<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227</id><updated>2009-11-03T07:43:07.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stars are Purple</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>193</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-855568792669580079</id><published>2009-08-22T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T20:21:45.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>coldest story ever told.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that last post makes me mad. i hate capitalizing things. i have a lot of resentment right now. and im not sure if thats even the right word for how i feel. i just need to write right now. put my thoughts out there. because i dont feel like wasting paper and ink. i always write in sentence fragments. not sure why. i sometimes dont finish my sentences when im actually speaking either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tonight is the first night ive actually been lonely in a very very long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;even when i was confined to nothingness over summer, i still wasnt lonely - i didnt even want to see anyone. but now, i just want to be surrounded by people. only certain people though. ive always been very independent. but now, i want more than anything to just mingle with the crowd. its a weird change. but i think its a good change. i could go a weekend with just staying at home, but now i feel like i HAVE to be out. i just want to leave the nest. fly with the sparrow. its a metaphor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;maybe me wanting to be surrounded by people, is really me becoming even more independent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-855568792669580079?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/855568792669580079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=855568792669580079' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/855568792669580079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/855568792669580079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/08/coldest-story-ever-told.html' title='coldest story ever told.'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-3935154298950434794</id><published>2009-07-21T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:59:05.113-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>sitting on the dock</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i tend to drift away from things quite easily.&lt;br /&gt;i abandoned this blog,&lt;br /&gt;which is something i never wanted to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my world is changed,&lt;br /&gt; and i feel i am no longer the person i once was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okey that's just me being dramatic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im lost in the ocean&lt;br /&gt; and i need a tug boat to slowly&lt;br /&gt;pull me back to shore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;reach me here:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/annemariepwns"&gt;www.myspace.com/annemariepwns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im not abandoning this babyblog ive created,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;any longer ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-3935154298950434794?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/3935154298950434794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=3935154298950434794' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/3935154298950434794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/3935154298950434794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/07/sitting-on-dock.html' title='sitting on the dock'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-3246109873887469721</id><published>2009-06-05T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:27:06.047-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='howstheweather?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blehh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>skiddly dooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think that possibly&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm falling for you&lt;br /&gt;Yes There's a chance that I've fallen quite hard over you&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the waters that make your eyes shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now I'm shining too&lt;br /&gt;Because Oh Because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen quite hard over you&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't know you I'd rather not know&lt;br /&gt;If I couldn't have you I'd rather be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Falling in love at a Coffee Shop, Landon Pigg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/Sim3FiR5MYI/AAAAAAAABCY/GLQTK34ermA/s1600-h/lovesss+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344003738580889986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/Sim3FiR5MYI/AAAAAAAABCY/GLQTK34ermA/s320/lovesss+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's been my expression lately, like "uhhhh.. wow"&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind the idiot on the right &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i gotz them butterflies like no other sukka. What if I talked gangsta all the time?&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/1094082830347501227-3246109873887469721?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/3246109873887469721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=3246109873887469721' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/3246109873887469721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/3246109873887469721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/06/skiddly-dooo.html' title='skiddly dooo'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/Sim3FiR5MYI/AAAAAAAABCY/GLQTK34ermA/s72-c/lovesss+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-4662916003291217038</id><published>2009-06-02T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:06:29.547-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blehh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grin and bare it. That's my moto for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-4662916003291217038?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/4662916003291217038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=4662916003291217038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/4662916003291217038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/4662916003291217038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/06/grin-and-bare-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-2858281372417780001</id><published>2009-06-01T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:22:49.751-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oddball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures'/><title type='text'>what is this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the past 4 days I've gotten less than ten hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;This can lead to delirium, agitation, and pure happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Stay awake for multiple days straight with caution.&lt;br /&gt;You'll end up extremely happy like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SiQ2r-v2DFI/AAAAAAAABCA/EAdTSft6fuQ/s1600-h/happy+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342455187174198354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SiQ2r-v2DFI/AAAAAAAABCA/EAdTSft6fuQ/s320/happy+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite possibly like this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SiQ24vKAm4I/AAAAAAAABCI/M5vKNkXzzlo/s1600-h/happy+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SiQ2-Jg_JnI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Osuzu6HEHvA/s1600-h/happy+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342455499302315634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SiQ2-Jg_JnI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Osuzu6HEHvA/s320/happy+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Boy you two kinds of crazy. (i say that way too often)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Things have gone 180 since my last post. Goodgoodgood. *knock on wood*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;* wow the day just went from a level 4 to like level 20!!&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/1094082830347501227-2858281372417780001?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/2858281372417780001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=2858281372417780001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/2858281372417780001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/2858281372417780001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-is-this.html' title='what is this'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SiQ2r-v2DFI/AAAAAAAABCA/EAdTSft6fuQ/s72-c/happy+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-2094887471326836282</id><published>2009-05-27T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T17:48:21.400-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blehh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I got back from California. The whole time we were there I was dying to come back home. I didn't enjoy and soak in our vacation, because I was anxious to come back to Arizona. I was happy to come home at first, but now I want more than anything to get away. I take my family for granted.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to my friend's house in a little bit. Her goofy ways can cheer me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Home is where the heart is. Hearts get hurt. It's better to stay away from home, where you wear your heart on your sleeve.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/Sh3elT1zMAI/AAAAAAAAA_w/w27HoBCTmdA/s1600-h/wkjoj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340669465693728770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/Sh3elT1zMAI/AAAAAAAAA_w/w27HoBCTmdA/s320/wkjoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/Sh3ey-2gzJI/AAAAAAAAA_4/JCDKSMSb41o/s1600-h/california_trashhh+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340669700577741970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/Sh3ey-2gzJI/AAAAAAAAA_4/JCDKSMSb41o/s320/california_trashhh+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-2094887471326836282?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/2094887471326836282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=2094887471326836282' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/2094887471326836282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/2094887471326836282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-i-got-back-from-california.html' title=''/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/Sh3elT1zMAI/AAAAAAAAA_w/w27HoBCTmdA/s72-c/wkjoj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-6619912123360020235</id><published>2009-05-21T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:11:33.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>a wise man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Just wait a while. It'll happen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- a wise man. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If there's one thing I need to learn in life, it's to have &lt;strong&gt;patience&lt;/strong&gt; and some faith in people. I always look for the worst outcome of a situation, when in reality things aren't even that bad. I just need to calm down and wait. wait. wait.&lt;br /&gt;Plus I need to give myself some credit. &lt;strong&gt;low self esteem&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm working on everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;school's out. Let the games begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/ShYJqb5gtrI/AAAAAAAAA_o/IzAp0SHWXU4/s1600-h/skirrt+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338465032942433970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/ShYJqb5gtrI/AAAAAAAAA_o/IzAp0SHWXU4/s320/skirrt+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-6619912123360020235?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/6619912123360020235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=6619912123360020235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/6619912123360020235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/6619912123360020235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/05/wise-man.html' title='a wise man'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/ShYJqb5gtrI/AAAAAAAAA_o/IzAp0SHWXU4/s72-c/skirrt+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-5279576199025055523</id><published>2009-05-19T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:03:34.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blehh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>that's what you get</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i cant promise you anything&lt;br /&gt;i know yeah i'm slow&lt;br /&gt;i sleep the best in cold&lt;br /&gt;dreams are the place to be&lt;br /&gt;- Saturday by chris Garneau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/ShN2wfIRmpI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/QkI1-SdvHrY/s1600-h/skirrt+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337740558726175378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/ShN2wfIRmpI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/QkI1-SdvHrY/s320/skirrt+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;whywhywhy. I just want the year to be over. Two more days. This is a little view of how the days have been going. (the one above included)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/ShN6dzAXiNI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/sARvNtFybag/s1600-h/skirrt+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337744635690715346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/ShN6dzAXiNI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/sARvNtFybag/s320/skirrt+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow. The most relevant song just came on. Eff you Relient K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337745328569459682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/ShN7GILiI-I/AAAAAAAAA_g/LPD2lupHLO4/s320/skirrt+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; who i am hates who I've been&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Make it happen. But how? Get over it, and move one.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be frank and tell you this statement above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hi, I'm Frank. I wish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I sound legitimately crazy. I'm not i swear.&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/1094082830347501227-5279576199025055523?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/5279576199025055523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=5279576199025055523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/5279576199025055523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/5279576199025055523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/05/thats-what-you-get.html' title='that&apos;s what you get'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/ShN2wfIRmpI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/QkI1-SdvHrY/s72-c/skirrt+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-1192049942852754526</id><published>2009-05-16T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T20:51:54.981-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blehh'/><title type='text'>ouch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know that I've been dancing around the truth&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what the hell I'm suppose to do&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little bit agitated&lt;br /&gt;With a slight scent of denial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Nevershoutnever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Exactly.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/Sg-JxXvhGnI/AAAAAAAAA_I/9rEXyw4iJRk/s1600-h/fly+away.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336635564737239666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/Sg-JxXvhGnI/AAAAAAAAA_I/9rEXyw4iJRk/s320/fly+away.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-1192049942852754526?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/1192049942852754526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=1192049942852754526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/1192049942852754526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/1192049942852754526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/05/ouch.html' title='ouch'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/Sg-JxXvhGnI/AAAAAAAAA_I/9rEXyw4iJRk/s72-c/fly+away.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-3007399245589543529</id><published>2009-05-15T18:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:12:29.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;younger&lt;br /&gt;older&lt;br /&gt;close friend&lt;br /&gt;party friend&lt;br /&gt;beautiful&lt;br /&gt;just alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh the choices. It makes my heart thump.&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/1094082830347501227-3007399245589543529?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/3007399245589543529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=3007399245589543529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/3007399245589543529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/3007399245589543529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-8573532528885938092</id><published>2009-05-13T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:12:10.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>it's a bipolar kind of day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This morning I woke up at 4:30 and almost started getting ready for school. But I forced myself back to sleep and had a dream I was using bleach to brush my teeth. I looked up what the meaning of bleach was in my dream dictionary, and it makes sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;]In dance we were doing a seance in the auditorium. It really didn't scare me because nothing happened. People had bad energy in the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lunch me and my friend just sat stagnant. But then her boyfriend came over and she got all googly eyed with love and I got depressed. I honestly didn't get jealous, but it was more like I was so happy that she could STILL have those special feelings 8 months into their relationship. It gave me hope for the world. haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then at the beginning of math I started crying because I was so overcome with emotion and I feel so lonely (not friend wise). Then I was laughing because I finally admitted to myself that I am lonesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I came home had a screaming match with my mom and then went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and went to a party for dance with the ones I love. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SguZwK4EipI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/gWQPYqbBWZ8/s1600-h/love+child+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335527236382788242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SguZwK4EipI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/gWQPYqbBWZ8/s320/love+child+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We play dress up when we aren't summoning ghosts in dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-8573532528885938092?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/8573532528885938092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=8573532528885938092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/8573532528885938092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/8573532528885938092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-bipolar-kind-of-day.html' title='it&apos;s a bipolar kind of day'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SguZwK4EipI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/gWQPYqbBWZ8/s72-c/love+child+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-9222271035452248264</id><published>2009-05-12T21:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:33:27.991-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oddball'/><title type='text'>por que?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My brother just came into my room and sang&lt;br /&gt;"wake up. wake up. the war is over."&lt;br /&gt;    [no referance to the actual war going on]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;with a big smile on his face. what an odd boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-9222271035452248264?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/9222271035452248264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=9222271035452248264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/9222271035452248264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/9222271035452248264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/05/por-que.html' title='por que?'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-5565384762893699821</id><published>2009-05-10T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:46:33.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appearance'/><title type='text'>With this face is how I get the men</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is how I feel about school and finals right now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SgerY3n_GEI/AAAAAAAAA-I/YTbIoUT7yW0/s1600-h/finals+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334420727380514882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SgerY3n_GEI/AAAAAAAAA-I/YTbIoUT7yW0/s320/finals+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Why do teachers choose the worst weekends to assign projects?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ok ok I have to go back to writing my cultural research paper on Slovenia.&lt;br /&gt;But wait, I'm getting distracted as I type this very sentence by a show about sex appeal. It's a scientific study. Oooo lala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I feel like I neglect my blog when blogger home not set at my homepage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh, and and while we're on the topic of sex appeal (i guess), would you ever date someone who's a year younger than you and your friends are telling you not to because he's in a grade lower?&lt;br /&gt;Not that it pertains to me or anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334422484508840850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/Sges_JcBk5I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/Iro4rEKzCxM/s320/finals+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                                        wait what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have too many facial expressions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-5565384762893699821?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/5565384762893699821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=5565384762893699821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/5565384762893699821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/5565384762893699821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/05/with-this-face-is-how-i-get-men.html' title='With this face is how I get the men'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SgerY3n_GEI/AAAAAAAAA-I/YTbIoUT7yW0/s72-c/finals+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-41419439090154674</id><published>2009-05-06T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T17:36:14.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appearance'/><title type='text'>oops</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I kind of just got hair dye all over a cabinet, and it won't come off.&lt;br /&gt;I'll figure it out once I wash it out of my hair. uhhhht oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dance show is tomorrow. So excited, but kind of nervous, but not really. I should be used to it by now, since I've been doing it for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;figure out how to get stains off of cabinets for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-41419439090154674?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/41419439090154674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=41419439090154674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/41419439090154674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/41419439090154674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/05/oops.html' title='oops'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-5654048857458255189</id><published>2009-05-05T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:30:26.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oddball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Find me a gentleman like him</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2009/05/04/funny-pictures-this-cardboard-container/"&gt;&lt;img class="mine_3849258" title="funny-pictures-kitten-is-chivalrous" alt="funny pictures of cats with captions" src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2009/04/funny-pictures-kitten-is-chivalrous.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/"&gt;Lolcats and funny pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-5654048857458255189?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/5654048857458255189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=5654048857458255189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/5654048857458255189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/5654048857458255189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/05/find-me-gentleman-like-him.html' title='Find me a gentleman like him'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-6502423104256231142</id><published>2009-05-03T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T15:53:23.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dontfeelgood'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hate memories they make my heart hurt, and it's hard to shake them off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This week is going to DRAIN me. The recital for dance is thursday and friday, and I have to spend the whole week getting ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tomorrow I have to go to school at 7 and stay until 9 o'clock at night for dress rehearsal.. why?! School can just go away forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Im probably just going to sleep from 3 to 6 in the auditorium then pull myself together to dance from 6 to 9. shizznit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;p.s. it was a good weekend &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-6502423104256231142?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/6502423104256231142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=6502423104256231142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/6502423104256231142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/6502423104256231142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hate-memories-they-make-my-heart-hurt.html' title=''/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-3296410384627401660</id><published>2009-04-29T18:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T18:49:21.788-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shows'/><title type='text'>im the baby gotta love me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;why remembers the show Dinosaurs? I was only like 2 years old when this was on, but I vaguely remember it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hdEyoTGVhwk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hdEyoTGVhwk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-3296410384627401660?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/3296410384627401660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=3296410384627401660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/3296410384627401660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/3296410384627401660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-nut-snap-snap-im-nut-snap-snap.html' title='im the baby gotta love me'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-8436549673090027486</id><published>2009-04-28T18:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T18:31:59.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dontfeelgood'/><title type='text'>I lied</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't have a sinus infection. Praise the lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-8436549673090027486?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/8436549673090027486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=8436549673090027486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/8436549673090027486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/8436549673090027486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-lied.html' title='I lied'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-1247585839913945936</id><published>2009-04-27T20:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T20:51:00.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oddball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dontfeelgood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shows'/><title type='text'>diagnostic procedure of a 16 year old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"My face hurts"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've been saying that for the past few days and I finally remembered why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SINUSITIS&lt;/strong&gt;. It happened last year, and it came back again this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My parents get mad because I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'m "always sick." However, the doctor last year said that it will &lt;em&gt;keep coming back&lt;/em&gt; unless I continure treating it - which I haven't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;TMI:&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are REDREDRED and draining out stuff and this picture explains why:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://wlal.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/sinus.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 420px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://wlal.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/sinus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The naso-lacrimal ducts are connected to the interior turbinate. And they also connect to the lacrimal sac. Therefore the stuff from my nose is coming out of my eyes. That's nasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I watch too much House. and I feel like every other word from the above paragraph is spelled wrong. What a genius.&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/1094082830347501227-1247585839913945936?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/1247585839913945936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=1247585839913945936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/1247585839913945936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/1247585839913945936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/04/diagnostic-procedure-of-16-year-old.html' title='diagnostic procedure of a 16 year old'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-2596182284901437537</id><published>2009-04-26T13:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:48:33.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Betty freakin Crocker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I had to bake 36 cupcakes for a class assignment. I never want to eat raw batter again. Hoewever, I think they turned out really really good! If a bakery was hiring for a summer job, I'd take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329102431392204626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfTGbTLNh1I/AAAAAAAAA9U/QxRNzHOADqQ/s320/cupcakes+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This one's my favorite looking:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfTG2m9rkBI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Hm4LHWv1Zwg/s1600-h/cupcakes+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329102900560629778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfTG2m9rkBI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Hm4LHWv1Zwg/s200/cupcakes+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I've noticed that I really like wearing green and teals lately. This dress I got from Forever 21 is SO comfortable and fits my small lady parts perfectly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfTHVOL33mI/AAAAAAAAA9k/K24Za_fQ02k/s1600-h/bcww+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329103426485214818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfTHVOL33mI/AAAAAAAAA9k/K24Za_fQ02k/s320/bcww+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes I despise shopping because dresses are always so loose over my shoulders, and I don't like wearing undershirts. But this one is just great (its the one im wearing in my header).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another dress that I'm fond of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfTH2AQknBI/AAAAAAAAA9s/54BfLaZ161U/s1600-h/jhgdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329103989682510866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfTH2AQknBI/AAAAAAAAA9s/54BfLaZ161U/s320/jhgdf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Deliciousness (they're also in green packaging by coincidence):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfTIiyBPFsI/AAAAAAAAA90/dESARzoRzwo/s1600-h/bcww+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329104758954202818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfTIiyBPFsI/AAAAAAAAA90/dESARzoRzwo/s200/bcww+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* added like a billion hours later: face chart I just finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329212584483866066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfUqnDazxdI/AAAAAAAAA98/cAEua6WIE0o/s200/facechart1+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I feel so proud ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-2596182284901437537?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/2596182284901437537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=2596182284901437537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/2596182284901437537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/2596182284901437537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/04/betty-freakin-crocker.html' title='Betty freakin Crocker'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfTGbTLNh1I/AAAAAAAAA9U/QxRNzHOADqQ/s72-c/cupcakes+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-3760401623380921413</id><published>2009-04-25T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:36:08.241-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AMAZING'/><title type='text'>im an underaged love rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I stuck to my word and went to MAC today. I feel accomplished, because I don't really follow through with things I say I'm going to do. LAME.&lt;br /&gt;I got a Grande Duo blush in Love Rock and a lipglass in Underage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfPHRo9PcFI/AAAAAAAAA7s/aAa8MTpiCfA/s1600-h/bcww+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328821889975414866" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfPHRo9PcFI/AAAAAAAAA7s/aAa8MTpiCfA/s200/bcww+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfPHmKYxpuI/AAAAAAAAA70/7THJU0R1pVE/s1600-h/underage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328822242546656994" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfPHmKYxpuI/AAAAAAAAA70/7THJU0R1pVE/s200/underage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I highly highly highly recommed both of these products.&lt;br /&gt;*but if you have very light skin, you might prefer the Grand Duo in Moonriver (below)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328822896343138898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfPIMN-AQlI/AAAAAAAAA78/OzK8QPhHTwo/s200/bcww+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(i love both of the grand duos i have &lt;3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-3760401623380921413?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/3760401623380921413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=3760401623380921413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/3760401623380921413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/3760401623380921413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-underaged-love-rock.html' title='im an underaged love rock'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfPHRo9PcFI/AAAAAAAAA7s/aAa8MTpiCfA/s72-c/bcww+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-8506282833453870061</id><published>2009-04-24T20:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T20:17:35.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AMAZING'/><title type='text'>i dreamt of</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MAC products last night. Not even lying. Particularly&lt;br /&gt;Wait.. would it be "dreamt of" or "dreamed of"?&lt;br /&gt;Especially the Peppermint Patti nail polish that's sold out. *tears*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfJ_2PDVzpI/AAAAAAAAA7k/WrvhVyXNIsA/s1600-h/mac+sugarsweet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328461878862925458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfJ_2PDVzpI/AAAAAAAAA7k/WrvhVyXNIsA/s320/mac+sugarsweet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a sign that I need to go get some things I've been eyeballing lately.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously could spend over an hour on the website just drooling.&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow I'm going to march my little butt into Dillard's (since there's not an actual MAC store close by), and buy whatever my heart desires. Ok maybe not everything my heart desires, because then I will go broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-8506282833453870061?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/8506282833453870061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=8506282833453870061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/8506282833453870061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/8506282833453870061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dreamt-of.html' title='i dreamt of'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/SfJ_2PDVzpI/AAAAAAAAA7k/WrvhVyXNIsA/s72-c/mac+sugarsweet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-5706497814561471677</id><published>2009-04-23T22:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:38:42.602-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='howstheweather?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>bland.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;like an oatmeal raisin cookie. but oh so delicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-5706497814561471677?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/5706497814561471677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=5706497814561471677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/5706497814561471677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/5706497814561471677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/04/bland.html' title='bland.'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-4587276568869865299</id><published>2009-04-22T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:46:45.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>it makes me smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'M HAPPY KNOWIN' THAT YOU ARE MINE&lt;br /&gt;THE GRASS IS GREENER ON THE OTHER SIDE&lt;br /&gt;THE MORE I THINK THE MORE I WISH&lt;br /&gt;THAT WE COULD JUST LIE FOR HOURS AND&lt;br /&gt;JUST REMINISCE, A OO OO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Cristopher Drew, Nevershoutnever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1094082830347501227-4587276568869865299?l=starsarepurple.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/feeds/4587276568869865299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1094082830347501227&amp;postID=4587276568869865299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/4587276568869865299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1094082830347501227/posts/default/4587276568869865299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starsarepurple.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-makes-me-smile.html' title='it makes me smile'/><author><name>Anne Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15021773114622174597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02733162456208384173'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1094082830347501227.post-481838021188550253</id><published>2009-04-21T23:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:14:47.741-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dontfeelgood'/><title type='text'>best post ever.. maybe. maybe not;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let me just say that my throat and head hurts so bad. It's just pulsing like the energizer bunny is &lt;strong&gt;beating&lt;/strong&gt; my face in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On a happier note, I had to dance in a Broadway choir show today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327390319203893794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b5wH04M4TjI/Se6xRQQAwiI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Ifamm_Hle0Y/s320/cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My friend (on the right) is a hippie and I love her. We're double the trouble when we're together. Actually, we cannot go a day without laughing and appr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;eciating each other's company. I love my dance friends more than any other friends. They understand me better. Oh what the heck, no one understands my ways of thinking. But I'm ok with that because life is like a box of chocolates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Writing the first sentence of this post made me realize that I complain A LOT. It needs to stop because I don't intentionally mean to do it. Complaining just kind of happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Why am I still awake at 11 o'clock on a school night?&lt;br /&gt;- School doesn't start until 11:20 tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What kind of schooling system allows high schoolers to go to school for only THREE hours? and then we don't even have school Friday. wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Who get's mad about that? me. Why? because my head is pounding and I have Man in the Mirror by Michael Jackson stuck in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Big Edie (from Grey Gardens) has words of wisdom for me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edith "Big Edie" Bouvier Beale&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Will you shut up? 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