and spoke spanish/french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we made peace, we played a game called where's Gerald?&lt;br /&gt;where we look at Gerald's pictures from his school in the Philippines, where they all look pretty similar and we guess which one is Gerald. It's actually quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then suggested writing a movie called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where's Gerald? &lt;/span&gt;Where we lose Gerald somehow and use our Gerald identifying skills to locate Gerald.&lt;br /&gt;Quite the the film of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ought to go and write an essay, then do a math quiz. FUNNN.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-4792074217220120125?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4792074217220120125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=4792074217220120125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4792074217220120125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4792074217220120125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/03/give-me-chance-and-ill-take-it.html' title='give me a chance and I&apos;ll take it.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-6709564357873220154</id><published>2010-03-17T18:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T19:06:15.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i just learned something.</title><content type='html'>you know how on tv, they're like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let's go talk about the birds and the bees son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say this because I am not a son and therefor do not know.&lt;br /&gt;I know what that means!&lt;br /&gt;so, pollen. it's like semen. and broccoli, it's ovaries. so we are encouraged to eat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ovaries&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, pollen, it's spread around via birds and bees.&lt;br /&gt;get it?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-6709564357873220154?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/6709564357873220154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=6709564357873220154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/6709564357873220154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/6709564357873220154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-just-learned-something.html' title='i just learned something.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-2927905583983785500</id><published>2010-03-17T12:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T13:12:56.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No one is alone.</title><content type='html'>I'm not big on this whole sick thing. It's a stomach-head-double head thing. I went home early.&lt;br /&gt;I just saw a verizon commercial and they were like, which network would moms want? and you see a 15 year old who's shopping alone "for the first time." ha. and then you see the mom who's all upset about her daughter going shopping for the first time, and the mom is like 28 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't good advertising. Surrusly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not actually into &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flash Forward&lt;/span&gt;, I just want all the answers. This waiting, I don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I want for my birthday:&lt;br /&gt;A temporary tattoo maker. I can draw my own temp tats! that'd be sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm a tuna addict. Now that I don't eat meat it's like, my favorite thing now.&lt;br /&gt;It's good. It's really good. And you tuna haters, you suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't like migraines. I'd like to not be dizzy, and light headed but unfortunately I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I'm thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with the jew jokes. You are stupid, and people don't like you, and you just make yourself seem like an ignorant tool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And unfortunately I don't have the courage to give names. Because then people get upset and that's just ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want more tuna.&lt;br /&gt;I also am tired. And have been having strange dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-2927905583983785500?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2927905583983785500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=2927905583983785500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2927905583983785500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2927905583983785500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-one-is-alone.html' title='No one is alone.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-1366944668752307487</id><published>2010-03-16T19:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T19:48:23.770-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metaphors.'/><title type='text'>I've woken up.</title><content type='html'>From something like a 10 month trance. A time when my mind was blank, with no real inner monologue. A time when there were no expectations, no excitement, no emotion. This is something jarring. My mind is now swarmed, with thoughts that never came out, things I don't want to admit to myself, things I don't want to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in my mind, everything. It's not clear. It's a deep haze of feelings and thoughts and today's conversations, of failures and successes and how I feel about my valuing the failures over successes. Maybe to be numb and live with no disappointments is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something like a headache, that hurts all over and I need to lay down. It's something like these odd dreams I don't want to wake up from, that I can't remember in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something like I thought I was doing well, until I realized I'm not and I could explode. Something like how maybe I'm overwhelmed, or maybe I just think I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here it is:&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to read blogs that aren't interesting.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to accept that you don't like the changes you see.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to think that you can't get things back from the past, even yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to live up to expectations. It's hard to change them.&lt;br /&gt;It's odd thinking that I was one thing, but to realize I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's a mess of lyrics I like, songs I like, images I like.&lt;br /&gt;And it's people I don't like, and the things they do.&lt;br /&gt;It's things I want to do, things I should do, and lacking the willpower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a migraine to realize a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go, and do homework. And maybe after that, put some things on my wall.&lt;br /&gt;But then I'll have a follow up on the irrelevant raindrops of a thundercloud in my mind that's starting to make a puddle.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-1366944668752307487?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/1366944668752307487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=1366944668752307487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/1366944668752307487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/1366944668752307487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/03/ive-woken-up.html' title='I&apos;ve woken up.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-1965130216994427477</id><published>2010-03-15T21:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:54:28.994-04:00</updated><title type='text'>he tasks me, he tasks me and I shall have him.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/S57iG2XTadI/AAAAAAAAACY/qbc3exD6vKE/s1600-h/147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/S57iG2XTadI/AAAAAAAAACY/qbc3exD6vKE/s320/147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449041206465227218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a random picture. I took it. You sort of have to turn sideways to see it but I think it somewhat resembles photography. After talking to my cousin, I am confused about what to write in a blog that is reader-friendly. Because no one wants to read a blog that's all about me. And I could talk about movies and books I read, but that doesn't seem like the best use of my time. Blogs are for ranting. Blogs are for complaining. Blogs are for thinking that other people care when they really don't. Blogs are for writing things that you think are good but really don't make sense to anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;I wish this were better, because then I would have such a good outlet. If it were better, I could write things and people would read them, and those words would have some value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like basketball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-1965130216994427477?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/1965130216994427477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=1965130216994427477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/1965130216994427477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/1965130216994427477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/03/he-tasks-me-he-tasks-me-and-i-shall.html' title='he tasks me, he tasks me and I shall have him.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/S57iG2XTadI/AAAAAAAAACY/qbc3exD6vKE/s72-c/147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-4140782000493280837</id><published>2010-03-08T21:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T21:51:08.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>esta el mundo en mi cabeza.</title><content type='html'>Para escribir en espanol es  mas facil que escribir en ingles.&lt;br /&gt;un poco.&lt;br /&gt;I realized that if I don't want to say something, or think it, or accept it, I say/think/accept in Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;estoy triste, no quiero ir a la escuela manana.&lt;br /&gt;Me se amo mi Abuela magnifica.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-4140782000493280837?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4140782000493280837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=4140782000493280837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4140782000493280837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4140782000493280837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/03/esta-el-mundo-en-mi-cabeza.html' title='esta el mundo en mi cabeza.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-4678254697929444673</id><published>2010-03-07T18:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T18:49:44.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'>es mas fuerte de yo.</title><content type='html'>My oldest blog posts were sooo muchhhh better than these are. Looking back at the most recent posts, you can't understand any of what I write.&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe I should change the whole blogging style, make it more reader friendly. But realistically, who reads this? I think a couple people might once in a while, but it's not like there's that much to read about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will now tell you about things.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Alice in Wonderland. Twice.&lt;br /&gt;I hated it. No, it wasn't bad. But you know when something happens, and people say, "that ruined it for me." this literally did. All it was was Johnny Depp dancing with some cheesy techno music and it was awful. It literally ruined the whole movie for me. So this movie was reminiscent of several other nerdy movies. The war scene from Narnia, most of The Golden Compass, Star Wars V, on the planet Hoth. Alice's character was similar to Kierra Knightly in Pirates of the Carribian. But overall it wasn't a bad movie at all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna eat. byee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-4678254697929444673?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4678254697929444673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=4678254697929444673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4678254697929444673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4678254697929444673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/03/es-mas-fuerte-de-yo.html' title='es mas fuerte de yo.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-7498654713963569426</id><published>2010-03-04T21:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:45:12.927-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dublin'/><title type='text'>I want you, you, you.</title><content type='html'>I loovee that song. so great.&lt;br /&gt;If I could marry my science class, I would.&lt;br /&gt;Eating ice cream out of a mug is better than out of a bowl, by far.&lt;br /&gt;School gives me a headache.&lt;br /&gt;I went ahead (peer pressure) and got a formspring.&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared people will be mean, but I'll practice my wordy comebacks.&lt;br /&gt;this is a short post. but i thought i should post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-7498654713963569426?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7498654713963569426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=7498654713963569426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/7498654713963569426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/7498654713963569426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-you-you-you.html' title='I want you, you, you.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-4336791380973197817</id><published>2010-02-28T17:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T18:02:53.237-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super heroes.'/><title type='text'>My inner super hero.</title><content type='html'>Here's me.&lt;br /&gt;I go to my room to do homework, and don't want to do homework. So instead I clean my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my thought.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a super hero/villain, I would be magnet girl. or some variation of that. Imagine it. There's iron in the Earth, so I could levitate myself. I could repel bullets, and since people have iron in them, as magnet girl, I could move them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be the ultimate super villain. If I wanted to like rob a jewelry store (a staple activity of bad guys on Lois&amp;amp;Clark) I wouldn't have to kill anyone, my magnets would open the master vault.&lt;br /&gt;I could totally control the cities electricity, and do all sorts of evil things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no one can ever take down a magnetic person.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's so great.&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't it be so great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serrriously. it would be so great to be magnet girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-4336791380973197817?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4336791380973197817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=4336791380973197817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4336791380973197817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4336791380973197817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-inner-super-hero.html' title='My inner super hero.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-4860686159931535176</id><published>2010-02-15T13:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T13:21:11.374-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><title type='text'>GUESSSS WHAT I'M DOING</title><content type='html'>no seriously, guess.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks. and you won't guess. because what i'm doing is ridiculous. i'm rewriting a history paper. and amazing, 5 page biography of albert einstein. i got a c! how? i don't know. i know a lot about him now though. like ask me anything. irrelevant. but anyway, did you know that albert einstein can wiggle his ears? we share that talent. that leads me to believe there's still hope for me.&lt;br /&gt;while i'm on a tangent, my dad looks like einstein. i think that means we're related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on topic, i'm rewriting my already amazing paper, because apperantly i misunderstood the assignment and wrote five pages on the whole life of him, when instead i was supposed to write five pages on his life in the '20s and '30s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may have noticed my lack of capitalization. i think it's poetic. not really, but just purposeful.&lt;br /&gt;i'm becoming more active, so yesterday i wrote about 4 pages of notes for spanish, like conjugations for the preterite tense, and just general verbs. i hope by doing this outside school, i won't forget everything i knew because of this failure of a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's so lazy. like she doesn't check work, because she doesn't feel like it. and she'll tell us, oh i know you can't do it so i'm not going to teach it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when the state requires her to give us a test, she'll translate it, so we understand.&lt;br /&gt;we're in spanish 3. and we need her to translate a test. she. sucks. at. teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annd i'm gonna go back to writing my not as amazing as the first paper history paper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-4860686159931535176?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4860686159931535176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=4860686159931535176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4860686159931535176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4860686159931535176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/02/guessss-what-im-doing.html' title='GUESSSS WHAT I&apos;M DOING'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-6896472094676666381</id><published>2010-02-07T20:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:54:54.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lets all take 5,654,430,495,59596 pictures on a webcam and put them all on facebook</title><content type='html'>a staple activity for high school students.&lt;br /&gt;lets all watch football!&lt;br /&gt;because that's so great?&lt;br /&gt;you're so lucky to have snow!&lt;br /&gt;yaaay I don't get to go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting fat. fattness makes me mean.&lt;br /&gt;sad truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to run. I think I will now, even though I'll slip. I just feel so fat.&lt;br /&gt;and i smell!&lt;br /&gt;and I'm addicted to Lois&amp;amp;Clark&lt;br /&gt;i have no life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my back hurts.&lt;br /&gt;im just full of bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superbowl sucks this year.&lt;br /&gt;i mean moreso then every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog is so cheery now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-6896472094676666381?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/6896472094676666381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=6896472094676666381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/6896472094676666381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/6896472094676666381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2010/02/lets-all-take-565443049559596-pictures.html' title='lets all take 5,654,430,495,59596 pictures on a webcam and put them all on facebook'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-8899065839599259296</id><published>2009-12-19T18:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T19:28:39.884-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Did it hurt?</title><content type='html'>That's a great song, by nevershoutnever!&lt;br /&gt;So today it snowed, and snowed.&lt;br /&gt;and my friend and I dressed up. I wore 4 pairs of pants.&lt;br /&gt;We went outside to find it wasn't good packing snow.&lt;br /&gt;I realize now the powdery snow is good for sledding.&lt;br /&gt;It was very windy, and no one was outside.&lt;br /&gt;Sooo we danced around a lot&lt;br /&gt;and we jumped into the snow,&lt;br /&gt;and it was deep snow.&lt;br /&gt;it's such a workout to be in snow.&lt;br /&gt;It's fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we watched Push last night,&lt;br /&gt;which is a great movie and I love it and would highly recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think poses for pictures are stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Like your middle finger.&lt;br /&gt;Does that send a message to anyone other then that you don't care about maybe that it's disrespectful, and you're unaware of the consequences?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes you look stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've noticed the people who are skinny are the ones who are the fattest.&lt;br /&gt;Like the ones who feel confident in a bikini and don't stress about eating and brag about a fast metabolism are the ones who actually have a rather expansive gut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's oddly disappointing, that these people we give labels to, they don't really live up to be who they give themselves the reputation of being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not that they need to achieve perfection. Not at all. But they should at least live up to their own standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realized Christmas music sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Holiday music is nice.&lt;br /&gt;But when you start to sing about Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter how devoted you are and all that,&lt;br /&gt;people feel uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, according to Sheldon on Big Bang Theory, Jesus was born in the summer and everyone lied about his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;So how can we complain about "What Christmas Has Become..."&lt;br /&gt;When it became what it was a looong time ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure it was around 2008 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started thinking of the origin of everyone's love for snow.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just wanting to get out of school.&lt;br /&gt;But still, when snow comes on Friday night, people get excited.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;It's weekend, with 6 days until Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fairly sure we need to go places, but with 18 inches of snow on the ground its hard to leave the house and buy the things you need.&lt;br /&gt;Snow is cold, snow is wet. Snow gets inside your socks and makes you borrow your dad's boots, to wear bulky coats and 4 pairs of pants, just to go outside and find that your face is freezing,&lt;br /&gt;and after you make a snowman and have a pathetic snowball fight, there's not much else you can do but shovel your driveway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remind me exactly why we like snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored (I can't go anywhere because it's snowing.)&lt;br /&gt;So I will give you (my one reader, MARA!) a list of potential reasons to like snow and then why they suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) It's pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Take a picture. Go to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;2) You can sled.&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever actually had fun sledding? Or was it just the fun of being with friends but in reality you're cold and the snow sucks for sledding anyway?&lt;br /&gt;3) You can make a snowman.&lt;br /&gt;Is there any better way to waste a carrot?&lt;br /&gt;4) Snowball fight.&lt;br /&gt;As if anyone actually likes snowball fights. Society just tells us we should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think hot weather is really the best thing.&lt;br /&gt;That's just me.&lt;br /&gt;Bye now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-8899065839599259296?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/8899065839599259296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=8899065839599259296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/8899065839599259296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/8899065839599259296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/12/did-it-hurt.html' title='Did it hurt?'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-7610355913457583116</id><published>2009-12-18T15:51:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T16:36:58.554-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my chemical romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>You're only as tall as your heart will let you be.</title><content type='html'>So I had the best idea ever thought of.&lt;br /&gt;Care to hear it?&lt;br /&gt;So Abba's boredom mixed with creative bankruptcy resulted in the creation of Mamma Mia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, if you will, the Mamma Mia of My Chemical Romance.&lt;br /&gt;Can you picture it?&lt;br /&gt;The story of a guy who lost his father (black parade) and then goes to sing for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;He suffers from depression (I'm not okay)&lt;br /&gt;He then gets a suicidal girlfriend (Helena) and  helps her (Famous Last Words) so she's not suicidal, then gets cancer (Cancer) and then dies (Sleep)&lt;br /&gt;then when he's dead, Helena tells the doctors he can be a donor (Blood).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe that's a bit gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know a play is out there.&lt;br /&gt;If you can write a play about a girl who has three possible fathers and doesn't even find out which one is her father and it gets turned into a movie, why not the story of an emo band with true messages about society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got my PSAT scores.&lt;br /&gt;I realized I did better then a lot of people so I can't brag. I will now boast on here.&lt;br /&gt;And for those who do read this, it's my blog, don't like it don't read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To continue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61 critical reading.&lt;br /&gt;I scored higher then 94% of sophomores. Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54 Mathematics&lt;br /&gt;I scored higher then 81% of sophomores. Go me.&lt;br /&gt;I was really dissapointed with how I did in math. I wanna retake it and do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 Writing Skills&lt;br /&gt;I scored higher then 79% of Sophomores. Go me.&lt;br /&gt;This was my worst (Duh)&lt;br /&gt;and I'm dissapointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My overall section index was 165.&lt;br /&gt;My Percentile among college-bound juniors was 77.&lt;br /&gt;Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this make me smart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think this joke is funny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An atom walks into a bar, and asks the bartender, “Have you seen my electron? I’ve lost my electron.”&lt;br /&gt;The bartender responds, “Are you sure?”&lt;br /&gt;The atom responds, “Yes, I’m positive.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday in science, we had a gift exchange&lt;br /&gt;I love that class, and the people.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I say that but once a year.&lt;br /&gt;We don't do anything in the class.&lt;br /&gt;We don't learn anything,&lt;br /&gt;and I think I'm losing brain mass&lt;br /&gt;However&lt;br /&gt;We did a gift exchange&lt;br /&gt;and I was late to class, and they waited for me before they opened presents.&lt;br /&gt;I got a mixology by Kayla.&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;And it had a little booklet to go with it, with a drawing with a dinosaur and the list of the names of the songs. That meant a lot because I could tell she worked a lot on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the lego store and made three characters, Pirate Michael, Firefighter Jon, and Lumberjack Kayla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also sorta anticipated him forgetting Kayla, so I got her a stick of sparkly blue eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;Jon anticipated the same thing and got her a voodoo doll keychain thing,&lt;br /&gt;and named it Ivy :D&lt;br /&gt;Gerald got Jon a psp!&lt;br /&gt;and Jon got Gerald this helladank statue thing.&lt;br /&gt;Since Michael wasn't there, we changed Pirate Michael into Pirate Gerald, and they each got their counterpart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that was the greatest thing, and I was really happy with how it turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spanish, my next class, was awful.&lt;br /&gt;I just hate stupid people.&lt;br /&gt;And fat people,&lt;br /&gt;and teachers who don't teach,&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;oh well I think I just don't like people in general.&lt;br /&gt;Except my science buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I also discovered I'm very judgmental when it comes to coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Not naming names, not that it would matter because this particular person would never read my blog, but this person, let's call him Jose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jose gets a coffee maker for Hanukkah.&lt;br /&gt;He makes instant coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Pours out about a quarter of it&lt;br /&gt;and fills it up with creamer. French vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not so hardcore that I take my coffee black. I take it with milk and a little teeny bit of sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continuing.&lt;br /&gt;He then (after loading it with enough creamer to make 5 people diebetic) adds sugar.&lt;br /&gt;I make some comment, to which he replies, "Shut up."&lt;br /&gt;Then, he goes to the fridge and takes out the whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;And then,&lt;br /&gt;he goes and puts the whipped cream on his coffee. Which isn't coffee anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It's not a beautiful brown, its more a yellow-y color.&lt;br /&gt;The color of apple cider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm assuming that the coffee taste was all but gone, and it was pretty cold by then.&lt;br /&gt;And I know I shouldn't judge other people's coffee drinking habits, but its one of those things that bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee, popular as it is, can only be drunk by the most hardcore people.&lt;br /&gt;People who drink instant, half coffee half creamer, caramel macciatos, lattes, mochas, ANYTHING with whipped cream and call it coffee have issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who say I loove coffee then have a sip and make a face bother me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaand I'm going to stop this now, a nice long post to tide you over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading. Merry Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-7610355913457583116?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7610355913457583116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=7610355913457583116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/7610355913457583116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/7610355913457583116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/12/youre-only-as-tall-as-your-heart-will.html' title='You&apos;re only as tall as your heart will let you be.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-4516979436350092432</id><published>2009-10-13T11:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T11:46:07.781-04:00</updated><title type='text'>As your superior, I forbid you to write on that board!</title><content type='html'>So I'm sick. Thus explains the blogging. Anyways, um I don't really have a lot to say.&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of watching a movie upstairs,&lt;br /&gt;But I have to study for the PSAT.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll study and watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;And do some situps.&lt;br /&gt;I should get off my facebook. And off this couch.&lt;br /&gt;But coming later is my life wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;k bye.for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-4516979436350092432?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4516979436350092432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=4516979436350092432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4516979436350092432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4516979436350092432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/10/as-your-superior-i-forbid-you-to-write.html' title='As your superior, I forbid you to write on that board!'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-4289902996464212181</id><published>2009-09-14T22:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:05:58.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogs are for complaining</title><content type='html'>Is that true? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Can't fathom why.&lt;br /&gt;My theory: I'm too smart. But we know that's not true.&lt;br /&gt;Who can't write proper English?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, a spelling test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to hide the Nutella from myself. That stuff is waaayyyy too good man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-4289902996464212181?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4289902996464212181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=4289902996464212181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4289902996464212181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4289902996464212181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/09/blogs-are-for-complaining.html' title='Blogs are for complaining'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-4787232186270480173</id><published>2009-09-10T17:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T17:41:17.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you moving far too fast?</title><content type='html'>You know, I'm sort of scared,&lt;br /&gt;just as scared as I was of starting high school,&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of winter.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want it to get colder. I don't want things to change.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm fine with how things are now, in fact, for once I wish it was still summer. Usually I'm glad for seasons change.&lt;br /&gt;but I don't want fall, or winter, or anything.&lt;br /&gt;I wish time stood still or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-4787232186270480173?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4787232186270480173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=4787232186270480173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4787232186270480173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4787232186270480173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/09/are-you-moving-far-too-fast.html' title='Are you moving far too fast?'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-5914784080323607759</id><published>2009-09-03T16:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T16:59:14.859-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school. fat people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nerds.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white people.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Do you feel like you're stuck in time?</title><content type='html'>Perchance you noticed the change of blog name, Did you?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, thought it was time for a change. Did you know that there is a weight room at my high school?&lt;br /&gt;And I got a piggy back ride today from someone who is probably half my weight. He called my fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are there like 40 people on the varsity soccer team, and only like 15 on the JV team?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or why I'm at the library, and I might know the random person sitting next to me, he may be in my English class, but oh my I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should be more social, after all, it's sort of my fault when some other kid is grading my "spelling test" (in quotes because I am WAAAAAAYYYY too old for spelling tests.) marks me down just because he doesn't like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's a matter of race. Did you hear I got yelled at by some fat girl I never talk to about catching an attitude? I wasn't even talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, why all the automatic hostility? Is it really necessary?&lt;br /&gt;If I never talk to you, you have no reason to hate me. So in theory, we could be totally nice to eachother. But that's just not how the average BLEH rolls. No, she's too busy making her friends hate her and lining up in the snack line and getting in trouble for violating the dress code (ew.) to bother being nice to the white girl.&lt;br /&gt;Naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was such a redundant blog. AHEM. Well I should leave. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-5914784080323607759?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5914784080323607759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=5914784080323607759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/5914784080323607759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/5914784080323607759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-you-feel-like-youre-stuck-in-time.html' title='Do you feel like you&apos;re stuck in time?'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-2338172395451156532</id><published>2009-09-01T21:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:14:51.980-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fats'/><title type='text'>Are you insane?</title><content type='html'>I swear I am.&lt;br /&gt;But that's neither here nor there. What's here and there is that I haven't blogged in a while.&lt;br /&gt;So once again, I must update you on my life, (even though I'm fairly sure the only people reading this are my parents, I am still convinced that my blog will one day become famous).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I sometimes get this feeling that I am disgusting. It usually comes right around after eating way too much then feeling a double chin growing and my stomach expanding. Trust me, you don't want to be me.&lt;br /&gt;So that happened tonight, and I can't just feel fat, I have to do something. So at 9:00 at night I take a jog around my hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's worse then feeling gross and fat?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling gross and fat and having cramps. But 100 sit ups later, the gross is usually replaced with exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I took the BUS, I know.&lt;br /&gt;More people should use public transportation, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how some people listen to work out music?&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you turn your sound up, you're listening to some now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hopefully. For me, as I am typing this, it's still loading. You know what I love? Cold War Kids. And Spoon. And the Strokes, and MCR, and oh wow this could go on for a while. Basically, you should look up this stuff since clearly you're bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a0.vox.com/6a00d09e55cec0be2b0110164b68f0860b-500pi" alt="13 Famous Last Words" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;object height="17" width="502"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.vox.com/.shared:v42.30:vox:en/flash/MusicPlayer.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="never"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="mediaURL=http://a0.vox.com/6a00d09e55cec0be2b0110164b68f0860b-mp3&amp;amp;mediaWidth=500&amp;amp;autostart=true"&gt; &lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://static.vox.com/.shared:v42.30:vox:en/flash/MusicPlayer.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="never" flashvars="mediaURL=http://a0.vox.com/6a00d09e55cec0be2b0110164b68f0860b-mp3&amp;amp;mediaWidth=500&amp;amp;autostart=true" height="17" width="502"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hotplate.vox.com/library/audio/6a00d09e55cec0be2b0110164b68f0860b.html"&gt;Famous Last Words&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://hotplate.vox.com/"&gt;http://hotplate.vox.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song would be called Famous Last Words by the wonderful My Chemical Romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes sorry about that little outburst above, I don't know what got into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in a situation where you are supposed to learn. And the teacher has a child in the class. And the child sucks at life. Except AY&amp;amp;WTDG:OISHfgare9yghlS. I'm sorry, That's how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;And that litte girl has the nerve to tell me that, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you suck"&lt;/span&gt; well excuse me, at least I don't need my mother to confirm talent that isn't really there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because so you know, I don't suck. And I don't need my mother to confirm that. I'm not going to whine and put myself down so people can tell me it's not true.&lt;br /&gt;*whimper* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm so fattttttttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So the correct response is, "No you're not."&lt;br /&gt;My response is,&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, you kinda are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with the above, "I feel gross"&lt;br /&gt;Don't be all like Oh she's anorexic. Because I get a lot of crap like that. More like ew I feel nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm going to go try to work a little bit more before bed, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-2338172395451156532?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2338172395451156532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=2338172395451156532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2338172395451156532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2338172395451156532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/09/are-you-insane.html' title='Are you insane?'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-3143291058277733261</id><published>2009-08-26T16:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T17:03:31.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the life.</title><content type='html'>And it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;But we must deal?&lt;br /&gt;So today I sat next to the future murderer of the junior class, who asked if I was a freshman.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the smartest person in my english and science classes. Maybe history too, who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how is it even possible to be in "honors" integrated science?&lt;br /&gt;And it's not.&lt;br /&gt;Because it's the real idiots who can't make bio.&lt;br /&gt;Oh but did you hear? I'm in Honors Algebra 2 trig, with a teacher who I can't understand. And I talk fast, I get the talking fast.&lt;br /&gt;But he talks way too fast and way too indian to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if I pass that, and I mean I will, straight A's here,&lt;br /&gt;I will take pre calc during summer, Which may or may not count as a high school credit, maybe even college.&lt;br /&gt;So as a sophmore I'll take AP calc, and as a junior I'll take AP stat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, everyone who deserves to be in honors is in a different program.&lt;br /&gt;Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;I might die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, we wasted so much time just listing careers.&lt;br /&gt;That's not science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is a blow. but it's pretty fun anyways.&lt;br /&gt;random I know.&lt;br /&gt;i think I'm stoned on earl grey, I know I should lay off the tea for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-3143291058277733261?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/3143291058277733261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=3143291058277733261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/3143291058277733261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/3143291058277733261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-life.html' title='This is the life.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-2296163598742521559</id><published>2009-08-20T22:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:26:09.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you learn anything today?</title><content type='html'>Because I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;I went to freshman orientation today. It was extremely disorganized and I ditched.&lt;br /&gt;I know, my first episode of being bad. Because I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; bad.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-2296163598742521559?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2296163598742521559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=2296163598742521559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2296163598742521559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2296163598742521559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/08/did-you-learn-anything-today.html' title='Did you learn anything today?'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-2014144524433033076</id><published>2009-08-18T14:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T15:08:27.241-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white people.'/><title type='text'>Shop with Yuppies</title><content type='html'>Oh Maa Gawd. It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, who really wants to try something on that they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sure it's a little out there, a little different then what normal people wear, then ask your Yuppy friend how it looks and they give you a dirty look and go "...ummm, it's .... great."&lt;br /&gt;I mean, seriously, I don't want you to tell me what I want to hear. I would rather hear, (something mandy would say, see misadventures)&lt;br /&gt;"No. Go back, take that off. That's disgusting on you."&lt;br /&gt;Because I would rather be told that then get a strange look like I'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not crazy. I assure you.&lt;br /&gt;"I mean, dresses at Nordstrom are only like, $68. That's really not that bad."&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously? You're not going to get a T-shirt you will wear once a week but you will pay $120 for a dress you will wear twice?&lt;br /&gt;"It's sort of worth it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and then Whole Foods. Whole Foods, Whole Foods, Whole Foods.&lt;br /&gt;More expensive, all organic, and it really doesn't even taste that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get dragged into one...&lt;br /&gt;Poor you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So do you like this Whole Foods?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well, it seems exactly like Giant except it has more earthtones on the walls."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, but it's better."&lt;br /&gt;[incredulous face]&lt;br /&gt;"I mean, if it's better for you, it's worth paying more."&lt;br /&gt;"Right, so how exactly is it better?"&lt;br /&gt;"All organic."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, so lets take a pause in the conversation for me to rant on organic food.&lt;br /&gt;You know, if you grow a peach on a tree, does that make it organic?&lt;br /&gt;I say so. Because it's grown on a tree, not in a lab. Everything with no chemicals is organic. Right?&lt;br /&gt;Wrong. Because when you add the words organic to a lable, and about 60% to the price, clearly it's better.&lt;br /&gt;back to the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;"What defines organic?"&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know, they don't use pesticides, they don't add chemicals to the milk, they feed cows grass, instead of hay. Hay is cheaper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets pause again and examine that. Hay. Is cheaper then grass. Excuse me, what is that green stuff on the ground? Ahem, grass.&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me, would you rather eat a perfectly good peach, or eat a peach with a worm in it?&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, The normal peach. Yes, that would mean it might be made of pesticides.&lt;br /&gt;You know, you can't die from that. That's why you wash produce. I prefer nice delicious food to nasty "naturally sweetened" more expensive CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets fast forward to the check out line, where we are purchasing two $4 slices of pizza and an $8 loaf of "French bread." Let me ask you something. If it's made in the united states, how can it be french? So I see some individual packs of Stacey's pita chips. I choose to say, "Oh I love those, I get them in bulk for about $4 for 36 packs at Costco."&lt;br /&gt;I get some dirty looks, mixed judgment and pity.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, do you like dipping them in Hummus?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, they don't sell that in bulk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, who pays $48 for a headband from Anthropologie?&lt;br /&gt;And, who pays $70 for a sweatshirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but what is wrong with society?&lt;br /&gt;What is so wrong with paying $3 for a shirt that's worth $2?&lt;br /&gt;That's so reasonable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a confusing world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-2014144524433033076?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2014144524433033076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=2014144524433033076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2014144524433033076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2014144524433033076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/08/shop-with-yuppies.html' title='Shop with Yuppies'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-3779880325611695085</id><published>2009-08-17T22:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:34:19.467-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Better off Ted</title><content type='html'>I am in love with this show! Ted is sooo cute! I want to marry his son!&lt;br /&gt;So my tummy feels all weird, like I'm burping. GROSSSS.....&lt;br /&gt;anyways, you know what adults love to hear?&lt;br /&gt;I will give you the no fail guide to getting out of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;"It was poor judgment."&lt;br /&gt;"It was my mistake."&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry."&lt;br /&gt;"I won't do it again, I promise."&lt;br /&gt;Use these, any time, it will work. Guaranteed.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so be scared, I'm running out of things to say, to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;I started another blog, but it's not going to be amazing as this one. I'll check in more once school starts, tell you about my homework load, and the freaks I meet.&lt;br /&gt;UGGHHHHH bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-3779880325611695085?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/3779880325611695085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=3779880325611695085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/3779880325611695085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/3779880325611695085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/08/better-off-ted.html' title='Better off Ted'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-8473839985716167348</id><published>2009-08-10T21:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:29:42.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it or Break it</title><content type='html'>Wow. This show is some crap. It's not good, at all.&lt;br /&gt;So here is my rant about day one of freestyle camp.&lt;br /&gt;There are waaaaaayyyy too many little kids.&lt;br /&gt;And it's not a training camp now, it's a regular camp.&lt;br /&gt;With the coaches trying to think of activities that the 7 year olds will enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;And the real skaters roll their eyes and do the cha cha slide in the block formation.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry it's just... It needs to be more intense.&lt;br /&gt;Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;and really this show sucks. Don't watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-8473839985716167348?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/8473839985716167348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=8473839985716167348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/8473839985716167348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/8473839985716167348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/08/make-it-or-break-it.html' title='Make it or Break it'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-104150908232249157</id><published>2009-08-09T18:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T19:06:34.736-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>So I cook</title><content type='html'>I'm sooo nice.&lt;br /&gt;My parents go golf, and I cook.&lt;br /&gt;That's not all.&lt;br /&gt;I cook chicken, my amazing chicken, which maybe if you pay me I will give you the recipe for. Or maybe just blog it when I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;So either way,&lt;br /&gt;I cooked chicken. But apparently vegetables are needed, So I cut up two cukes and a mato, and made it all pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yay, they're home. Let's eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-104150908232249157?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/104150908232249157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=104150908232249157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/104150908232249157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/104150908232249157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-i-cook.html' title='So I cook'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-5112123258686426623</id><published>2009-08-08T20:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:32:08.951-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I like Food</title><content type='html'>I ate waaaayyy too much tonight.&lt;br /&gt;And is it possible to get full on water?&lt;br /&gt;I think it is, I just did.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I'm gonna DIE!&lt;br /&gt;burrp.. just now.&lt;br /&gt;My tummy hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Burrrp again.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh I'm too full to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-5112123258686426623?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5112123258686426623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=5112123258686426623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/5112123258686426623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/5112123258686426623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-like-food.html' title='I like Food'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-5625989790216731975</id><published>2009-08-08T19:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T19:56:26.622-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets see if I can write an entire blog in another language</title><content type='html'>oye personas!&lt;br /&gt;Yo estoy con mi madre, veindo la televisor.&lt;br /&gt;Y tambien, estoy comiendo chili.&lt;br /&gt;Muy sabroso.&lt;br /&gt;No puedo piensar mas.&lt;br /&gt;Au revior!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-5625989790216731975?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5625989790216731975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=5625989790216731975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/5625989790216731975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/5625989790216731975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-see-if-i-can-write-entire-blog-in.html' title='Lets see if I can write an entire blog in another language'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-3091893594560044552</id><published>2009-08-06T21:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:08:07.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak in a week!</title><content type='html'>So  in  moment of discussing my future, I told my mom how bitter I was about not going to a french emersion school. I told her how much I would loooooveee to speak french. It's such a pretty language.&lt;br /&gt;So with my new speak in a week program on my iPod and some little notebooks to carry around where ever I want to, I am finding out the sad truth: The alphabet as I know it is a lie.&lt;br /&gt;And for all you young readers who don't know it yet, it's good that you know this as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;You may think as you take your intro to spanish at your elementary school that the alphabet is just a little bit different, that you can just tweak it and it's just that simple. But that, children, is a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know the french word for yes,&lt;br /&gt;which happens to be my favorite word to say maybe ever,&lt;br /&gt;wee.&lt;br /&gt;except its not spelled wee,&lt;br /&gt;it's spelled oui.&lt;br /&gt;What, what, what? you are saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. Madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a simple 2 words in english turns into a rushed 7 words in french,&lt;br /&gt;well, it's not that pretty anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll stick with it.&lt;br /&gt;But I might write random blogs about how my brain is becoming very confused with the english I know, and spanish I know, and the french that is just some crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you little ones who are still young and fresh, learn your language now. And I mean NOW. Go ask you mom to buy you wuzzy or muffy or whatever that french speaking green thing is so you can learn, then laugh at those pathetic high schoolers who are struggling to understand how an o can sound like a w, or why s's are silent sometimes but not others.&lt;br /&gt;Because knowing this early might be the key to success in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-3091893594560044552?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/3091893594560044552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=3091893594560044552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/3091893594560044552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/3091893594560044552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/08/speak-in-week.html' title='Speak in a week!'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-9031025930578498911</id><published>2009-08-01T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T23:40:21.322-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone abuse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yummy guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>If this is what I call home,</title><content type='html'>Why does it feel so alone?&lt;br /&gt;random lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;So you all know how I post these amazing blogs?&lt;br /&gt;I went away for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Jeeze, it's about time you stop depending on this awesomeness right here.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, you don't have to.&lt;br /&gt;So, like,&lt;br /&gt;I went without internet for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Madness!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;My phone broke.&lt;br /&gt;"Physical or Water damage"&lt;br /&gt;oh pshhhh&lt;br /&gt;I don't abuse my phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who knows me knows that.&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, I'm on my old centro,&lt;br /&gt;which sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Well kinda.&lt;br /&gt;I texted with my nails too long, so the keyboard is all cracked...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like,&lt;br /&gt;Charming guys rock.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning all the guys in the south.&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with these [insert state in the north for anti-stalker purposes]ers?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah,&lt;br /&gt;haha water parks are the best place to make new friends.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the ones who carry the double tubes up the slide, and be your partner in crime in the lazy river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt; was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the lifeguard who looks like Dominic Monaghan, he probably has nightmares about us or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But plus,&lt;br /&gt;they have the cutest accents ever!!&lt;br /&gt;And they talk about how they wear boots,&lt;br /&gt;and live in a small town and will go to a high school with 400 people.&lt;br /&gt;Oh that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like, what's up with the low tide?&lt;br /&gt;That was weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I now interrupt this blog to mention that i am on Youtube listening to Owl City,&lt;br /&gt;and the username of the person who posted this video is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/OMGItsSuicidalKytten" onmousedown="urchinTracker('/Events/VideoWatch/ChannelNameLink');" class="hLink fn n contributor"&gt;OMGItsSuicidalKytten&lt;/a&gt;" and, 'OMGItsSuicidalKytten" you're welcome for the publicity.&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;OMG. It's a suicidal emo girl who thinks they are a cat. Spelled with a Y....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about what I could be when I grow up,&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking professional blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves my blog, right?&lt;br /&gt;So why not do it for a living?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that's my dream life.&lt;br /&gt;Blogging,&lt;br /&gt;Then marrying a charming guy from the south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. That's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;and on that amazing note, I leave you. Goodnight, dearest readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-9031025930578498911?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/9031025930578498911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=9031025930578498911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/9031025930578498911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/9031025930578498911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-this-is-what-i-call-home.html' title='If this is what I call home,'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-6555696573180690146</id><published>2009-07-17T20:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T21:04:00.599-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>My trip to the bookstore.</title><content type='html'>I'm flying-alone- tomorrow to North Carolina. Just to warn you, I might [read: probably] won't be able to blog for about 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know.&lt;br /&gt;And Also,&lt;br /&gt;I am about to tell you about the title of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the bookstore. Not all that special, but this trip irked me.&lt;br /&gt;You see, My pop and I walked into borders and separated. I looked at the new releases at the front of the store, the summer reads, the Borders book club. I wander over to the buy one get one half off table.&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I pick up is FML (the book!)&lt;br /&gt;Now, for those of you who don't routinely go to &lt;a href="http://fmylife.com"&gt;fmylife.com&lt;/a&gt;, it's basically a place where people write stories about their every day life and how much it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;The book looked interesting. not something my pop would buy for me though. The next one I picked up: The Definitive Guide to Stuff White People Like, The Unique Taste of Millions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while the book doesn't describe the white over there in the Southwest, it sure describes the people I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after picking up that book, (I promise to get to the ranty part now)&lt;br /&gt;I walk back to the "Young Adult" section. RAWR. That's me being angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok seriously, I KNOW I used to love twilight. Yes, it's a good book. But have you and all the other girls in America ever stopped to think that this sexy being that you are all so in love with ISN'T REAL???? And even if he was, do you realize how very CREEPY he is?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, how is watching you sleep sexy?&lt;br /&gt;How can you justify someone beautiful manipulating you is lovely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now the entire bookstore is Twilight themed. Look. I'm tired of seeing vampires. It's so DONE. It's so overdone, it's so predictable, it's so old. ughh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So other then my book on white people, and A Calvin And Hobbes book my Pop thought would be good for me to read,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get anything at the book store. I think it's something wrong with culture today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-6555696573180690146?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/6555696573180690146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=6555696573180690146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/6555696573180690146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/6555696573180690146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-trip-to-bookstore.html' title='My trip to the bookstore.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-5195403716413356044</id><published>2009-07-14T06:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T06:45:52.997-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='none this time'/><title type='text'>Aaaaaaaand</title><content type='html'>I'm up. 6:04 according to my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;UGHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-5195403716413356044?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5195403716413356044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=5195403716413356044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/5195403716413356044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/5195403716413356044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/07/aaaaaaaand.html' title='Aaaaaaaand'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-2761207711973060972</id><published>2009-07-12T19:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T20:07:09.984-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='none this time'/><title type='text'>My career choice.</title><content type='html'>A professional eater. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I could go out to eat every night and order, like,&lt;br /&gt;everythingonthemenu.&lt;br /&gt;Spend my whole next day at the gym working that off,&lt;br /&gt;and maybe a half hour writing a review.&lt;br /&gt;Repeat.&lt;br /&gt;Eat.Write.Workout.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like FUN!&lt;br /&gt;I love food.&lt;br /&gt;Have I ever mentioned that?&lt;br /&gt;like, food ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;Now you may be wondering why I'm talking about food and my amazing aspirations.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm in the room as No Reservations is on. Not the Abigail Breslin movie, but the show on the travel channel.&lt;br /&gt;Anthony Bourdaine is my hero. Like, I might write a song about him.&lt;br /&gt;Like the one I wrote for my Pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. you know what pisses me off?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, lets all go document our lives on myspace.&lt;br /&gt;I already have 186 pictures of me making faces in the mirror, lets add 126 more.&lt;br /&gt;Look. I know you, you're reading this.&lt;br /&gt;And you do this.&lt;br /&gt;It's annoying.&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of even living,&lt;br /&gt;if the main goal is to take pictures so hopefully someone will notice?&lt;br /&gt;It's dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what else?&lt;br /&gt;I hate dumb people.&lt;br /&gt;And idiots.&lt;br /&gt;RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok all finished.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;So yes I know you love my blog soooo much.&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is this Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;So since I'm the source of the "Omg i soooo agree." that pops into your head every time you read this, want to buy me a present?&lt;br /&gt;I like gift cards, but only from people who don't know me well enough to buy me something real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Garage is a great store. I'm a size small there.&lt;br /&gt;H&amp;amp;M is good too. I'm a 2.&lt;br /&gt;Wet Seal is great,&lt;br /&gt;oh and if you ever want to get me a pair of high top converse,&lt;br /&gt;or a subscription to any teeny bop magazine,&lt;br /&gt;or any nail polish,&lt;br /&gt;Buttons or knee socks from Hot Topic.&lt;br /&gt;Or ooooh A nose ring!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Just email me.&lt;br /&gt;ily.casa.ies@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;:) feliz cupleanos a me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-2761207711973060972?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2761207711973060972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=2761207711973060972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braces'/><title type='text'>Braces Changed!</title><content type='html'>Now instead of that gross maroon and sliver on my teeth, I get beautiful teal. :)&lt;br /&gt;I love Even Stevens, Don't you?&lt;br /&gt;BEST SHOW EVER!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;I have lots and lots of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;I must do this work so I can go to the Vans Warped Tour ON MY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-4245634594030887685?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4245634594030887685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=4245634594030887685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4245634594030887685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4245634594030887685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/07/braces-changed.html' title='Braces Changed!'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-2286568848733849287</id><published>2009-07-07T13:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T13:59:17.285-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bums'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>it's summer</title><content type='html'>my hair is wet.&lt;br /&gt;my foot is asleep.&lt;br /&gt;im kind of hot.&lt;br /&gt;and what am i doing with my summer?&lt;br /&gt;read, cry.&lt;br /&gt;cry because of the book.&lt;br /&gt;ooh im hungry.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-2286568848733849287?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2286568848733849287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=2286568848733849287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2286568848733849287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2286568848733849287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-summer.html' title='it&apos;s summer'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-7943083509439762033</id><published>2009-06-26T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:05:05.986-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>All Mixed Up in the Wash.</title><content type='html'>Go listen to some Cold War Kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's your summer?&lt;br /&gt;Mines is busy actually.&lt;br /&gt;Bug bites! Lots of them!&lt;br /&gt;And I got tan.&lt;br /&gt;Tech (hell) week for Willy Wonka, which opens tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;So I have been trying to not be a summer bum.&lt;br /&gt;Because isn't it so easy to waste your summer away on myspace?&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I think:&lt;br /&gt;MySpace during the school year, when you wish it was summer.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to waste my summer away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! has it only been a week! crazy!&lt;br /&gt;It feels like soooo long!&lt;br /&gt;So on Monday,&lt;br /&gt;I went to the pool, I think that was Monday... I don't remember. Oh it was monday, I ironed my hair sunday then wanted to leave it so I didn't get in the pool but I tanned. And read. And it was dumb that I didn't get in because of my hair, Because on the ride home I got so sweaty and gross that I took a shower anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Then Tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned my room! It was amazing! Mandy helped, of course. But it's vaccuumed and everything!!!&lt;br /&gt;And Wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;I went to the pool with a bunch of people I like never hang out with. It was pretty fun. And oh my gosh. I didn't want to get tan, because I didn't want a tan line. And I put on LOADS of sunscreen, and I got even more tan!&lt;br /&gt;And Thursday,&lt;br /&gt;Play Practice to fatty party! and staying up late.&lt;br /&gt;To Friday,&lt;br /&gt;Waking up with waffles and Going to the last play practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's weird about this blog,&lt;br /&gt;it's a blog, not my usually outlet of attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Strange stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-7943083509439762033?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7943083509439762033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=7943083509439762033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/7943083509439762033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/7943083509439762033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-mixed-up-in-wash.html' title='All Mixed Up in the Wash.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-1710674239905306357</id><published>2009-06-22T22:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:12:07.287-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dublin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Puedo hablar en vietnamese.</title><content type='html'>So now my blog is hard to read?! Oh my!&lt;br /&gt;I must change my blogging ways....&lt;br /&gt;Oh food!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching here comes the newlyweds&lt;br /&gt;NOW I WANT FOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hungryyyy.... all the time. summerness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. want to give me some recipes? I want food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although I am happy to say that I have been off the Dublin Mudslide for a few weeks now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-1710674239905306357?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/1710674239905306357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=1710674239905306357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/1710674239905306357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/1710674239905306357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/06/puedo-hablar-en-vietnamese.html' title='Puedo hablar en vietnamese.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-9045695880066572677</id><published>2009-06-22T11:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T11:06:34.657-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue October'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yummy guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleaning'/><title type='text'>Up, Down, Up, Down</title><content type='html'>It will get harder, cuz Life's like a jump rope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you were wondering, she ended up with yummy cowboy. too bad, the rich guy was gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh. summer. off to clean. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-9045695880066572677?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/9045695880066572677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=9045695880066572677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/9045695880066572677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/9045695880066572677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/06/up-down-up-down.html' title='Up, Down, Up, Down'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-7711114819051979606</id><published>2009-06-21T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:55:02.734-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chick Flicks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yummy guys'/><title type='text'>Pull this here handle</title><content type='html'>I'm watching Sweet Home Alabama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who will Reese end up with? Yummy rich guy or yummy cowboy who smiles pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But none are as hot as THE yummy cowboy- hannah montana movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's cowboy. I mean he's so cute when he smiles! But also rich guy got her a Tiffany's ring....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh decisions. good night lovely people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-7711114819051979606?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7711114819051979606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=7711114819051979606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/7711114819051979606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/7711114819051979606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/06/pull-this-here-handle.html' title='Pull this here handle'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-6710716970471857464</id><published>2009-06-19T20:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T20:58:27.195-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jobs'/><title type='text'>I less then three you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;do you get it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while sine I have posted a blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you know what's so supersupersuper&lt;wbr&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winning in Jeopardy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESS UNDE-(wait for it..)FEATED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAAYYY for the brian robertss turned melvin moras!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaayy too late, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omg I got a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that will be my teaser, because I won't say what the job is, until the end of the bulletin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to that whole last day thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "assembly"&lt;br /&gt;i mean it was a nice thought,&lt;br /&gt;but it was gross.&lt;br /&gt;hot and sweaty people grinding on eachother....&lt;br /&gt;ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I know what my birthday presents are.&lt;br /&gt;there are 2, well from my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to the American idol concert&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;I am flying to north carolina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo wanna give me some presents?&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well actually no... I hate people who like do that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii takee the cakee julyy 14,&lt;br /&gt;buyy me a presentttt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, can you say slut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harsh opinions! I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is why you will be so suprised about my job...&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell you what it is yet though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you LOVE to see a great play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that not a lot of people read this,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm not gonna say where since maybe a stalker is reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if you wanna know when and where, message me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo I went to the beach today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a real beach, the bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that didn't stop me from getting fat and making a sand castle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how I spent the first day of summer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well can't regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO THE STANKY LEG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, me and G are such great dancers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me see you do the cupid shuffle, it don't matter if you're young or you're old, we will show you how to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two steepppp, two steepppp (and those are the only lyrics)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do that stanky leeggg, do the stanky leeggg,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then there's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes I walk it out,&lt;br /&gt;yes I walk it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAAHH TRICK YAHH! get out my face! YAHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(one of my favorites)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dance flo (spelling! ha) silly, the ladies gonna filmme.&lt;br /&gt;the fallas in the back gonna twist up and somethingicantu&lt;wbr&gt;nderstandhim&lt;br /&gt;get silly(AY AY AY)get silly(AY AY AY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no, not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soldja (oh idk how to spell) boy up in that hoe! watch me crank it watch me roll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is SUCH s stupid song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am I losing you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I had better tell you my summer job thenn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(drum roll please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arjun's life coach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no joke. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe by the end of the summer he will be ready for a new school. fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like Helen Keller's aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh so now I must leave you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love for  these unknown blog readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-6710716970471857464?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/6710716970471857464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=6710716970471857464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/6710716970471857464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/6710716970471857464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-less-then-three-you.html' title='I less then three you.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-39766260305365706</id><published>2009-06-14T10:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T10:39:14.634-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>oh goodness,</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted a blog in a while,&lt;br /&gt;obviously.&lt;br /&gt;Well rehearsals, and finals, and more finals,&lt;br /&gt;and well,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow starts the last week of school,&lt;br /&gt;so more posts when summer starts,&lt;br /&gt;I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-39766260305365706?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/39766260305365706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=39766260305365706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Wars'/><title type='text'>i think master luke is in considerable danger!</title><content type='html'>i.love.starwars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why people are so surprised by that.&lt;br /&gt;Like some people will be like, "have you ever seen star wars?" with a ton of attitude.&lt;br /&gt;And its like, No I've never seen it, I love them anyways.&lt;br /&gt;DUH I have seen a movie that I love.&lt;br /&gt;So I just watched episode 4, or episode 1 for you old peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't know why people think Star Wars is so nerdy.&lt;br /&gt;I mean they are great movies!&lt;br /&gt;Sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Yesterday was freaking amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; not to hurt feelings but my little group was waaaaaaaayyyyyyy better then going with a bigger group.&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm going to get back to my movie. Post more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-5161210225892459426?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5161210225892459426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=5161210225892459426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/5161210225892459426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/5161210225892459426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-think-master-luke-is-in-considerable.html' title='i think master luke is in considerable danger!'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-2170405930507902358</id><published>2009-06-03T16:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:46:43.601-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Idol.'/><title type='text'>get off the stage!</title><content type='html'>I'm watching the american idol finale on tivo now.&lt;br /&gt;lots of criticism.&lt;br /&gt;first off, that "So What" was terrible. Sloppy. They were messy, their voices didn't go well together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sounded like a bunch of high schoolers with no practice singing.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, once in math my class started singing, and it sounded better then that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIL ROUNDS SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Cook is waaaayyy forgotton. So yeah he's hot. but he's so forgetable. fast forward. I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;He made the audience somber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;golden idol awards.&lt;br /&gt;poor guys...&lt;br /&gt;NORMAN GENTLE!&lt;br /&gt;now why didn't he win?&lt;br /&gt;"I want that purse, that is power!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EW. Lil rounds and queen latifa? they both suck.&lt;br /&gt;nothing racist, trust me. but you can tell that's why they're singing together.&lt;br /&gt;that's also why all the dancers are black. my my my fox is so racist!&lt;br /&gt;fast forward, that was way too boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EW. Anoop needs to shave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now its Kris and some random person. I'm bored. But I'll stick it out... oh ew no. fast forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glamorous. EW that blond girl sucks.&lt;br /&gt;it's sloppy. I wouldn't want to be singing with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG it's fergie wearing something slutty!&lt;br /&gt;I mean I like Fergie. But this is baaaaddd.&lt;br /&gt;Big girls don't cry is a greeeaatt song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black eyed peas!&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I like the chinese guy,&lt;br /&gt;randon censorship?&lt;br /&gt;but really Fergie doesn't even do anything good in the band. I like the guys, just not her.&lt;br /&gt;And random faceless people?&lt;br /&gt;But overall, i like this performance.&lt;br /&gt;Nazi sign at the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More idol awards.&lt;br /&gt;Ew. Bikini girl. weiiiirrrdooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kara is way better they her. HA! wow. pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison! Whooo!&lt;br /&gt;This is such a pretty song. I like the other girl live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate danny gokki. make him leave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta say I love Adam Lambert, he's my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, that's enough of that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-2170405930507902358?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2170405930507902358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=2170405930507902358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2170405930507902358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2170405930507902358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/06/get-off-stage.html' title='get off the stage!'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-2027056940544611039</id><published>2009-06-02T21:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:13:59.564-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop'/><title type='text'>Shoutout to Pop!</title><content type='html'>I'm so amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Like really, get jealous.&lt;br /&gt;OH well I totally forgot, this is a shoutout to Pop but not me!&lt;br /&gt;OK well anyway.&lt;br /&gt;RELA class, learning about poetry.&lt;br /&gt;yaaaaayyy. no, not really.&lt;br /&gt;Sarcasm, love it?&lt;br /&gt;So we had to write poems, one of which was a ballad.&lt;br /&gt;You know the definition of a ballad?&lt;br /&gt;Well I do, I had to define it.&lt;br /&gt;A narrative poem meant to be recited or sung.&lt;br /&gt;We had to read one of our poems in class&lt;br /&gt;and I am SO gonna sing to my class&lt;br /&gt;I so did. And rocked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my song/ballad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daddy is cool,&lt;br /&gt;he's cooler then yours&lt;br /&gt;he's cooler then lions,&lt;br /&gt;and lions roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drink coffee,&lt;br /&gt;and go to concerts,&lt;br /&gt;because he is so cool,&lt;br /&gt;except, he cares about school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when he turned 50,&lt;br /&gt;I said "Dad, you're as old as a rock,&lt;br /&gt;You can't be called dad anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Your new name is Pop."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he said, "That's fine.&lt;br /&gt;I'm older then dirt,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm still really cool,&lt;br /&gt;because I'm wearing this cool shirt,&lt;br /&gt;But really now, focus on school."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad went to UVA&lt;br /&gt;and now he works&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't really like his job,&lt;br /&gt;because he's working for jerks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's ok.&lt;br /&gt;He's cool anyway,&lt;br /&gt;He's cool as an ice cube.&lt;br /&gt;That's very cool as they say.&lt;br /&gt;And that is why,&lt;br /&gt;My pop is so cool,&lt;br /&gt;You should be jealous,&lt;br /&gt;and wish that your dad is cool toooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh that was amazing. But seriously, he's awesome. check out his blog, &lt;a href="http://dant-dant.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-2027056940544611039?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2027056940544611039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=2027056940544611039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2027056940544611039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2027056940544611039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/06/shoutout-to-pop.html' title='Shoutout to Pop!'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-7120591927308226977</id><published>2009-06-02T15:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T15:09:08.360-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dublin'/><title type='text'>School's a blow</title><content type='html'>But ben&amp;amp;jerry's Dublin Mudslide is like, Probably what they give addicts in rehab so they switch from drugs to this. it's soo good!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and hey, did you hear that dublin is gonna be the biggest city?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, it's Dublin every day!&lt;br /&gt;ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for summer,&lt;br /&gt;and I know that conflicts with what I said earlier about high school being all depressing,&lt;br /&gt;but MIDDLE SCHOOL IS SOME BLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the assistant principals,&lt;br /&gt;they are so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school makes me scream,&lt;br /&gt;scratch that,&lt;br /&gt;school makes me get fat of Dublin Mudslide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMMMMM it's so freaking good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left early, Sick.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was sick because the gay principals made me chug my water,&lt;br /&gt;and I was about to throw up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#$%^&amp;amp;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm leaving you now,&lt;br /&gt;off to do science.&lt;br /&gt;HOORAYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$$%&amp;amp;^*&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ivy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-7120591927308226977?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7120591927308226977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=7120591927308226977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/7120591927308226977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/7120591927308226977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/06/schools-blow.html' title='School&apos;s a blow'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-6514191754481846583</id><published>2009-06-01T20:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:30:29.878-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><title type='text'>Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>Hola,&lt;br /&gt;my throat, is sore.&lt;br /&gt;andd&lt;br /&gt;oh i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;losing inspiration I guess.&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;And nothing has changed&lt;br /&gt;I still suck&lt;br /&gt;still kinda confused.&lt;br /&gt;aimless?&lt;br /&gt;And as much as I hate that pit of middle school misery,&lt;br /&gt;HIGH SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;we're nearing the end.&lt;br /&gt;4 more years. THATS IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;are you ready for the real world?&lt;br /&gt;do you know what you really want?&lt;br /&gt;I don't. And I don't want to leave the tiny world of middle school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-6514191754481846583?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/6514191754481846583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=6514191754481846583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/6514191754481846583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/6514191754481846583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/06/tomorrow-and-tomorrow-and-tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow!'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-5174009621811857262</id><published>2009-05-30T22:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T22:26:29.329-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spanish teachers'/><title type='text'>Your eyes told a tale of an act of betrayal.</title><content type='html'>So today was such a waste of a Saturday&lt;br /&gt;I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Some time I unplugged my phone, because when I was fully aware, it wasn't charging anymore. I'm pretty sure it was at 5:48 when I woke up...&lt;br /&gt;So when I got up I spent a really really long time making myself pretty, just to go to play practice &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all freaking day&lt;/span&gt;. Then getting home, I decided I would love to make a change and cut my own hair. Not so fantastic. Oh well, it will grow out, and not much school left so I doubt anyone will notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems like boring blog. Well to me it does. I think it's cuz I'm not making judgmental remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About that. I think being mean makes me sad. Like really it hurts my outlook on the world.&lt;br /&gt;I should be nicer.&lt;br /&gt;Nice is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and you know what else is boring?&lt;br /&gt;rule followers.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, they are just no fun.&lt;br /&gt;I mean I'm not a bad kid. Meaning usually, I don't get caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I guess I stretch rules.&lt;br /&gt;My spanish teacher (cough) says that I always have one toe over the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the line is sooooo boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I will try to be a nice person-interesting person hybrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll work on it.&lt;br /&gt;much luck with your life,&lt;br /&gt;Ivy&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-5174009621811857262?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/5174009621811857262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=5174009621811857262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/5174009621811857262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/5174009621811857262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/05/your-eyes-told-tale-of-act-of-betrayal.html' title='Your eyes told a tale of an act of betrayal.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-7225549726829146264</id><published>2009-05-29T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:34:11.725-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Screamo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Can you stay strong?</title><content type='html'>So I miss Christmas. Some great, fantastic times.&lt;br /&gt;And I say this because Brandon just called lol.&lt;br /&gt;How sad, I miss my Christmas crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so today was great. Tons of fun organizing music for band, and gossiping, and singing for the sixth grade chorus class. That was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dude,&lt;br /&gt;screamo SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not even music.&lt;br /&gt;It's noise.&lt;br /&gt;Like I mean music  that has screaming is fine, great even. But screamo is just so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;No melody, or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Just noise.&lt;br /&gt;pshpshpsh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-7225549726829146264?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/7225549726829146264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=7225549726829146264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/7225549726829146264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/7225549726829146264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/05/can-you-stay-strong.html' title='Can you stay strong?'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-2816367097551159336</id><published>2009-05-29T16:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T17:00:06.061-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mandy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jimmy Kimmel'/><title type='text'>I never...</title><content type='html'>Hello there,&lt;br /&gt;It's me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Jimmy Kimmel with M-M-Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;Its funny.&lt;br /&gt;and dude. today was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;errrr not too much to say. there was a nice old bulletin to catch up onnnn....&lt;br /&gt;soo bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-2816367097551159336?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2816367097551159336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=2816367097551159336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2816367097551159336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2816367097551159336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-never.html' title='I never...'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-6275217418207566292</id><published>2009-05-29T16:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:54:48.309-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Make me a supermodel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" border="0" width="30" height="1" /&gt;&lt;!--- blog body ---&gt;                     &lt;div id="pBlogBody_489631469" class="blogContent"&gt;HELLO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Cupid. It's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the music in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh so today;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON ICE&lt;br /&gt;and omg I was talking to Chris and I have a totally new view on Edward:&lt;br /&gt;so for all you twilight fans&lt;br /&gt;here is a wakeup call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vcGhvdG9idWNrZXQuY29tL2ltYWdlcy9lZHdhcmQ=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i426.photobucket.com/albums/pp348/cullenism44/edward.png" alt="edward Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;is a pedifile&lt;br /&gt;like in real life if anyone acted like him,&lt;br /&gt;they needed to be reported to the police&lt;br /&gt;like seriously&lt;br /&gt;hanging out in someone's room all the time,&lt;br /&gt;telling you secrets you can't tell anyone&lt;br /&gt;and how he's so controlling&lt;br /&gt;creeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo guess what&lt;br /&gt;I get to leave early tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;to skate, then thursday too&lt;br /&gt;then on friday night&lt;br /&gt;PLAAANNEEE RIIIIIDDEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;yaaayyy.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book project today.&lt;br /&gt;booooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chchchchchchchch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha I love trevor&lt;br /&gt;the cupid not a person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmmmmmmmmm show is over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better get back to doing the book project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooo!&lt;br /&gt;g;shiordj;phoirjsehse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ivy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-6275217418207566292?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/6275217418207566292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=6275217418207566292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/6275217418207566292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/6275217418207566292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/05/make-me-supermodel.html' title='Make me a supermodel!'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-2215114930721743660</id><published>2009-05-28T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:24:43.552-04:00</updated><title type='text'>newwww post! as in written just now!</title><content type='html'>So.&lt;br /&gt;Losing it is super beautiful. By NeverShoutNever!&lt;br /&gt;go listen! gogogogo!&lt;br /&gt;Today;&lt;br /&gt;last school concert, ever.&lt;br /&gt;oh and I missed the drama club play again. haha. that was soooo fun.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; noo I didn't cut. I had a pass. XD&lt;br /&gt;but us "lows" are supercool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want.a.stud.inmynose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean thats so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;edgy&lt;/span&gt; and cool,&lt;br /&gt;and when people would see me they would be like&lt;br /&gt;whoa she's cool,&lt;br /&gt;before even knowing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's not why I want one.&lt;br /&gt;Because personally I don't bother too much with what other people think.&lt;br /&gt;If you think about it, nothing you do can change people's judgement. So why even try?&lt;br /&gt;Por ejemplo, (and I feel I'm qualified to randomly use spanish because I'm beast in that class without really trying) My science teacher,&lt;br /&gt;no matter what I do. I will be quiet and she will move me if the people around me are talking.&lt;br /&gt;dude and I'm not even exaggerating!&lt;br /&gt;She's a bit weird. And she smells like rice. haa but thats not cuz she's asian because she's not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nearly&lt;/span&gt; ninja enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK to the whole nose pierced thing. wow, why do you get me so off track? What is wrong with you?! FISH SLAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nose rings hurt. But they make a statement. And they're pretty. In a hardcore manner.&lt;br /&gt;Like a manner that is so hardcore posers can't even get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people used to tell me that if I got a nose ring, they would never talk to me again.&lt;br /&gt;But they're not talking to me anyway. So... What's stopping me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG. GUESS WHO I SAW AT [insert italian ice stand's name here, I won't say it in case i go there and you, the stalker, is waiting for me]!!!&lt;br /&gt;GUESS GUESS GUESS!&lt;br /&gt;well i know you don't know.&lt;br /&gt;it was my BEST FRIEND FOREVER Willie!&lt;br /&gt;And by best friend forever, I of course mean the person who secretly wants to be my best friend but won't admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;dude the other day, i was playing sax and i choked on my spit!&lt;br /&gt;ew!&lt;br /&gt;and it was right in the middle of a song! boo!&lt;br /&gt;well anyways, gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you reading this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you reading this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you reading this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you reading this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you reading this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you reading this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you reading this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you reading this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you reading this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, well if so, Thank you! I appreciate it a lot. Actually.... wait no. That was a mean thought. And I'm fighting those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;out&lt;/span&gt; of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since this is MY blog, and you are reading this, I suppose I can say what I want... since, well, you're reading this and you don't have to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO NO NO NO NO! don't press the little box in the corner with the x! that is a disasterous box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, unless you really have to go. But really, keep reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well actually. I'm gonna wrap this up since it's getting late. But either way, I will try to move other my myspace blogs since we all know that is where the true aweomeness is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;I will. post again. later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep reading! don't press that little box with the x!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chchchchchch!&lt;br /&gt;(because I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;cool!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-2215114930721743660?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/2215114930721743660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=2215114930721743660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2215114930721743660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/2215114930721743660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/05/newwww-post-as-in-written-just-now.html' title='newwww post! as in written just now!'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-8060589698150902370</id><published>2009-05-28T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:05:50.291-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linkin park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace'/><title type='text'>moooreeee catch upp =)</title><content type='html'>Ugh;&lt;br /&gt;has anyone noticed how myspace is becoming facebook? I mean look the little message bar! I hate that on fb, now we have it on myspace too?&lt;br /&gt;Myspace was fine before it turned into this!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have my iPod on shuffle right now, and so you know, I have some weird music. Right now is Given Up on by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vcGhvdG9idWNrZXQuY29tL2ltYWdlcy9saW5raW4=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i227.photobucket.com/albums/dd211/hectorch10/linkin.jpg" alt="linkin Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you haven't heard that song and are a generally cheery person and want to hear something so depressing it's funny then listen to it. It's like, screaming. And to a point screaming is cool, I guess. But when you're screaming and it's noise more then music, it's a bit excessive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you know what pisses me off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when people can't spell. or spell like crap for shorthand. or use weird symbols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so for example:&lt;br /&gt;lls= laughing like shit.&lt;br /&gt;this is so stupid. shit doesn't even laugh. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;but then you take this lls and turn it into&lt;br /&gt;LLz&lt;br /&gt;ok. wtf is a zhit? how does that even make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;turning "like"&lt;br /&gt;into&lt;br /&gt;lyke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really?&lt;br /&gt;I mean that's not even saving letters. That just makes you look stupid.&lt;br /&gt;So. Stop. Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really shouldn't chide bulletin readers. But really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so anyway. who saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vcGhvdG9idWNrZXQuY29tL2ltYWdlcy9sb3N0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h108/Darkclavicle/Lost/Lost.jpg" alt="Lost Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;season 5 finale?&lt;br /&gt;it was freaking riveting! Don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vcGhvdG9idWNrZXQuY29tL2ltYWdlcy9oZWFydCUyMGljb25z" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww271/mnc_xboo/Icons/icon-6.jpg" alt="heart with chalk Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is cute!!&lt;br /&gt;Just looking at random stuff on photobucket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vcGhvdG9idWNrZXQuY29tL2ltYWdlcy9jb2xvciUyMHNwbGFzaA==" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i256.photobucket.com/albums/hh187/1zuzax1/COLOR%20SPLASH/2309445063_1f10af9c2c_m.jpg" alt="color in hand Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa has a stash of peanut m&amp;amp;ms in his studio. Yummy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and you know what I was thinking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you know how on Thanksgiving you're supposed to say what you're grateful for? I never do. But really I was thinking about it and I really am grateful for a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I want right now?&lt;br /&gt;well I have nothing better to do. Actually I do. I could do homework. But anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vcGhvdG9idWNrZXQuY29tL2ltYWdlcy9pY2VkJTIwY2hhaSUyMGxhdHRl" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n4/g_garcia06/La%20Fea%20Mas%20Bella/La%20Fea%20Mas%20Bella/Jaime%20Camil/starbucks_iced_latte.jpg" alt="Iced Chai Tea Latte Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vcGhvdG9idWNrZXQuY29tL2ltYWdlcy9jb29raWU=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c273/Sarahsshady/cookie.jpg" alt="cookie Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vcGhvdG9idWNrZXQuY29tL2ltYWdlcy9iZW4lMjZqZXJyeXM=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e15/Rachel_1234/ben.jpg" alt="Ben and Jerrys Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH i want some vacation. Like Mexico?&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Florida soon. YAAAAAYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;But really. School is so old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain today. I love rain.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;chchchchchchchchch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I got a blog, would you read it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;I'm oddly enough running out of things to say. Which is strange because like during the day I think of lots and lots of things to say.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. thanks for reading&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-8060589698150902370?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/8060589698150902370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=8060589698150902370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/8060589698150902370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/8060589698150902370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/05/moooreeee-catch-upp.html' title='moooreeee catch upp =)'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h108/Darkclavicle/Lost/th_Lost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-4523674446085346071</id><published>2009-05-28T17:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:21:07.940-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='castle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last night.'/><title type='text'>catch-up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--- blog subject ---&gt;                                          &lt;!--- blog body ---&gt;                     &lt;div id="pBlogBody_488928397" class="blogContent"&gt;First off, turn the sound on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Castle bulletin. I'm currently watching it. Again. But it is really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vcGhvdG9idWNrZXQuY29tL2ltYWdlcy9jYXN0bGUlMjB0dg==" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m64/ladidadi84/tv%20shows/castletv.jpg" alt="castle Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's a crappy picture, but anyway. I love this show! For my bitchen bulletin followers who don't know, it's about an arrogant crime writer who starts to follow around a cop, it's a really good show (even though Geetika says it sounds stupid)&lt;br /&gt;Well go to &lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vYWJjLmNvbQ=="&gt;abc.com&lt;/a&gt; and watch some episodes. Trust me, it's amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change of subject&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what pisses me off?&lt;br /&gt;Teachers with attitude. MHM. That's why I'm so glad Ms. McDonough is gone. My goodness, she hated me. But everyone hated her. She's gonnna suck as a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;but anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUNCH IS THE BEST&lt;br /&gt;except...&lt;br /&gt;grrrr&lt;br /&gt;I missed Emily and Kristen and Tatiana today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;LOST SEASON 5 FINALE COMES ON TONIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;and I know nobody cares. But it's so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO for my randomness&lt;br /&gt;I was abused today! Isaiah is so mean!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh so mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also&lt;br /&gt;also&lt;br /&gt;also&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the game boggle?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's for losers.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it. But my dad loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this would be the source of the music.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" border="0" width="435" height="270"&gt;   &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;   &lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal"&gt;   &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.myspaceplaylists.com/mc/mp3player_new.swf"&gt;   &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;   &lt;param name="flashvars" value="tomy=http%3A%2F%2Fwww...%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_regular.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=435&amp;amp;myheight=270&amp;amp;file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww...%2Floadplaylist.php%3Fplaylist%3D63589435%26t%3D1242249591&amp;amp;wid=ms"&gt; &lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" src="http://www.myspaceplaylists.com/mc/mp3player_new.swf" wmode="transparent" flashvars="tomy=http%3A%2F%2Fwww...%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_regular.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=435&amp;amp;myheight=270&amp;amp;file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww...%2Floadplaylist.php%3Fplaylist%3D63589435%26t%3D1242249591&amp;amp;wid=ms" border="0" width="435" height="270"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3Lm15c29jaWFsZ3JvdXAuY29t"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myspaceplaylists.com/mc/images/create_gray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3Lm15c29jaWFsZ3JvdXAuY29tL3N0YW5kYWxvbmUvNjM1ODk0MzU=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myspaceplaylists.com/mc/images/launch_gray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3Lm15c29jaWFsZ3JvdXAuY29tL2Rvd25sb2FkLzYzNTg5NDM1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myspaceplaylists.com/mc/images/get_gray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some great songs to give a listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummmm&lt;br /&gt;So also, people who don't listen to music. or who refuse to try new music.&lt;br /&gt;anything not normal "sucks"&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;welllllll&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go because really I'm running out of crap.&lt;br /&gt;Watch Castle.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-4523674446085346071?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4523674446085346071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=4523674446085346071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4523674446085346071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4523674446085346071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/05/catch-up.html' title='catch-up.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m64/ladidadi84/tv%20shows/th_castletv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-1744170272738996522</id><published>2009-05-27T20:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:01:20.334-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another old one. I promise I will catch up.</title><content type='html'>Who loves Adam Lambert?&lt;br /&gt;Ok well back off. He's my husband.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, you say he's gay. But no.&lt;br /&gt;Our love is strong enough&lt;br /&gt;to break&lt;br /&gt;the bonds&lt;br /&gt;of HOMOSEXUALITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mhmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vcGhvdG9idWNrZXQuY29tL2ltYWdlcy9hZGFtJTIwbGFtYmVydA==" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q255/oilfield_wife/adam-lambert.jpg" alt="adam lambert Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, &lt;i&gt; dayum&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG you know who else is sexy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vcGhvdG9idWNrZXQuY29tL2ltYWdlcy9hZmk=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q171/nucking_futs_owns/AFI/afi.jpg" alt="A.F.I Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blond guy. second from the right. mmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway.&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT I DID TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;GUESS&lt;br /&gt;GUESS&lt;br /&gt;GUESS&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well anyways. ME and SARAH made a BITCHIN NEW VOICEMAIL&lt;br /&gt;I mean it is totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Ever wanted to talk to a unicorn?&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;mwahahahaha. just press one. or six. but five is my personal favorite.&lt;br /&gt;chchchchchchchchch&lt;br /&gt;^^ that's the sound i make when i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever think about old inside jokes?&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about some today,&lt;br /&gt;they make like no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH&lt;br /&gt;and also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah idk.&lt;br /&gt;Dude more pathetic people today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;i looked completely awful today&lt;br /&gt;*ahhhhh*&lt;br /&gt;well its over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSOOO&lt;br /&gt;ah i love sciennce now.&lt;br /&gt;even though I get thoroughly nothing done.&lt;br /&gt;Who cares about the weather anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chchchchchchchchch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clearly, you're boring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noooo just kidding! way to read this :)&lt;br /&gt;I need to go to the mall.&lt;br /&gt;Well not need. But I would love to go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;What's to look forward to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the season finale of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vcGhvdG9idWNrZXQuY29tL2ltYWdlcy9sb3N0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/TV/Lost-11.jpg" alt="lost Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is on tomorrow night&lt;br /&gt;and guess who is on it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vcGhvdG9idWNrZXQuY29tL2ltYWdlcy9sb3N0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b117/sagetheory/473px-Lost-sayid.jpg" alt="Sayid Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naveen Andrews&lt;br /&gt;He's so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also the Florida competition&lt;br /&gt;and Kings Dominion&lt;br /&gt;Then Summer&lt;br /&gt;And AASC&lt;br /&gt;But its not coming fast enough :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chchchchchchchchchch.&lt;br /&gt;well anyways&lt;br /&gt;Clearly I'm running out of things that make this bulletin bitchin.&lt;br /&gt;buh-byeee&lt;br /&gt;love, Ivyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-1744170272738996522?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/1744170272738996522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=1744170272738996522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/1744170272738996522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/1744170272738996522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-old-one-i-promise-i-will-catch.html' title='Another old one. I promise I will catch up.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q171/nucking_futs_owns/AFI/th_afi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-6839566997429058647</id><published>2009-05-26T20:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:28:03.789-04:00</updated><title type='text'>old, posted now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px;font-size:100%;" &gt;you're so gay and you don't even like boys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone else think that song is mean?&lt;br /&gt;I mean the lyrics start with&lt;br /&gt;"you should hang yourself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway. some people are pathetic. i think its funny. but it would be mean to go and talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;so as to not keep my HA feelings repressed i let them out in a bullitin.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;are you really reading this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD FOR YOU!!! =) thats awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can take a sunrise and sprinkle it with dew?&lt;br /&gt;The candy man can cuz he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px;font-size:100%;" &gt;Spring. Is. The. Best. Season. Ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px;font-size:100%;" &gt;Like really. All the benefits of summer without the mosquitos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vcGhvdG9idWNrZXQuY29tL2ltYWdlcy9zcHJpbmc=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a311/iamwonderrwoman/spring.jpg" alt="spring Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px;font-size:100%;" &gt;Car rides. They're pretty fun, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px;font-size:100%;" &gt;Well I think so. I visited my grandparents today. They're awesome. My grandma is an artist and my grandpa is a photographer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px;font-size:100%;" &gt;Plus, they have a really beautiful house/yard. It's like 9 acres. Lots of places to explore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH but something gay&lt;br /&gt;People who are like&lt;br /&gt;Oh i loooove coffee!&lt;br /&gt;and then&lt;br /&gt;go to starbucks and order a crappachino&lt;br /&gt;and are like mmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if you give them a cup of hardcore coffee they can't drink it.&lt;br /&gt;posers.&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;the people who fill up their cup with like a quarter cup of coffee&lt;br /&gt;then add like a ton of "irish cream" crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 51, 153);" target="_blank" href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vcGhvdG9idWNrZXQuY29tL2ltYWdlcy9jb2ZmZWUlMjBtYXRl"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px;" alt="mate Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i355.photobucket.com/albums/r469/mrthai-2008/coffee-mate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats hazelnut but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to something cheerier&lt;br /&gt;MS MCDONOUGH IS GONE!!&lt;br /&gt;gr i didn't like her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;uhhhh&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited, I'm going to Florida!&lt;br /&gt;But.... gr I have to learn another program...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Bored of reading this yet?&lt;br /&gt;well way to stick it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow that was a lot of stuff!&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHH and guess what?! I know what part of my birthday present is!&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS THE COOLEST THING EVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ok. bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-6839566997429058647?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/6839566997429058647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=6839566997429058647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/6839566997429058647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/6839566997429058647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/05/old-posted-now.html' title='old, posted now.'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6736916785185032349.post-4925690351422163997</id><published>2009-05-26T20:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:20:18.517-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bulletins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace'/><title type='text'>&amp;&amp; Yes It's been a while</title><content type='html'>blogging is just so hard!&lt;br /&gt;especially when no one reads,&lt;br /&gt;but on my &lt;a href="http://mypace.com/taxidriverlol"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt; i post &lt;a href="http://http://bulletins.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=bulletin.ShowMyBulletins&amp;amp;friendID=414573317"&gt;bitchen bulletins&lt;/a&gt; which expire after 10 days. &lt;br /&gt;for the especially awesome ones, i convert them into myspace blogs (view &lt;a href="http://blogs.myspace.com/taxidriverlol"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;and a lot of my friends read it.&lt;br /&gt;so i ask the question,&lt;br /&gt;if i got a blog, would you read it?&lt;br /&gt;most say yes.&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I should.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. I'm gonna start copying my blogs from there over to here.&lt;br /&gt;lets show some attitude.&lt;br /&gt;I've got a lot to say, now is a reason to say it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6736916785185032349-4925690351422163997?l=viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/feeds/4925690351422163997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6736916785185032349&amp;postID=4925690351422163997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4925690351422163997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6736916785185032349/posts/default/4925690351422163997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://viciouslyyellow.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes-its-been-while.html' title='&amp;&amp; Yes It&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>irrational.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09757973096691321709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUr739LuIhY/SownvxqQerI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TaWGFGV9wqc/S220/on+a+bikeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
