<?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-6550860</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:05:57.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.::Perfectly Moi::.</title><subtitle type='html'>Feliciaz Blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-110815743886007319</id><published>2005-02-11T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T16:30:38.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry I never am on.I am stressed most of the time lately (and I am starting soccer next week, omg, it could be worse). I finally did the SATs.. it sucked. we had it last weekend b/c the snow postponned it two weeks. before that i was even more stressed and i had headaches everyday, but i feel better it is over. BUT if i did bad, I will have to take the new SAts, which i dread having to do since they have essays.. yikes.. speaking of essays, i need to write 3 for college scholarships.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad  that I have been neglecting EVERYONE online that is. i haven't answered emails. IO keep reading and then forgeting to respond and putting things off. I thought we were supposed to enjoy our senior year, but If you ask anyone at our school, the effect would be negative. Its been hard and stressful, to Seniors and teachers. I am making a horrible grade in physics. It had me crying b/c it is so depressing how bad i am doing. Yesterday I made a 70 on the test. the second lowest grade was a 90 something! It was all i could do not to start crying. we have 7 people in our class and they are all smart and 4 of them are taking calculus and ... God it makes me depressed.  I think I understand and then I fail a quiz. I will have a panic attack if i make a c or d. that will kill my 4.0 and scholarships. God, I am depressing myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. i am gonna start posting on multiply.com (&lt;a href="http://www.felicia05.multiply.com"&gt;http://www.felicia05.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;) so that I can keep in contact with people on it like magie and such and my sister checks on multiply and maybe i can keep in the cycle cause i miss everyone and i don't wanna loose contact with the friend i made. So after you read this, check on multiply! maybr i can post pictures or something soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, felicia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-110815743886007319?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/110815743886007319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/110815743886007319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110815743886007319' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-110553841121245912</id><published>2005-01-12T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T09:00:11.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st off... I'm sorry it has been so long!! I don't want to make this long and alot has been going on. I haven't even really talked to anyone online, I've barely been on. (so Hey to my wonderful friends!! and I am glad you guys got my card i sent!). I think I am not internet inspired anymore. It started where I stopped dollin and stuff (I have no inspiration in that department) and so I haven't been on. I have alot of unanswered emails...yikes. I will read an email and then go and forget to answer back until a week later or something....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Right now, I am Western Civ. We got a new teacher (can you believe that teacher &lt;I hated him&gt; gave me a C in the class!! I knew that wasn't right and I told the teacher who connects us to the college and everyone else and they didn't believe I got that so I contacted him and found out I had an A. He messed up, which I hope he changes b/c I need to send out transcrips to college out! I was so annoyed b/c it took forever to contact him.. ugg, I hate him..&lt;br /&gt; And our new teacher expects alot more out of us. We are gonna have a test every friday and midterms and such and essays, which... sucks.. I liked doing nothing... but I def don't miss that teacher..ick. I should be listening b/c the new teacher is lecturing.. but I know I need to do this..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme back track....CHRISTMAS... I had one of the bests.. My mom got me lots of the things I really wanted like my favorite candy (*ferror rocher* and a chenille scarf, toe socks, a workout ball and weights (I really wanted those...haha) and other stuff and my dad got me...*ta da* a 100 dollar gift certificate to this outlet mall and 100 dollars gift card for Kohls and a hundred dollar bill and a hundred from grandma... yes... He got me and mom the same thing so we went to the outlet mall and I got nice things at Gap and stuff and then mom andI went to the theater to see MEET THE FOCKERS which was really funny..:)&lt;br /&gt;  My sister didn't get me anything..nor did I get her anything. She is coming this weekend so I will have to go out and buy a purse of something for her. My Aunt I guess forgot my birthday, my 18th too. she didn't even send a card. the years before she had sent a card and money between christmas and my birthday (I guess she didn't care the date then either) but she and our family havent' really been talking.. I feel like I lost an Aunt... she doesn't call (my mom is taking care of her mother for Godsake!!) and she can't even call on grandmas birthday or anthing.. she DID send a little impersonal package for only grandma for christmas...I really don't know what is wrong with her.. I guess she is to good for us or doesn't want to be in contact with grandma b/c she was miserable with her growing up or whatever....&lt;br /&gt;  Um... but as I was saying.. I had a great christmas and I am happy with the gifts I got for mom and dad, which I was stressing about..&lt;br /&gt;  My new year sucked tho. I wish I went with my church to Xtreme during New years weekend b/c my sister ended up not coming and it didn't SNOW so I didn't get to ski for the first time.. grr.. but the surprising this is... My DAD STAYED UP TO MIDNIGHT!! I have never witnesses that (during new years I mean)...  IT was weird.. lol. he went to bed immediately after. We were watching all the American Home Videos I had taped on my DVR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; School started okay...the first day. I have so much physics homework ( I am freakin stuggling) and I studying... this part of my senior year blows right now... maybe it will get better? maybe not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am doing peer tutoring the last period where I got to the elementary school and help out and ... well tutor.. the class has 2 and 3rd mixed and I help out with the 3rd. They are so sweet and I get hugged every day I go... lol. Yesterday I took the 3rd graders (only 6 of them yesterday) and supervised them doing their times tabled and and had to keep moving from one kid to another and checking their work. I enjoyed it and working with kids was something I dread...lol... But I like it and plus their school gets out at 2:30, so I get to leave around 2:25 so I get ot go home early.. woo hoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap.. gtg.. will post more later and I will visit everyones site later too! I will try!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-110553841121245912?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/110553841121245912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/110553841121245912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110553841121245912' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-110394204606239411</id><published>2004-12-24T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T21:34:06.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gosh, been so long. First of all, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*warning... long post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;i'll start...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Tues 14- Aarons funeral was held early in the afternoon, so people who wanted to go had to bring a note to leave school early and already be dressed. I left for it and followed Misty to the church. It was a pretty small church and was packed. People were standing in the back (b/c of the long long line in) and I almost had to stand but when the family came in, there was some room so  I got to sit... It was a really sad service, but done really well. I THINK that some of the basketball team MAY have been the pallbearers, not really sure. it was such a big line that I couldn't see them, but they were the first ones to leave the church, before the family. It kinda made me depressed and I was depressed when I got home. It was so surreal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wed-last day of school (I had no exams) and I gave gifts to my fave teachers. I was gonna make cards for my friends, but there were so many people I wanted to give cards to that I just didn't. In french was fun b/c it was extended because of Vocats testing and we have a chocolate day. Mme. made chocolate fondue  (there was a table of food) and we watched CHOCOLAT (with Johnny Depp...yummy).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thurs- went to school around 1 to pick up the aaron shirt. The basketball team made shirts in memory of aaron and the money raise will go to two charities that his parents picked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sat- play practice at the church at 10. we were practicing for the annual chirstmas play and I was Mimi, the city cousin in&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; CHRISTMAS IN CRICKET COUNTY&lt;/span&gt;. Its about city cousins who go to the country to hear the will of their uncle who died. They are spoiled and selfish while the country cousins are backwards but kind. It is also a funny play, i wish you guys could read the script. At 3 oclock I had to come back for choir practice and at 7oclock my family went to Boone b.c my dads work was having a christmas party at a hotel. It was really nice and the raffled gifts to the workers (my dad won this electronic tape measureing thingy..) and all the kids of the workers got a stocking or santas hat fun of candy and a wal-mart car for 10 dollars (well i think the older kids like me got the walmart card and the little ones got stuffed animals instead or somehting). I had fun and there was this REALLY REALLY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;guy who worked there that I may of checked out...hah. He was tall with American Eagle Model type hair..hehe. But I was with my dad.. ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sunday- Us in Choir sang the chirstmas songs for most of the service and when we were leaving got little treat bags, yum. Then I had to be at hte church at 3 to practice for the chirstmas play. then at 7 it started. Since we are busy, debbie didn;t make us memorize lines and we had a little script with us. so we read and acted and it went bad when Mark lost his place and cameron jumped over to find it and he turned back to the beging and mark read it, and it was soo out of where we were at that we jsut sat there for a minute, embarrased and about to laugh. THEN at this part, MARK FARTED! he FARTED!! anhd it was before I had to go over to him, so I was tlaking to him and laughing. I also had a part where my character ends up in the woods and gets chased by a bear. So I am on the other side of the fake window and have to run across and scream (which I can only scream loud, meaning I sounded like a banshee) and Benjy had the deer head and made it look like it was running after me.. it was funny, lol. All in all we made alot of mistakes, but it was still funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; AFTERWARDS, there was a party in the fellowship hall. We had lots of goodies and then they gave out gifts. See, I wasn't there around christmas last year and had NO idea that they do that. I was embarrassed b.c I had nothing to give cause I didn;t know so I was about to leave and then I kept getting gifts! And I was like. OH. Crap. I have nothing. Nada. Zilch. to give. Why didn't anyone tell me!! But anyway, I got alot of great presents, I love my church. Next year, when I come back for college I will get those people something!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll skip to Weds, when I went to the mall. Me mom and grandma. I didn't want grandma to come b/c she is such a burden and wouldn't do anything, but my mom knew I really wanted to go so she said she will watch grandma. The parkinglot was CROWDED!!! I drove around for like 5, 6, 7 mins and when I got to where I started this car was backing out, YES YES. So later I was shopping and I was sooo tried!! The shoes I were wearing were not comfy for so long and they made my feet ache and i couldnt' concintrate.. so I know I prob missed good sales (next time I will wear flip flops, my shopping shoes, even if it it the dead of wither!!). There wasn't really good sales, I bought present for my best friend kara in sc at Charlotte Russe. thats the only present I got, I didn't know what to get everyone else! at AMerican EAgle, I got this awsome purse, charlotte Russe: this awsome scarf..(im in love) , Abercrombie: Abercrombie 8 perfume, book at Waldens, Hollister: shirt, PacSun: shirt. I can't believe I went to the mall and only got TWO shirts!! something was wrong with me..lol! I wanted to get funny stickers or something to put in the cards I was sending, but the line was ridiculously long and finally I gave up. On the way out, I practically knocked this hot guy out with my big American Eagle bag.. *sigh*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thursday- went to post office. I fell bad b/c I am sending only cards to my friends, I wish I could send something more but it can't send packages (my mom would ask 50 questions) and I could only send a package to my BFF. SO i was like, okay, I will send it overnight, but lo and behold, it cost 13 DOLLARS to send a LETTER express and was like..oop, They will get it in a while cause I can't fork out taht much. and as for Kara's package... 21 DOLLARS for EXPRESS!!! holly cow! thats about how much her gift cost. I already got her gift she sent to me, so i feel bad b.c she will get it after christmas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*sigh* for this is why christmas makes me depressed. sorry guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;By today, I ACTUALLY GOT something for my parents, can you believe it?!?! I think they will like it.. I feel a teensy bit better... but just a teensy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-110394204606239411?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/110394204606239411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/110394204606239411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110394204606239411' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-110294384455495207</id><published>2004-12-13T07:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T08:17:24.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Um..okay, I think I need to continue from Friday. My sister came this weekend so I didn't have time to blog or do really anything online.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, leaving western civ, I passed the lobby where there was a huge banner stretching across for people to sign for Aaron. During 2nd, my teacher let us go sign it. I had no idea what ot say and asked (whispered) what happened to Aaron. turns out, he tried to kill himself by shooting himself in the head. Yea, I was shocked. I remember he sat in front of me in Beta Club and I was just thinking, I didn't know he would be in beta club.. and he was on the basketball team...I didn't know what to write b/c I have never talked to aaron. I thought back to when the principal was on the announcements. this girl emily (who i am now thinking is a cold harded bitch) laughed when principal said aarons name. LAUGHED!!! Who the hell laughs at a situation like that. she said something else when she laughed.. and she is in my class and i think she needs to be smacked hard!&lt;br /&gt;continuing... our principal came on the announcements and said there are counselors in the media center if anyone wanted to talk. lots of people were not in the clss and in the halls and with the doors shut I could still hear people walking by and sobbing... It was just a bad day and it was raining...I think my teacher is just an idiot. yes, she just let us watch a movie, but it was Frankenstein! which has a death motif and it shows a brain being shattered and it was an awful choice for us to watch in our situation...&lt;br /&gt; We didn't want to go to the middle school and sing at first, but the other option was sitting in the room staring at each other, so it was a good way to leave the heaviness of the school behind for a little. I rode mandy, melissa, and amber and we stopped to each at bojangles before going ot the middle school. &lt;br /&gt;  When we went back for first period, my french teacher basically let us do nothing (the people who had to take the exams just did their work). She made hot water so we could drink cocoa or cappachinos. burned my tounge... it felt weird in class. I know alot of the school had checked out and i felt like my class was secluded, like we were the only ones  in the school, though people walked by, it was so quiet and... just odd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister came for the weekend, on sat, and we rented some movies that night. Sunday Morning I had to go to mrs. mayes's chruch b/c ensemble had to sing in the morning service so I had to be there at 10:30am. when I got there, I found out that Aaron had died later Friday.....i didn't expect his to live b/c of how he shot himself.. he couldn't of live like that. the concert was sad, Jenny and Amy sang amazing grace first and Belinda beside me and others started crying. We dedicated the performance to Kevin, who was a member of that church and was in the hospital b/c he had cancer again... It was just a really sad concert. &lt;br /&gt;Just Pray that Aarons family can get through this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-110294384455495207?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/110294384455495207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/110294384455495207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110294384455495207' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-110268552169661517</id><published>2004-12-10T08:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T08:33:17.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in Western Civ right now. It was really weird when I got to school. I was late and I thought everyone would be in the Cyber room. As I was walking to through the media center I saw a few guys from my first period sitting on the couches looking sad. When I got in the room, there were more empty seats and something felt weird so I asked the teacher why the guys were in the media center and she said they were upset... okay.. i had no idea what happened. Then the teacher ordered us out of class and on TV was the principal with a broadcast to the school. He was crying and saying if anyone needed someone to talk to.... And then I found out that this guy aaron was in some sort of accident (mandy said whispered what happened as the principal was talking so I missed it. But Aaron is in baptist hospital which is very bad b/c it is the big hospital in Winston-Salem so I know his condition is critical. I pray that aaron will pull through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a lighter note, I recieved a little package/card from magie yesterday which I was happy to recieve. She got me a penguin w/ candy cane (it looks yummy! lol) and an italian charm bracelet w/ a sandle in it already (which I am wearing now..heh). I thought it was so weird she had gotten that b/c I had wanted it and was ready to buy it... so it was a good thing to buy I didn't! i can't wait to buy charms for it (hmm.. need a soccer one, music note, etc. etc..lol)&lt;br /&gt;THANKS MAGIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to send out christmas cards! &lt;send me your addys!!!&gt; And I need to christmas shop today..ahhhggghhhhg. My sister is supposedly coming this weekend for Jason and I need a present for her and jason and angelo.. ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought an MVP card at hollywood video. For 10 dollar per 30 days, i can rent unlimited movies there, which is awsome!! my sister does blockbuster and theirs is around 24 dollars a month and only 2 movies out at a time, so I think I got the better deal, lol. But lots of the movies I want are not out yet.. boo. Maybe soon they will be (i wonder when Wimbledon out yet?? I wanted to see that so bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 3rd, Ensemble is singing at the middle school. Out teacher will only let 4 people drive and so i don't get to drive (even though at first she said SENIORS but 3 seniors plus her are driving and when she got to me it was too late..boo) so I am riding with scott and his girlfriend, which I would prefer not to cause I we will eat before we go out and I don't wanna be the third wheel. Maybe I can get Eli to ride with us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magie have a safe flight and have fun with your family!! Don't forget to blog often (which I am bad at..lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. the band teacher didn't find out..lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-110268552169661517?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/110268552169661517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/110268552169661517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110268552169661517' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-110245897445068714</id><published>2004-12-07T17:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T17:36:14.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm.. it has been a while. I guess I will start on Nov 30, tuesday.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; my birthday. I'm 18 now.. how odd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; When I got home, I saw my birthday cake, it was perrrrfect. The day before I had gone to Lowes to order it. I asked them to make the beach and was so excited when I saw it b/c the lady made waves in teh ocean with the icing and put a sail boat, palm trees, a beach chair, and shells. It was soo cute!! My favorite cake ever. Then around 5 we went to eat at Ryans, me, mom, dad,  lil Jason, and my grandma. I swear my nephew is obsessive about cakes. He kept going ON AND ON AND ON about that cake of mine. We had to tell him a million times that there was also cake at Ryans but he wanted my cake (he still had cake at Ryans).  When we got home, Jason was going crazy about the cake again. I didn't want to cut it, it was so perfect!! And I was taking along time and Jason started crying and acting up b/c the cake wasn't cut. I never knew how spoiled he was until he came here, omg. He calmed down when I gave him the sail boat on the cake.  Later, I finally cut the cake, though I didn't want to. My parents gave me a card with 300 dollars in it. 200 from my dad and 100 from my grandma.. well, my dad had told her about my birthday (she never even mentioned it when we went to dinner) and since he has power of attorney and legal guardianship of her, he  told her he was gonna write a check for her... Honestly, my grandma never had a great relationship. She didn't even remember my birthday, it was really my dad in that part. I am not sure what my mom got me.. she did wash and clean the inside of my car yesterday and bought my cake, so I think that was her gift. I got some gifts from friends and i think my aunt will prob (if she even) send me a check or something near christmas. I don't think she has my birthday marked, so she usually sends me a check between my birthday and christmas. I hate how close my birthday is to christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also tues morning my research paper was due, I felt so much better turning it in!!!!!!!!!!!! (btw, I got it back yesterday.. i got a 96!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cant remember anything till... Friday.in Ensemble, we sang at the Elks Lodge during lunch and then went to wendys to eat after (cause there is nasty food there). I was depressed during the week b/c when janette left, my sore throat got worse and I cou;dn't sing, and i loved lots of the songs!! Ave Maria, God Rest You Merry Gentleman...... And during the week I drank hot lemon water with honey for my thraot and had throat breezers, but on Fri, I still had to lipsinc b/c Nothing would come out when I tried to hit the high notes... ugh... that sucked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was the christmas concert, where ensemble and chorus were put together (which we in ensemble hated b/c chorus didn't know lots of the words and were out of tune).. I was in front and was so embarrassed b/c I had to fake high notes...bummer.&lt;br /&gt; After the concert, I went home and changed and went to church for play practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up Monday and Voila! My throat doesn't hurt anymore. NOW it is fine... grrr.. I still have two more things to sing at, so at least i will be better for those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in ensemble was fun. Her eis the situation. chorus/ensemble and band is taught in the same room. Mrs. mayes teaches for the first 3 periods in there and band is 4th period by the other teacher. the room is covered in band stuff and we don't really like the band *cult*, well Jenny in ensemble is in band, but she doesn't like the teacher/some people either.&lt;br /&gt;So there we were. just chatting away when we saw troy swinging on this bar contraption and when ms. mayes saw him, was like get on troy! But he stayed on so she was like "When the band teacher comes i, you better get off. He is very particular about everything. Then we laughed about how funny it would be if Troy got caught in the hooks and sure enough, Troy got his belt caught and he was hanging down by his belt. When he went straight ways, he looked like steve urkle. Erin still had her camera, so we were in hysterics and telling Troy to wait so we could take pictures nad Troy moved his arms and legs like he was flying and then straightened so Erin could get a picture of his but, where his jeans were pulled way up high. After Erin took pictures, Troy was helped out. He had a red mark around him from his belt. Then they checked back and saw the took was bent and Troy was trying to righten it and ms. mayes bet him 20 dollars that the band teacher would notice...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventful day, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-110245897445068714?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/110245897445068714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/110245897445068714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110245897445068714' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-110110014913495701</id><published>2004-11-21T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T14:57:19.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I have no idea when to start... maybe On weds the 17th?. I Found out I got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;accepted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to USC. I was so&lt;strong&gt; excited&lt;/strong&gt; when I got that big packet and jumped around and called my sister and kara, who is going also. I was soo freaking excited, but didn't want my dad to come home b/c I knew he would pop my happy bubble. Sure enough... when he got home, he was like "are you excited?".. of course I was! but I was all calm and THEN my dad started going in on the cost, and how it would be nice if I went to community college for two years and everything and then was like "but its up to you" which meant "I want you to go to the community college".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I am so sick of starting in the middle of things. If I got to community college and transfer to USC for my third year, I will be SOO out of it. While everyone started new as a freshman and know the strings by the 3rd year, I will be struggling and lost. I am so sicccckkk of that. I want to start fresh like everyone else! I want the experience. I wanna be at the same level as everyone. And I wanted to maybe study abroad my 3rd year, which I couldnt' if I transfered. I also don't wanna be here for another two years..ahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That friday Jason (not my nephew jason, a friend) came over after hunting. He didn't find any deer and had been out all day. I haven't seen him in a while since he goes to the community college. oddly enough, he is majoring in psychology and i think he is hard to read himself. I just think it is odd that a person like him who likes to party and dresses head to toe in abercrombie also loves the outdoors and hunting and stuff. When i first meet him I never would have thought HE would hunt. Jason said I should go hunting with him..yeah right. Like i could sit in the woods forever waiting for bambi to show up to get shot *rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bump up to monday 22nd. I turned un my bibliography, and on tuesday my teacher gave back out rough drafts. she took FOREVER on mine and i had to come back at second break to get mine and she was on her phone, talking about damn yearbook, so I didn't get to ask questions. On my sheet she said I was doing great and have lots of examples and I just needed to put in stuff from other sources. I found out that the paper is not due mon, but due tues.. my birthday..:(. oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;On Thurs, THanksgiving, my dad, mom, grandma, and me went to a family friends of ours. My grandma's old friend and her daughter invited us over for thanksgiving. it was nice and we don't have turkey left over,yay. I tried pecan pie for the first time and actually liked it.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Friday. I should have done my paper and edited it, but I felt bad earlier that day. I couldn't sleep b/c I was tossing and turning and my thoat hurt bad. Around 11 is when i looked at the clock and couldn't believe it b/c i was still dead tired. I got up and my body was aching and my throat hurt and i tried to eat, but had to pour out half of my cereal. I got better later that day after 5. I also wasn't sure if my sister was coming and the more i thought she wasn't coming, the more i put ot off for that night. We kept calling and my sister wasn't answering so we figured she was avoiding us... but later around 7 I was talking to Carla and telling her how pissed I was and then low and behold, I heard a car and my sister was here! She tried to surprise us. She meant to get up and leave at NINE am but she didn't leave till 3...... She wanted it to be a surprise..but she kinda still should have left earlier...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The next day....We wanted to watch a movie and looked online and the only one that looked good was Bridget Jones Diary, The edge of reason. I had taped the first one on my DVR, so I played it for Janette to see if she would like it to go and see the second part.. Then we went to wal-mart, mom, sis, jason, and me.. to get some stuff. Janette forgot to get socks for Jason b/c he is staying a week with us and we just shopped for stuff and grabbed bojangles on the way, which i was upset about b/c of my new diet. but i got the chicken supremes b/c they aren't as bad as the chicken pieces and potatoes and such. When we got home, we finished watching bridget jones diary and then since we still had time for the 4:30 movie, we watching 2 weeks Notice (also on my DVR) which has Hugh Grant and Sandra Bullock.. which is also a funny movie. When it was over, my sister and I hurried and gussied up b/c I wanted to get pictures of us for my senior page in the year book. well, we ended up posing for longer than we out to off, b/c when i looked at the time, it was 4:12 and it takes around 30 mins to get to that theater so we couldn't make it. We were gonna go se he 7:40 show, but it weas to long away so we decided to go to town and rent a movie. So Janette and I went. There was nothiung really good out. She saw something or I saw something already. I wanted to see shrek, but she had already seen it and little jason had seen it a lot of times already..so we ended up renting Jersey Girl and Harry Potter and the Prizoner of Azkaban. Once we got home, we made popcorn and smoothies and went to watch Jersey Girl. It was pretty cute, altho I thought Liv Tyler and Ben Affleck would have more interaction. I didn't know Jersey Girl was more about his daughter. Then, after it was done, to bring out movie count to FOUR, I also had my Big Fat Greek Wedding on my DVR, so we watched THAT. I swear, the way the mom on that movie pushed food is how my mom pushed food on everyone else.lol. My mom came in and laughed alot in the movie. It was after 10 when it was done and i took a shower and went to watch harry potter for a little and went to be after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Today... while my sister was taking a shower, I watched the rest of Harry Potter. I was a little disappointed on the movie. They are wearing muggle clothes most of the time and not their robes and there was like one quidditch scene!! did I miss it or something?? it was supposed to be the one where griffindor won the quidditch cup!! that game wasn't on the film which pissed me off, its the essential thing!! ahhh. I also didn't like the new feel to it. It wasn't great like the other 2 movies, that new director sucks!!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;moving on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;after lunch janette and i aimlessly played connect four. then we grabbed my digital camera and took a million pics of both of us together. lol. we looked ridiculous and when i liekd one pic, she hated it and vice versa. She also gave me my birthday gift, a good charlotte cd and 20 bucks. I was wanting it at wal-mart and had no idea she got it! i was with her in line too and she said when i turned around for a second she snuck it in.She was good, lol. but yay, i probably wouldn't have bought it for myself...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And then she left... and so I am here now. I need to work on my paper, but knew i needed to blog. UGH, i dont wanna do this paper... also.. i haven't returned my libary books from the college. I hope the charge isn't that bad. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&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/6550860-110110014913495701?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/110110014913495701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/110110014913495701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110110014913495701' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-110064088808551030</id><published>2004-11-16T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T16:34:48.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I really shouldn't be doing this..blogging...right now, anyway. I have a rough draft of my Paper due friday and have only written the thesis. I resolved to do it today, ASAP..but got distracted. I watched general hospital and days of of lives (both taped so i skipped commercials) and ate 16 wheat-thins (the box said that was the serving!) w/ laguhing cow cheese (THE best cheese), half of a slice of pudding pie (I made, is delicious..i guess it is kinda like chocolate moose pie, yum), and cereal... That is how nervous I am..lol. And I was ABOUT to start on my paper, but i stopped by my blog..and here i am. hm.. i must have procrastinator written in my brain!!! but anyway......:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;friday- I signed up to help with the Fall Festival at the middle school (whoever was in key club could sigh up) and we got to leave at 11 am and go eat lunch and then go to the middle school and help out till 2:30. I got there at 12 oclock and found out they had let the 7th grades in first, but there was some people there. When the 6th grades started coming in, we were all flocking to stations and I went to the (((everything was free..it was kind of like a carnival except inside the gym and they had air bounce thingy and sliding thing (i can't remember what they are called!) and other little carnival games))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;face painting station with my friends Melissa and Misty, and these two other girls who are in my school but I have no idea who they are or what grade they are in...lol. At first I just sat in the chair, not wanting to paint the kids cause I CANT paint and didn't want to screw them up..lol.  they were getting all kinds of stuff on their faces (these boys kept coming back and getting more stuff..! a goatee, a mustache, I love...blah blah, eyebrows) and it was bad if they were sweatin b/c they b/c an ugly blog..lol.. but it got crowded to i ended up starting to paint, and when one kid saw me paint, another came..so grr, had to paint, but it was fun. I got paint all over my hands, which i hate..lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  James came over to talk and I was like "let me give you a mustache" finally I got one side drawn and he was like NO but i said it looked dumb with only one side so i gave him a full mustache. Jonathan came over and then they started trying to paint me and i said back off, i am wearing my favorite jacket..lol. Then they kept walking by and poking me and I kept thinging they were painting me. BUT when i sat back down and was looking down, James had gotten a glob of pink glitter face stuff and smeared it on my cheek!! Uck. I wipped it off (and then it looked odd cause i HAD blush on, so i was blushless on that cheeck...lol. so i got the glitter and started walking over to james, who was at the batting cage and when he saw me he started running, but i eventually got him and smeared his face, which he promtly wipped off (but stayed glittery)...and during in between 6th and 8, we just chatted, it was fun hanging out with them...lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;at the end, jonathan snuck up on me again and at the same time we grabbed paint and eachothers arm and i wrote loser on his and he wrote I love Brad Pitt on my arm (b/c i had written I LOVE Brad Pitt on a paper towel when i was bored..hehe).. atho it came out unlegible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But i had fun :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;afterwards, I went to Candy Company to get a cell phone cover..my first@ lol. The one i wanted first was a clear one with Louis Vuitton print, but w/ the covers, you could see the wired and it didn't look good, so i got a clearish dark blue cover with Louis Vuitton print. IT is so cute!! i will have to take a pic or something..hehe. I love it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yesterday i was stressing big time. I was looking throuugh all the places in NC that i will apply too (though I don't wanna go hereeeeeee!!) the only place i would want to go here (if i have to) is Wingate b/c it  really interested me.. i wanted to major in business or graphic design and it had both and is a christian school and looked great and is around charlotte... i need to aply to others to get a back up.  But this is stressing me out. There are so many essays to do and then ESSAYS for scholarships.. i don't know what i am gonna do..i have no idea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thats it.. i need to do my paper! lotsa love to everyone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-110064088808551030?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/110064088808551030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/110064088808551030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110064088808551030' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-110009400744661689</id><published>2004-11-10T08:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T08:40:07.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why is bloggin so hard? i keep meaning to, but I keep putting it off for tomorrow..tomorrow..but it is tomorrow..so here I go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am alive, I have just been slacking off, lol. I just havent feel like doing anything online..I think I am in a slump, lol..I'll start on Halloween..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thank you for the people who sent me stuff..woo hoo!)&lt;br /&gt;Halloween-spent ALL day at church, i was there from 9:30am-12pm then had an hour to go home and eat and get back at church at 1. I went to wal-mart to get a black shirt and jacket and gloves and was a little late. We set up for the haunted maze in the woods which the older kids and adults (includign me) made and at 4pm we had the hot dog hayride thingy at the church at at around 6 when it got dark we started doing the hayride and go ready in the woods and we hid with masks and scared everyone. it was fun:). After everything was done around 8, me, HEather, Lory, and Anna wanted to be scared and decided to go look for a haunted hayride. Anna ended up not going b/c she had to be back at 10 and we weren';t sure if we would be back then. So I drove my car with Lory and HEather b/c Heather;s car was at home and Lorys was messed up. So after a while, we finally got to Boomer where a haunted hayride was supposed to be BUT after driving around that area back and forth, Lory and Heather started calling [people, and we found out that the ride was closed on Sunday (HALLOWEEN day PEOPLE!!) We found out all halloween stuff was closed to halloween. crap. which sucked cause we really wanted to get scared. Lory has her mom look for places on the phone, but no dice. well, there was one in Boone, where they go to college, but I wasn't going up there, to far. The ride was fun though and I drove Heather and Lory home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what i did during the week though. Just lots of dumb homework.Something happened Tuesday...but what, I CAN"T REMEMBER. ah.. Friday was a pep rally, the first i had been to all semester b/c I skipped the first one and got sick on the other two. It SUCKED. Honestly. It sucked. Usually I am the one who is doing nothing while everyone was cheering, but this time I go up and everything and 80 percent of the people WOULD NOT GET UP. it weas like their buts were glued. the cheerleaders kept yelling and over the microphone they told the people to get up, but they wouldn't get up, which pissed me off. Adam was like stand up if you want another peprally. I think 5 people stood up at that. IT was awful. Our school sucks this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday night was bad. my dad said I need a 1300 score on SATs to get the money from USC knocked down or else my dad would have a very hard time paying for college and I got sooo depressed. 1300!!!!! I am to stupid. there are people who are at the top of the class and way smart who are making in the 12s!!! This is the last Sats also. I am not gonna make it, I know I am not. I spent 8 weeks in sat prep classes and raised my math by like 60!!!!!!!! MY VERBAL WENT DOWN!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday I spent all day doing my bibliography and note cards for my term paper. My report is on Pride and Prejudice and women's roles during the Regency period which coincided with the book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday..church and play practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday-with my English Honors class, we went to see the play Dracula at Greensboro..the triad center or something. They did a great job!! 6 people playing where there were over 9 parts and they sticked close to the book. Also there was only one girl and she played Mina and Lucy and the other two women parts. (she was also on Law and Order!!!) and the guys were great, I liked the one who played Vampire (he also played The reporter) and then this other guy played the old dracula and van helsing. i was confused at first. But they did a great great job and I enjoyed it. Afterward, we go to go to the mall and eat. we only had an hour, so after I ate, we went to abercrombie so I could get my perfume, Abercrombie 8 and we went to Hollister, etc. BTW, ever notice that the guys who work at Amercrombie and Hollister are HOT?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and Carla. WE NOW HAVE A CHARLOTTE RUSSE. that is a great store. I made note of it for by birthday!! (athough I dread my birthday b/c i have the research paper due the day before!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a treadmill!! I have been running on it everyday! also I have been doing 150+ crunches a day. I am trying to loose weight..wish me luck!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to visit me friends. Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-110009400744661689?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/110009400744661689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/110009400744661689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110009400744661689' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-109914906891955248</id><published>2004-10-30T10:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T11:11:08.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey thanks guys for the comments. I feel alot better than I did the other day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Altho now I start to think of other things and it makes me depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's just so lonely being HERE. Off hand I consider people my friends, but deep down I don't. And yes I do sport and lots of activities, with lots of people to meet right? Well i do meet them, get aqainted with them. we do acknowledge each other and are friendly, but out of school we don't hang out. Or there are people that I thought were really great and once I get to know them, know I can't confide in them. Just a warning bell. I feel like I am always the listener. I listen to their "problems" (I like him, but i like this other guy...blah blah or my mommy won't let me go to the party and I wanna go b/c I wanna get drunk and black out....blah blah blah) and then when it comes to talking about me...well it doesn't, they've already moved on to a friend with the same stupid problems who likes to do the same stupid things. And I get left behind and thats the end of a "friendship"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And there are people who I think are really cool, who I have fun hanging out in school with, but they have alot of friends already and I am just one on the board that doesn't have seniority with them....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I can't wait till college. For the first time, I will be going to a new school WITH a best friend. I won't all alone, I won't have to sift through cliques of people who have known each other since kindegarden. It is always easier to make friends and not be as shy when I already have a close friend with me. So i guess that is all i am looking forward to now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't think about the boyfriend thing now I guess. It is depressing me now. I can't stand when I am with my sister and she will always ask me "got a boyfriend" and I will always be "what do you think?!?!". She thinks that i have one but am lying. GOD I wish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish you guys weren't so far away..:(. Carla, you are the only one in the States and still far.... everyone else is on an island or a far away country...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-109914906891955248?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109914906891955248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109914906891955248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109914906891955248' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-109883622000990165</id><published>2004-10-26T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T08:15:26.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what i feel? I feel sick. And yes I am physically sick with a sore throat and cold, but I am not talking about physically. I'm talking about mentally. I am mentally sick of everyone. I'm sick of my "so-called" friends that I have in Hicksville. I'm sick of being blown off. Have I done anything wrong? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what the fuckin hell is wrong with me? Is my nose to big, my eyes to close together? Do I have looser writen on my damn forehead? DO I say too many stupid things and laugh at the wrong things? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like giving up. I'm just so sick and tired. I hate everyone here. I hate it here. I have no desire to keep in contact with ANYone when I am gone , they can kiss my ass. I'm sick of caring, sick of laughing at their jokes. Sick of hearing my"so called" friends makeing damn racist comment .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE my life. I HATE IT. I do nothing, i have nothing going for me.everythings stupid. How come I meet great people on the internet, but have no friends nearby? How come I don't even have a boyfriend! I mean, no one is interested in me. I get so sick of seeing people making out in the halls and girls who  I consider scum of the earth with boyfriends and it makes me want ot SCREAM!!!!!!. &lt;br /&gt;MY ONLY best friend lives in another state. WTF. so my high school life has been best friendless. Everytime I make a great friend, I find out what a backstabber or fake they are. I can only take so damn much.&lt;br /&gt;I know I am feeling sorry for myself, but damn it, give me a break. If you had no friends and were ugly and could do nothing right, you'd feel like hell too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I am just so sick of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-109883622000990165?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109883622000990165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109883622000990165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109883622000990165' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-109663329707485085</id><published>2004-10-01T08:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T19:10:39.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;happy belated birthday Magie!!!!(it was on the 29th) Glad you had a sweet birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting in Western Civ again. Lordy, this class is soooo boring. I was meaning to blog monday, but this girl sat at MY computer and I had to sit at one that wouldn;t work and had to just sit there and listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I joined the Church Choir. I had to get up earlier because they practice before sunday school. Later that day I went to the church picnic on the mtn. It has been a long time since I had been there, so I didn't realize how far up the picnic area was. I had to leave early b/c my mom was making me wash that car no matter how late i was and it was getting cold and i didn't want to be in water while it was freezing. my mom is such a prick. It may be MY car, NOT hers, but she can still be a butt in making me wash it, which it is none of her business if i don't, she didn't pay for it or anything but whatever, she is such a neat clean freak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this week, on wednesday, was college day at the community college. Colleges from all around NC sent representatives to the community college. I don't plan on going to college in NC, but I stopped by and got information from The Art Insitute, Johnson and Wales, and this other one (can't remember the name). I either want to major in business or Graphic Design or Fashion Advertising, but it might end up just being business.&lt;br /&gt;anyway... seniors could miss 1st period and had to be at the CC at 9am. but of course our marvelous (gag) guidance counselor was late. after 20 mins she finally was there and set up so we signed in. We only needed to talk to 3 college representatives and leave so Misty and I went around and then we left.&lt;br /&gt;Seniors didn't have to be back till3rd period, so i went home b/c my Beta club fundraiser catalog was due that day and i needed my parents and grnadma to buy something. After a while, my grandma bought 10 items, mom 4, dad 1, and me 1. I got my goal of 16. I needed 8 items for a free Stole for graduation, 10 for free jewlery, and 16 for a free beta club tshirt. soo woo, got it all.&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone see the new show LOST wednesday. I am hooked on that show on abc, where the plane crashed and they are on this strange island and it is a really good show. I am loving JOEY also. I miss friends, but this show is so funny also. i AM addicted to sooo any shows. it is Tivos fault, I tell you! lol. I watch all the prime time shows and from anything to Renovate my family shows and Joey to The Real World and One Tree Hill..*kisses my precioussss Tivo)&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you how boring my teacher is? he is going over a map we need t know that I have long filled out and he pushed back the test which i want to get over with. And i have this net semester also, argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i think i am gonna go to multiply or the cove...*cough* coco cabana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-109663329707485085?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109663329707485085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109663329707485085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109663329707485085' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-109585625010092317</id><published>2004-09-22T08:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T08:31:58.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in world civilization now. My teacher is so boring. We got back our tests today and I would have made a hundred, but he marked my right one wrong..."question, Hebrews were...." B monothyestic, which was right, but he marked wrong. and he is on the screen, so now when he goes over it i am gonna have to talk to him on the tv for his attention to fix my grade! That is the bad part of the class. I think it ALSO has to be sent back for him to fix it, lordy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture of my new puppy Zoe (which has dots over the e, but when i posted, it gave an a *shrugs*) on my cell phone cam and pics of me, but it wouldn't load and kept messing up so I will try and get the out of my cam today *crosses fingers* &lt;br /&gt;Zoe is the cutest! whenever she is listening or paying attention, her ears go up like pinnacles. It was so hard to take a pic of her. She would stay still for half a second, and then run to bite my toes and jeans ( i know have teeth marks in those jeans i wore). i have a pic of her pulling on my jeans. it would have been funny to see b/c i was running back and forth on the porch to get away from here and take a pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday afternoon, a bunch of churches (included mine) participated in the Cross Walk. Our church was kinda like the one running it, but it was held at another church b/c ours was small and we were gonna walk it to the new court house, 8/9th of a mile away for their church. There are only some of us in our youth group, and all four od us girls carried the cross. I turned out really great (the cross came from Arkansas!!) and i was glad to be doing that. When we got ot the court house and the preacher was takjing, I suddenly felt sick. I was wearing jeans and the long sleevish shirt our church was wearing and the sun was bearing down and it got ot me. while everyone was bending their head to pray, I was bent to my knees, afraid i would be sick. I just felt like my body was buring and i almost took off that darn long sleeved shirt (i had a sleevless underneath). I told my friend Lory I felt bad and she and anna stood with me to get water (tho it was warm and didn't help) after I felt a little better, anna's sister drove us back to the church. anna offered to drive me home, but i just drove home myself. altho, i got all spacy driving back and felt like i was in auto. Last time i ever had that same sick stomach feeling (minus the burning) was when I went to see my dog nikki i. n the animal hospital after her leg was run over. when i saw her stitched up leg and felt sick adn broke into a sweat and had to run to the bathroom.... omg, just thinking about it it making my arms get that feeling again! I am just gonna stop and get off...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-109585625010092317?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109585625010092317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109585625010092317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109585625010092317' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-109542917889310619</id><published>2004-09-17T09:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T20:21:23.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;happy birthday yesterday to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;SuSaN&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Woo hoo!! Hope you had a great birthday hun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i'm sitting here...in Western Civ. I was running late for school b/c of the stupid rain. I was hoping we would be out of school because the counties around us were out...but no. So I get to school a few minutes late and when I get into the cyber room, they are working on the connection. We couldn't get connected to our teacher, so the other teachers said it was cancelled. Which is great, except I had to haul my butt up here and I look like crap. I didn't straighten my hair and I have it up all weird, sigh. crap, crap, crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,saved that part. cause I had to leave the room. It is now 2nd period and I am BACK in the cyber room. For english, we are doing research papers (gag me) and so that is what we are doing in here... researching. I wanted to do a blog... But I am doing Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. I just don't know how to address it into 12 plus pages. Do I do on womens roles or what?! I have a good grade, it counts 10 perfect, so if I suck at it, I will still get an a, woo.. that is i gotta get my A high, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have alot due monday. A french project (it sucks i don't have power point at home, cause then i wouldn't have to buy all this stuff. i hate making posters. it cost money and glue gets everywhere). Also I have english homework due. we have to read the prologe (um..long!) and we have to list and describe all the pilgrims and then make a list of 20-30 pilgrims WE made up and can make them however we want.. booring.. And i still haven't done my SAT suff!!!!! no time no time. I will have to do it tonite. hope my mom went to the grocery b/c i don't wanna go with her after school. i have stuff ta do, ick....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurricane Ivan is supposed to hit up or something ( honestly, i am so lazy to check) but it is supposed to rain all thought saturday (next). I HATE RAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um..thats it for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit* we got out at 12:30pm today, yay. some is better than none :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-109542917889310619?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109542917889310619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109542917889310619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109542917889310619' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-109467956857671467</id><published>2004-09-08T17:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T17:39:28.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;listening to: Ryan Cabrera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It has been so long since I have blogged! I have been really busy. I will start at labor day weekend. I had friday and monday off. I planned to spend the weekend at my best friend's house in South Carolina and shop and look at the college we are planning to go to that weekend. Mom and dad didn't want me to go at first because of Hurricane Frances (which only brought rains here!!) and I am glad I didn't listen to them, because when I drove back up monday, it wasn't raining...but anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Friday- mom and I left later that morning b/c Kara had school that day but got out at 1:30pm. I drove all 4 hours (lordy,I hate driving. My mom came with me so I would no the way and then next time I can down and back myself). When we got to SC, we went to see one of my mom's old friends. Then mom dropped me off at Kara's and left. I gave her her present (i got alot, lol)We hung out around her house and went to wal-mart (the hot spot, haha) to get some things. her mom had rented two movies that I had wanted to see: Taking Lives and Laws of Attraction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; We picked up pizza that night. We were waiting for her brother and dad to come back home to watch a movie with us, but they were running late. (Mark is a senior in college, and was moving back in with his parents for a while b/c he and his girlfriend broke up.) We watched LAWS OF ATTRACTION, which is a very funny movie and a bit of a chick flick with Julianne Moore and Pierce Brosnan (i recommend renting it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SAturday-kara's birthday was a few days ago and one of her gifts from her mom was a day of shopping, so we went to the mall. My mom only gave me 60 dollars (boo! how sucky was she?? I had to limit myself b/c I was totally broke on my own!!) Kara could be an American Eagle Spokes person, cause 98 percent of her clothes are from there, lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;    From AE, I got 2 shirts, a little makeup/purse thingy, and those heeled flipflops that are so cute...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;    From Gadzooks, I got these bright orange terry clothe shorts for only 3 dollars (We went around and came back to get what we wanted and the bright blue/turqouise ones I wanted were gone..there was alot of them also!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;    From Hollister-I got an orange shirt saying Hollister Surf Company. I wanted to get the skirts cause they were cheap, but they were INCREDIBLY short, yikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;    And from Claires-lotsa toe rings,lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; That night we watched TAKING LIVES (Angelina Jolie and Ethan Hawk) with her mom, dad, ad brother. That movie was really weird an totally underdeveloped. The could have done so much more with that movie and wasted it. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sunday-We went to USC. Mark did skeet(or however you spell that) from 1 to 3 and then afterward we went to USC. he goes there and gave me and kara a tour (altho karas mom and dad came also). I really like USC. It's buildings remind me of charleston, a touch of southerness. I found out also it has one of the top business programs, which I migth major in. He showed us the best dorms to get into and were e veryone hung out and the rich hangout that people were gravitating toward b/c it was nicer. FOr dinner we at at...Buffalo WIngs..something..dunno, can't remember the name. But it was one of those college hotspots. I don't really like buffalo winsgs, but i got them anyway,. in medium (which was HOTTT, lordy). I tried kara's terriaki wings and wished I got that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  Later that night, we watched Godsend, kara and i rented that earlier that afternoon. It has Rebecca Rojimain-Stamos. It was CREEPY. That kid scared us. Kara's mom *quit*, lol. she hates scary or freaky movies. It was a weird movie, i dunnno if I liked it. Mark was Like "man, i need to watch the telitubies or something. that freaked me out..." lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Monday-day to leave. kara and I stopped by walmart b/c I wanted to get a USC blanket. I am gonna be in trouble when I got to USC. I wont be able to wear my orange anymore b/c clemmson is orange, their rivals..boo. and my new shirt is orange too, lol. kara and her dad dropped me off part way, we meet my mom at mcdonalds. i was driving back up and one of the highways was closed. and people kept tellling us to go one way and then the other and it was frustrating. finally we found the right way! But it took up 4 hours! I was so sick of driving, I'm tellin ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But anyway, that was my labor day weekend. I am glad I got to see my bestest friend!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&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/6550860-109467956857671467?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109467956857671467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109467956857671467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109467956857671467' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-109269007960334044</id><published>2004-08-16T17:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T17:34:02.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am so sleep deprived and stressed right now. I don't get to bed till after 12 and I can't take naps so there is no where to run..&lt;br /&gt;I have only 2 honors classes and ensemble and I feel sooo stressed. My english teacher (whom I hate hate hate hate hate) is one of those teachers that goes for *critical thinking and essays* over matching. MALARKY!!!!!!!! She assigns 2 long essays a day for us to read and then answer a thousand questions on them. I don't give a flip why it was writen. I justtt don't care!! I want to burn the book!! BURN IT!!!!!!!! it is called The Norton Sampler by Thomas Cooley and it is the essay book straight from hell... it is... and also alot of vocab words to help on the SAts&lt;br /&gt;And since French 3 is kinda taking off like indepentant study, there is so much we don't remember and are squeezing new stuff in. I feel like my head is going to explode. Thank God for Ensemble, that is all I am going to say.&lt;br /&gt;and AH, this friday is when I start World Civ, my college class that is gonna be given at the school. mon, weds, and fri are the class dates. tues and thurs will be my only sleep in 1 hour days.&lt;br /&gt;I have a headache already. That means I will be having NO SLEEP FOREVER. I started this Sat Prep clas saturday and it will be EVERY saturday for 8 weeks. 9am to 12:30!!! NO SLEEP. I have to get up at 7:30 b/c it takes 30 mins to get there. 8 weeks! its supposed to raise your points on the sat by AT LEAT 150. lord, if my score doesn't change, i will CRY CRY CRY. I am shooting for 1300s so bad. All 8 weeks costs over 500. that is a big hunk to gamble on. he assigned 4 practice tests, 50 vocab words to memorize, and other stuff... I still need to register for the SAT. But going on sat, i realized it was helpful. Dr.Frawley is a really good teacher and is going over alot. I FINALLY understand rates and probability. It used to baffle me, but I finally understand, so thanks Doc!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so get this. The only day I have to sleep in is.......SUNDAYS! um, the day I go to church, ya know, where I used to have to get up early, but compared my other days, this is the longest I get to sleep. I get up for church at 8:30am for Sunday school.&lt;br /&gt;Ever get that drowning feeling? I have it. I just feel so much pressure, and things haven't really started yet. There is gonna be more to do as the year goes on, clubs like FCA, key club and Beta Club and all this stuff. so glad I am not doing a fall/winter sport or I would crack like an egg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is what I am wearing to lighten the mood, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From Chartres&lt;/strong&gt;: (store Etam) this turqoise sleeveless top that says "Khaki Urban in white broken letters (mind you, it isn't french..but lots of the shirts were in english, go figure!) and a white matching belt that said the same think and same font in black letters.....so matching top and belt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From Amboise&lt;/strong&gt;:(store Cache) these awsome earings. faux diamond studds and long silver earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From Rouen:&lt;/strong&gt; These turqoise flip flops that with cool square sequins that catch the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;....pants,purse, and ring from America..lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side note.. anyone watching the olympics? I now have a little crush on Michael Phelps.. He is cute, but is such an awsome swimmer. Ian Thorpe(aussie) is cute to and good too, tho I root for Phelps when it comes to the two for 2 obvious reasons.&lt;br /&gt;*i am such a girlie girl...lol*&lt;br /&gt;I like watching men and women gymnastics too. The Chinese men are awsome and the romanian and chinese girls are doing awsome, but i hope usa girls edge up more..Gotta stick to my country..&lt;br /&gt;I love watching the olympics b/c of all the different people. I root for my team, but love to see the other talented athletes from the different countries. It is amazing how people can be so flexible, fast, and strong!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-109269007960334044?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109269007960334044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109269007960334044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109269007960334044' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-109191554587926385</id><published>2004-08-07T17:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T17:52:25.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I started school this past Thursday. I was dreading it (Lord, I hate school so bad) but I had a nice day. Lotsa people got all dressed up and out, but I dressed kinda down. I wore a cute pink wifebeater(have no idea why people call them that, but whatever) with matching pink sandles, both from old navy, new flared jeans, a hot pink belt with black writing that I got from paris,  this shell necklacke that is in the shape of a flower, and these awsome hollywood looking dangly earring with pink crystals in it that I got at Charlotte Russe (I wish I have that store here!!) and I had my black, hot pink stripped purse from Paris. So Now you all know exactly what I was wearing, lol. I have been reading this series, called "Gossip Girl" and it always is describing clothing and name brands, so thought I would do that here, lol&lt;br /&gt; anyways.... I got to school 8 to 8am and parked on top. Going into the school, people were filling into the gym.  When I got in the gym, the first set of bleachers were already filled in and the second set where filling in. I spotted my friend matt and sat by him. And good Lord!! Therer are sooooooooo many freshman. It is overwhelming. I hardly know anyone now. The only class I know is mine, lol.&lt;br /&gt;  We went to homeroom first, then went to the media center, b/c the people who have a college class, cyber class, or career center had to go in there to get situated. After that was English 4 honors with my snooze-worthy ex yearbook teacher. She didn't seem to harbor ill feelings for me quiting (and not even calling to say I did) but I still hate her. She is so annoying. She ALWAYS ALWAYS wears her hair in a odd frenchbraid that is started on the left side and ends on the right (I swear, if she lets it go, it would probably fall back into place) and she could snort you up with her nostrils. If you only knew...if only..&lt;br /&gt; Then straight to ensemble. They put new doors and window on the builing. I really liked my ensemble class and was glad that we were the seniors. The seniors from last year in ensemble were the really snobby, bitchy, stuck up ones and I am glad they aren't there anymore. For lunch, or lunchroom was totally changed. They painted it and put a couch and crap in the corner. The lunch program (I guess in all NC?) was taken ver by the state, so we have a new system. We had so much options and the food tasted....good! I had a sub, that tasted as good as subway. The lunch lady waited for us and we told her what to put on it. That was one good sub, i'm telling ya..lol. They also made a condiment table, which is so much better then holding up line ot put stuff on.. I got a good table with a bunch of my friends.&lt;br /&gt; Last period was French 3. French 2 and 3 were mixed in a class, so 3 and 2 were separated. Only 4 (including me) me were taking french 3, so we were in the back together. It is gonna be hard with only a few of us, b/c most of it will have ot be learned by ourself, like independent study..&lt;br /&gt;    The best part of the day was....*ta da* the senior bell. After waiting for 3 years, it is so good to be able to leave a few minutes before the rest of the classes, woo hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday-even though we didn't have a first period, us who were taking a college class had to come  for homeroom to fill out forms and then stay in the media center for 1st period. See, college classes/and/cyber room classes don't start till the 19th or 20th (mine is the 20th). So, woo hoo, as of monday thro the 19th, I don't have to come for 1st period, yay!!.&lt;br /&gt;  In the media center, I bought the used book the teacher had for World Civilizations (bought it for 70, both.. if i went to the college bookstore, it would have cost me 140 dollars!!) and  bought my parking tag for the top... She wasn't supposed to sell them till monday in the morning, but we wouldn't be there in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;  In 2nd period, we took a test on Wuthering Heights. I HATE WEIRD NELSON!!!!!! It was the kind of test I hated, long with critical thinking and discussion. BLAH!..&lt;br /&gt; 3rd.. well, we did nothing in Ensemble.. Nice.&lt;br /&gt; 4th.. French 3 did barely nothing while mrs williams when through review with french 2, which was okay, b/c I didn't wanna do anything..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was leaving school, I tried calling my voice mail on my phone but it was all screwy and was telling me that the password was incorrect. When I got home, I used out phone to call my cell for messages, and it got through..&lt;br /&gt;I had a hair appointment at 4 oclock, so I left for it. I tried calling my cell phone number with mine to get voice mail, but when I dialed MY phone number, a guy picked up. I was confused, and was like, how do you have my cellphone number?! After talking, I realized that it dialed my friend matt's number. He thought I was joking, but I wasn't. I was like I DIALED my cell phone number and check and sure enough, yes I did dial my number. So My cell is screwed up. Maybe it is b/c we are swtiching to carolina west?! But now, if i dial my cell phone number on my cell phone, it calls matt... grr, stupid phone!! I can't wait till I get my new phone. My dad ordered new phones with carolina west. my dad and I are getting flip phones and my mom is getting an ordinary one... I want that flip phone!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it for now... cbl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-109191554587926385?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109191554587926385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109191554587926385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109191554587926385' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-109155545638010576</id><published>2004-08-03T13:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T13:50:56.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School starts&lt;/span&gt; this thursday and I am dreading it. I absolutely loath school. The only thing good is I have things to wear, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start off last thursday, after my emerald point trip. My mom and I went to see The Bourne Supremacy, which I recommend everyone to see (altho watch the Bourne Identity first). I lovee matt damon in action roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday...I went to library, returned Identity, and went to kohls to get some jeans and a shawl b/c they were having a nice little sale, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday..I am drawing a blank, lol. What in the world did I do???&lt;br /&gt;Sunday..went to church, some guys who went to other churches came. Collin (who I did indoor and outdoor track with) came b/c heather is his girlfriend and matt came also. he is one of my friends too but anna had invited him. The church was having a get together in the mountains around 3, but I have bad allergies, so a mountain trip didn't seem appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday, yesterday, my mom and I made apple pies, homemade. they tasted delicious. When my mom and dad went for a ride, I made brownies. I think the bet part is licking the bowl, no? lol. But I left the brownies in to long and they don't taste as good as last time, crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Twilight Cove today, thinking over the kerry/bush debate. I didn't know I had a big difference between so many people. I was the only republican in the debate. Everyone else was strong democrats and in general every day life I dislike democrats immensely, but I am trying to push that aside b/c  I really like the cove and am trying not to think about it,. . How can people look up to someone like Clinton? I can't even stand to see him on TV. He has no morality and can not even be considered a rolemodel. People still admire him..but bull. I would rather admire crap. I just reallllllllllly don't want kerry to be elected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so confused...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-109155545638010576?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109155545638010576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109155545638010576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109155545638010576' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-109106532675921086</id><published>2004-07-28T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T21:42:25.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its been a week....hmm. And I barely did anything the week after I got back. I just layed around the house. I am trying to think of what I did but am drawing a blank, gah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll start on Sunday, July the 25th cause that is when more "interesting" stuff happened..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After church, I went to town to return some stuff and then went to Hollywood Video to Rent &lt;em&gt;Identiy&lt;/em&gt; (movie with John Cusack). It was really surprising. It kept me in suspense and the ending is something I sooo didn't even guess...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But anyway, later that day, my dad's coworked Jackie and her daughter stevie came over around 6. Stevie just graduated and was going to Mars Hill and I guess my dad wanted me to get some info from her. Jackie and Stevie were really nice and we showed them around the property. First we showed them our newly done house and then the outside. Our house was redone and our property is from generations back. An old farm. Well, we got to the old barn and my dad was showing them how he cleaned it in to put his infamous Mule (note, not a real mule, kinda like a 4 wheeler except it seats 2 1/2 in from and has a back where the dogs can sit and my dad drives in it ALL The time!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Out of Nowhere, something pops me in my eye. And it didn't just hit me, it stung me right on impact. The body him my eye (which I closed) and the stinger stung me a smidge under my eye. Of course It hurt like hell and I didn't know what to do and I had immediately brushed it off. I hate bugs getting near me and my dad thought it only wacked me. Tears were flowing outta my eyes and I could barely open it and was like "What do I do???!?!?!" I was kinda pissed cause It hurt like helll and they thought it only smacked into me. I went inside and mom was like "ohh I see where it stung ,what was that?" and put sting stuff on it, I took alergy/benydryll stuff, and put ice on it. I went outside and Jackie and Stevie went to see if I was okay (my bottom lid swelled and&amp;nbsp;I couldn't see out of it and took my contact out, but kept the other in, so I could barely see) and they saw the the blood sting mark. I went back in to get more ice (damn, the ice Hurt!!!) and when I came back out they were like "who cuts your hair?" and I'm a little baffled cause I feel like crap and thought my hair looked like crap and was like "um...the preachers wife" and Jackie said "we were just admiring your cut and Stevie wants to get hers cut before she turns 18. Cue nice little convo about hair. I guess that was comic relief??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; My dad took them for a ride in the mule while I went upstairs and just watched tv while they were gone and applied ice. When I took the ice off, it started to hurt worse, so i had to keep it on. My eye lidwas still swelled bad and the outside corner was startin to puff up also.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; The next day my eye felt a wee bit better, but it still stung when I touched it and was puffy and red, as if someone slapped me wicked hard. same tues, but went down a bit but still red. I didn;'t leave the house them cause well...duh..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, weds, I went to Emerald Pointe (a huge water park) with my church youth group. I didn't put make up on (which made me feel crappy without it) and bottom lid wasn't red or hurt, but it still looks kinda puffy. ahh. I had alotta fun with them. we have a teensy youth group so I should call it that. Out church is tiny. lots of the families went and took their little toddlers and there were 9 something teens. I would say, we have alotta oldies at our church and the middle ages ones and younger came. I love everyone in that everyone just hung out. I hung out with my friends my age and then did a little something with this other family,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and got pulled into this scary slide with these other 2 funny dads (altho not funny they tricked me into the tube from hell that twisted and plummeted from an unearthly height!!!) and hung out and swtiched doing stuff with different people and I had alotta fun and am glad I went. We (the teens) were constantly putting sun tan oil but I barely got to lay out. I think chlorine (and going to be very late, getting up EARLY) made us sleepy the whole time. at the end I did get to lay on my tummy a little b/c I swear my back side is a shade or to paler than my front!!&amp;nbsp; We ate at Wendy's after. And here I am now... I got to take a shower, yuck!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-109106532675921086?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109106532675921086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109106532675921086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109106532675921086' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-109018975359143487</id><published>2004-07-18T17:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T18:29:13.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I got back yesterday. My sister left an hour ago and I miss her... THIS IS LONG!!! 2 weeks worth!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mon july 5th-My mom and I were prepared to leave early, but when my dad checked my tired, my front ones were horribly worn, so I had to take it to get rotated but ended up just changing the tired, so we got a late start, which sucked cause my sister was off monday b/c of the holiday. Mom and I took separate cars, so I could drive around town while my sister was at work and my mom was just showing me the way. Now I can come weekends or whatever cause it is so easy to get there. Well, it was a 4 hour drive. when we got there, my mom took the wrong exit into town, so as she was turning around, she and this car sideswept each other! at first, I thought they didn't hit but when my mom pulled over, I found out they did. That woman immediately reported it. she got a little scratch, but my mom has a huge scratch on the front left side, around the top of the tires. we waited for the police and I *glistened* like a pig and when the cop came, we gave our statements and he gave mom a ticket, which sucked cause her car got it worse then that woman. a couple days later we found out the woman was suing the insurance, *claiming* that she was hurt. BULL SHIT!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my mom got hit on the drivers side! she got a tinsy scratch on the other side AND at the scene, she said she was fine. so, lady, good luck, cause you are a damn money grubber and have no case!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tues 6- mom and I met janette (my sis) for lunch at applebees and went to the commissary for groceries (janettes fridge is sooo bare).&amp;nbsp; Later that night, janette and&amp;nbsp;I went to her friend kristels house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wed 7th-my best friend Kara was attending governors school at college of charleston and that was the only day where she had free time from 12am to 6pm, so I made plans to visit her. mom was leaving that day and she dropped me off at wendys around 12am where my sister meet us during lunch with her friend mary. we didn;'t know where janette's work was. so during their lunch break, they delivered me to the dorms where kara was. I was so happy to bee my BFF! I hadn't seen her since last year. we left the dorms and went to eat in town at this cool restaurant where the orders are sandwhiches w/ movie names and I ordered the French Connection and kara got the Sound of Music, lol. We then went to The Market (I think it used to be a slave market during colonial times but is now just shops. We got a few things and heading back to her dorms, we stopped in at Aussie Outfitters, which is the coolest store! I got a pink trucker hat that said *Mary is my Homegirl* it was totally cute and they had shirts with all these funny saying on them. We got back to the dorm she was staying in. I showed her pics of my paris trip. later, we started talking about guys and started on about Chad Michael McMurray.&amp;nbsp; Kara's suite mate (omg, I forgot her name, bad me!!) stops and goes, "Chad? I don't really like him. Neither does my mother. There is something about him.." and all this stuff. Turns out,&amp;nbsp; she and her mom have been extras (her mom does hospital scenes and she has been a nontalking extra) on ONE TREE HILL and know the cast and she has eaten out with chad. OMG, how cool is that. I can't believe I meet someone who knows a celebrity!!!!! and we started talking about famous people she knew and I could tell she was being really b/c we were like pumping it outta her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Janette picked me up at 5 30pm. I miss my bestest friend!! Janette and I went to her friend tonys house. and damn, he has money. he paid 20 k on a watch. A WATCH FOR THE GOD LORDS SAKE. you could by a car for that or something. we didn't understand him but he was like, its an investment (the watch is worth 40 k. if it was stolen, we would get 40k). we were like, whatever, how dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thurs 8-at lunch, I meet my sister at the mall to have lunch with her and her friend mary came also. i followed her back to her work and while she worked, took that time to catch up on my summer reading and h0mework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fri 9th-I went to the waterpark with Janettes friend Kim and her daughter 10 yr maurissa and her little friend. I had fun and caught some sun, FINALLY!!! when I got back around 3, I hurried and took a shower. that night we were gonna go to the&amp;nbsp;Party at the Point at Isle of Palms. we brought her old coworkers daughter melissa who is 18. she and I have nothing in common except she is nice. we followed janette's boss Jill, who is really nice and cool. we got there and this band Plain Jane was playing. lots of different people and it was right on the beach. Melissa and I got big Xs on our hand since we were underage and there was alcohol. I don't like alcohol, but my sister got a margurita and wanted me to try it and it was sooo GOOD. So were were having a good time and I asked about the JET concert. my sister was like..um yeah it was sold out. I was SO PISSED and TOLD HER I WAS PISSED. I was sooo excited about that!!!! she just fucked my mood too. I stopped listening and tuned everything out and didn't talk to her till we were leaving in the car around 10 and she suggested a movie. we stoppped my somewhere and the only one to see was The Terminal (I didn't wanna see white chicks or Anchoman).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sat-i thought finally, I can sleep in SOME! but at exactly 7am (I was sleeping in the bottom bunk and my nephew jason on top. Angelo was sleeping in my sisters room) Jason TURNS on the tv to cartoons. I can't sleep with cartoon and go into the living room to sleep. later my sister comes in. I was still pissed at her, but we had made plans to go to the beach. we went to wally world to buy beach stuff and she had to go from shop to shop tofind bathing suit bottoms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Later when we got to the beacharound lunch, angelo acted up. he didn't want to walk all the way and was a pain. finally we set up (the sand was HOTTTT) and we put sunblock on and the sand stuck to us and we felt awful and nasty. when I laid on my tummy, I fell asleep. My sister said she went back and forth and lifted my hand. the 3rd time she lifted it, I woke up. we were feeling icky and left around 3 or 4. Angelo acted up again. along the way to the car he was crying and being a brat and I love him and all but it was so awful that I wanted to smack him. we got to the car and he was being a maniac. having a fit and acting spoiled and being a brat, I mean terrible so Janette spanked him hard. most kids learn from spanking but angelo DOESNT LEARN. he screamed louder and harder and was a maniac. my sister said, ever since he got over being sick, he has been like that. They babied him while he was sick and I guess&amp;nbsp; he learned from it and still wanted to be cadoodled. 20 mins later when he calmed down, we left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;as soon as we got back, we took showers. we, even the kids, felt awful from the sand sticking to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sun 11-we got up VERY early. we planned to go to myrtle beach and go shop at the outlets. my sister was driving and it was me, janette, kim, maurissa, and gina. we went to the smaller outlet first, lets say, I bought something from almost evey place I went to, Old Navy, Gap, Rue 21, Tommy Hilfiger, Guess, and so much more. I just went crazy, lol. then we went to the larger outlit (and I already had soo much) and I bought MORE. I.bought.alot. but the prices were amazing. I mean, you can't buy cheap stuff at the mall, but outlets are soooo much cheaper, soo much. Good God, I bought a crapload... but the stuff was great, lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;monday- I went to see The Notebook with Janettes boss's daugter Cassie. that was a good movie, I loved it!!!! afterwards, i went back to work, picked up Jill's other daughter Taylor and we went to get ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tuesday 13th- it was taylors bday and they were going to the waterpark and Jill invited me so I meet them there and Cassie and I had fun on the rides. I was able to get a tan also, woo hoo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;weds 14th- i got a little depressed b/c my sister and I really didn't spend much time together and we got cross with eachother on the phone. I just went to the mall to shop some and the Navy Exchange. Later that night, we went bike riding with kim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thursday 15th-I took maurissa to see Mean Girls, which was a good movie. we had lunch and I rented Duplex and&amp;nbsp; something else. I have watched soo many movies. My sister got this pass at blockbuster where you can rent as many movies as you want for 24 bucks, great huh? maurissa and I watched Duplex, so funny, with ben stiller and drew barrymore. later that night, we went to see some of Jason's (her BF) family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;friday 16th-my last day. I was gonna call cassie, but her dad was gonna pick her up around 3. so i got in touch with kim and picked up maurissa and we meet her at the mall. she was shopping with her friend from NY. i just&amp;nbsp; got something at Wet Seal. maurissa and&amp;nbsp;I left to go watch A Cinderella story at 2 55. I know it has hilary duff in it and she is&amp;nbsp;very teeny bop, but it looked cute. that night, janette and I went to visit her friend Sheryl. after talking, sheryl and her friend Denise convinced us to go to a party at the military base. sheryl and denise are so crazy. they were wearing their stilettos while janette and i were dressed normally. we stopped at a gas station and they flirted with eveyone. I felt very young (considering they were 10 yrs older than me, lol) they party at the base was wacked and they didn't check for ids. we left after a minute and went to this bar, the shady lady, and they weren't carding. it was a very odd club.renecks and thug wanna bees dancing on the floor, hilarious. Denise was very drunk and saw her x and kept repeating stuff over and over and I was like" uh huh, yeah, uh huh" my sister and I didn't drink (we&amp;nbsp; were leaving at 8 am to go back home). these guys came up to us and we had fake names cause we didn't like them. Denise was candy, Janette was Julie, and Denise named me Tonya (next time I will use Sydney, like alias..loL) and they guys finally left. janette andI left at almost 1 since we had to get up early. that night was the oddest bar experience I have ever had. I guess I am a good girl or whatever. I had alcohol at my disposal, but I turned it down. I just don't care enough I guess.we got home and went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sat-we left early and janette only brought angelo cause she can only handle one one a trip like that. Angelo is a mommas boy. She wanted to bring Jason, but big Jason didn't want to have Angelo b/c angelo would have a heart attack if janette left him for one night. the drive was easy, but a long one. we stopped alot to get coffee and use the bathroom. finally we arrive almost 1. janette was shocked at how the house changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sunday, today-wow, it took me over 1 hour to write all this. I dread writing about my france trip. ahh, I miss my sister!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-109018975359143487?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109018975359143487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/109018975359143487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109018975359143487' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-108896231504660342</id><published>2004-07-04T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T13:31:55.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phew, been a while since I last posted. I think later in the month, I am gonna set up a page for pictures from my Paris trip and a long, long summary of what went on, b/c I really don't have time to sit down and write about all that went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, Happy 4th of July!!! MY parents want to go watch fireworks today, but I am not really interested. If you've seen them once, thats enough. And going ot see them would mean parking at some place (like the hopsital, which has a hill) and sitting there, which is boring. And I also Just washed all my clothes to pack today and I only have the crappy ones left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, after millions of plan changes, My mom and I are leaving tomorrow to drop me off at my sister's house in Charleston. Janette was supposed to come june 26 to spend the weekend and bring me down there, but her son Angelo got sick. So again, she planned to come this weekend, but she got really sick, so I hope this plan works out. We did't leave today b/c of the traffic we would probably encounter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is gonna take me to myrtle beach to spend a couple days. Also on the 15th, Jet is playing at the House of Blues and we are planning to go with a couple of her friends, whoo hoo. I'm excited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carla's back from Chocolate World, woo hoo, I want some of that chocolate :P. Guess who has more posts?? Guess :P. Not Carla bwahhhhaaaahaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.. that is all I can think of now, tata for now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-108896231504660342?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108896231504660342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108896231504660342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108896231504660342' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-10877626097080288</id><published>2004-06-20T15:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T16:16:49.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bonjour! I am back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORD! I missed Ice, air conditioning, American Food, and WALMART!!!!! France was different and interesting and fun, butttt... its a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there!! I do have alot to say, but I thought I would poist this just to say I am  here. Next post will be a summary of what happened!! I need to get off now and can't do it at the moment.It's fathers day, Happy Fathers day!!! I got my dad a cool D-Day cup from the World War II/D-Day museum in Normady and I bought a Saving Private Ryan DVD for him... :P. &lt;br /&gt;ok, gtg, I missed you guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-10877626097080288?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/10877626097080288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/10877626097080288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#10877626097080288' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-108674985713939896</id><published>2004-06-08T22:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T22:57:43.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't have time to visit all my friends, I gotta pack BUTTT to Carla, Magie, Zahira, and Susan who always visit my page, I'll miss ya ladies!!! I'll take lots of pics! Happy Birthday Zahira! You b-day is when I leave, woo hoo. i'll always remember yours now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           ciao to anyone who visits...&lt;br /&gt;                    love, felicia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-108674985713939896?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108674985713939896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108674985713939896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108674985713939896' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-108639163075706317</id><published>2004-06-04T19:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T19:27:10.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I took my Chemistry Exam. It was pretty easy. Also, SCHOOLS OVER!! Summer officially starts, I guess. I only had to take the chem. exam. Weds and Thursday I didn't have to go to school. I'm glad its over..until I have to go back, ha. LESS than a week till Paris!!! We leave weds. and stay 9 days. woo hoo. I'm nervous and excited. I still need to get more stuff, like toiletries (sp?). I am forgetting how to speak french, ah. Maybe I will meet a French guy, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had thought my cat Riley was missing. I hadn't seen him in 5 days and yesterday my mom, dad, and me went on a search for him and I almost freaked out cause I thought he was dead or somehting. After the exam, when I came back home, he was sleeping in the arm chair. My dad had went outside and found him, THANK God!! I missed my kitty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets see. THis summer I am going to paris, going to the beach for a few days with YB, and visiting my sister for 1 or 2 weeks. And all in June! And I think my friend is getting married this month.. opps, I havent talked to her in FOREVER. Maybe I better email her.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing planned for July... boo hoo. Incase I don't blog before I leave..... au revoir!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-108639163075706317?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108639163075706317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108639163075706317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108639163075706317' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-108570370018198162</id><published>2004-05-27T20:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T20:21:40.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm.. what to blog about??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bed is so nice, I love it!! I am not missing my old bed that much anymore (although it used to be my big sis's, so thats why I didn't want my parents to get rid of it!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gone smoothie crazy. I bought smoothie mixes at Kohls and bought a smoothie recipe book with easy recipes, so I can't wait to buy that stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally started talking my Annual around to people starting yesterday. I have so many people I want to sign it, But I just don't like going up to people and asking them to sign my Yearbook, but on the other hand, I hate signing annuals and would rather someone sign mine then vice versa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone watch Americal Idol last night?? I wasn't surprised that Fantastia won, but I wish La Toya was still in and she would have won, b/c I think she was the best by far. I think Fantasia is good, but I got so sick of hearing about her. It was ALLLLLLLLLL over the news the past 2 days.. "tasia this, 'tasia that, her favorite color,,, blah blah blah...My mom wanted Diana to win just b/c she was really tired of hearing about fantasia. I don't think this season was that good, last season was way better (Uh hum.. I love Clay!!! lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go dry my hair. Much love to all my friends!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-108570370018198162?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108570370018198162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108570370018198162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108570370018198162' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-108550362573412492</id><published>2004-05-25T12:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T12:47:26.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>phew! It has been sooo long!! but I can explain. lol!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The constuction people were putting hardwood floors in upstairs where the computer is, so we had to take the computer desk, etc. into the other room, which has NOOO internet, awful I know. And I hadn't had time to get on at school. So that is why I had been off for so long. Right now it is during 3rd period and I came home to eat and blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start Sunday 16th. My voice came back, but STILL I can't even sing like I normally do, yikes. Thursday the 20th was my sisters birthday. She told me she liked her gift, relief relief. It was also the YB assembly. We had spread a rumor that the YB would be purple with rainbows and the Theme would be "over the rainbow" (b/c the editor is gay). And people believed us!! At the assembly, we put our Ybs in purple bags and alex and misty ppresented the yb and said the theme was Over the Rainbow (they had put purple book covers over theirs) and when they showed it, the rednecks, etc, booed and then they were like "just kidding" and we pulled ours out and everyone was sooooo relieved and clapped. IT was the best joke ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day, us Yb staffers handed out yearbooks. I gotta tell ya, our YBs look awsome!!! We sold out and have NOO more copies b/c people wanted them so much. We even had to use the damaged books.  To order more, it would be 5000 for 500..i think, or 100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. anyone who had an advanced math and beyond could go to math day, which I did. I got one hour of sleep that night b/c I coughed so hard that night that I couldn't sleep. I almost didn't go, but I couldn''t get my money back so I jsut went anyway. On the way back, we ran into baddd charlotte traffic. There was a wreck which meant we went slower and stopped for like 20 minutes, which was BAD for us., b/c we were sooo hot and sweating out of our ass and the only was we could get a breeze is if the bus was moving, which it wasn't/ we had towels lined on the right side when we stoppped to keep the sun out, but it was sooo hot!!! then we saw the wreck./ There was alotta poilce cars and ambulances. Finally, they had to fly a helicopter to the highway and pick up the person. When we finally got by, we saw that they had to cut the top off the Lexus to get that person out. I hope she/he/they are alright!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, I finally got my new bed. It is one ofthose cute day beds with three sides that looks really nice. It is my first new bed. I had old inherited beds before. I slept really nicely...I also go this book of smoothie recipes, and I can't wait to make them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, gotta get off now and go to school. I will visit webbies when I get back lata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-108550362573412492?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108550362573412492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108550362573412492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108550362573412492' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-108458536641803452</id><published>2004-05-14T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T21:43:29.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First of all, Happy Birthday to Carla (whose birthday is 2morrow, the 15th) Yay! Unlucky 17th, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second of all,I have..... LARYNGITIS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is driving me crazy b/c I can't talk and my parents keep talking to me like the normally do, as If I will normally respond and I am trying to squeeze out a word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started wedsnesday. I couldn't sleep that night b/c my throat hurt and when I got up I felt terrible and was crying. If I had a fever it would have been okay, but the worst is when my throat hurts cause then I can't eat anything or swallow. I felt like crap, but I really needed to go to first period, chemistry, because I am bordeline, so I went and was all spacy and after that awful 1 1/2 hour I went home to lie down. BUTTTTT our house is being redone, and the guys were sanding the floors. I was so tired and it was sooo loud, it was hard to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I felt a WEE bit better and went to school the whole day, but went home during YB to rest and eat yogurt. That is when my voice really started sounding weird. Oh yeah, the FRAISER finale was last night. Anyone else watch that?? It made me cry... I hate all these shows ending...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Friday. I woke up, and after I got out of the bathroom, I realized I could barely speak. I was squeaking and stuff and I couldn';t get anything out. IN Foods and Nutritions, while we were cooking, Marie told me she had laryngitis last week (although I can't remember that) and she said she had throat lozenge and took nyquil and is all better. I still wasn't sure if I had it, b/c well.. I never had it before... ANYone reading this ever had it? When I came home, I looked for symptoms, and I had the symptoms. When it said don't whisper, I was like. .. Uh oh, cause that was what I did all 4th (even though it gave me a head ache) b/c talking softly didn't work and I had to communicate. Also, when I stand up I get this massive headache. Alex was like, maybe when you sit your brain gets cut off... and I was like, gee, THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. that was a long report of my developing laryngitis... but hey, I never had it before. I have screamed bloody mary (like riding roller coaster rides) and the one time I get it, I didn't do anything.. weird huh??? It sucks tho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I went after school to get medicine and get bday stuff for my sister. I got this card that had exactly what I would want to say. I spent forever in Kohls looking for osmething to get her, but there wasn't anything good (I mean yeah I loved the clothes, but it is teenagerish stuff that I love and she is the "working woman".../..still parties at clubs" kinda sister. I was baffled at what to get her and I wanted to spend all of my only 20 on her and my mom was like "you don't have a job, she'll understand.." but I still felt awful not getting her anything great, cause I love my sister and wanted to get her something special.. But all I could find were these cute pictures frames. I'm a lousy sister. When I get I a job, I will make up for it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that is my D(pression) for the day, I got my sister a bad present and I have laryngitis..woo hoo...ah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-108458536641803452?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108458536641803452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108458536641803452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108458536641803452' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-108431210955086897</id><published>2004-05-11T17:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T17:48:29.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phew, finally got on (Thank you for the comments!! I luv you guys.. er ladies, lol!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have done my visiting rounds the last time I blogged, but silly me, I was tired and thought I would go on later, but then we had a storm and it messed up our DSL and I wasn't able to get on till today, b/c now I am using the dial up, which I hate hate b\c it is so slow!! After I blog I will try to visit me lovely friends, if I have time. I have this meeting with the academic boosters about college tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I needed the internet. I had such a long thing to write in my blog, but I calmed down and won't "scream" about it. It had to do with my schedule for senior year. I had a thousand conflicts. The classes I REALLY wanted to take conflicted with the classes I NEEDED to take so I could be an honor graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I REALLY wanted to take ensemble (I mean, I even got up the guts to try out and made it) and found out in the fall, it conflicted with French 3, which I NEED to take b/c I am taking French 4 next semester. So of course I had to get that. In the spring, ensemble conflicted with Physics, which I NEED to become an honor graduate.. AHH. That means in both semesters, my frist periods were open. At first, the guidance counselor was like, you can take World Civilizations, a college class in the cyber room b/c I signed up for that was 1st period.. I was like perfect... BUTTTTT the class was over filled and I couldn't have 2 w/out 1... sooo that was out and if my schedule has been donw sooner I could of had that class WITH COLLEGE CREDIT&gt;....AHHH. damn damn damn... so for 1st, we found chorus (which I have taken twice already.. geeze) and the second semester, 1st p would be foods and nutritions 2... either that or dance (which is just hte coaches teaching us to dance, boring... or this other lame class).. and that was something I WOULD never sign up for b/c now in foods, I hate cooking and didn't wanna do that again... crap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd I got home and was miserable b/c my senior year was SCREWED.. But today I realized maybe if I would take French 3 first as an indepented study (which means while the class is studing french 2, or whatever, I would be working individually on french 3 and move up faster) so that I can take ensemble and at leayt have it one semester and My french teacher said that sounded good...so wish me luck!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again thanks ladies for commenting.. I feel somewhat better... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-108431210955086897?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108431210955086897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108431210955086897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108431210955086897' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-108398606634135840</id><published>2004-05-07T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T23:19:31.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This has been such a long week. Thanks for making me feel better. I can't see my tag board, so I dunno what it says... I feel like I've been on a roller coaster all week. One second I'm okay and another second someone sets me off.. I just don't know anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started chatting almost daily with my sister since last friday. She is 10 yrs older than me and I love her to death, but before I never called her if I had a problem. I never ever pull someone aside to talk about my feelings, not my mom, my close friends, sister, no one. I guess that is why every week I feel like I am gonna explode and just want to hide and scream and cry, b/c I bottle it up. I think my sister was really surprised at how I felt since I don't call to talk about "feelings". I wasn't even gonna tell her that day, but when I called, my throat caught when  Isaid Hello and my sister was like "whats wrong" and I didn't talk for 30 seconds b/c I knew I would cry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I feel a little better now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, what a coincidence, the last episode ever of "Friends" (boo hoo!!!! :( ) and my last soccer game of the season was yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer-It was senior night and I had to say good bye to some of my senior friends from the field, it was sad. We held the balloons and let it go after they opened their presents. I played soo long the first half. coach put me in after 4 mins into the game and left me in all 36 mins and OMG I thought I was gonna die. I kept thinking he would take me out and didn't know if I should signal or what. this is gonna drive me crazy, b/c I ALMOST SCORE, AHHH. It was sooooooo freakin close, my shot was the only good shot (we had like 3, 4 shots on goal first half, and 2 of them were mine) and I kicked it and if it was 1 inch lower it would have gone in, but it hit the top of the goal and bounced of. AHHH!!!!!! The day before, Hayley, our goalie, said she would give anyone 50 if they score a goal... at halftime she was like "I might just have to give you 25 since it was so close" lol. I have blisters on my feet. It was sooo hot yesterday, I just wanted to fall and pass out on the field).&lt;br /&gt;   Eventually the score came to 5-0. Which is pretty good since last game they beat us 9-0 and they are probably gonna be runner up in the conference. Although we NEED to have senior night against someone we can beat, duh, not one of the best in the conference!! shesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and "Friends". Anyone watch that??? I cried at the end, its so sad!! I wish they could have gone on forever!!! I taped Jay Leno, Oprah, and other things that had the Friends cast being interviewed..... I want the show back!! and "Frasier" is ending too... ****cries****. NBC is screwed without their "MUST SEE TV!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mothers day is on SUnday. What do I get my mom???????????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-108398606634135840?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108398606634135840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108398606634135840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108398606634135840' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-108351518547388328</id><published>2004-05-02T12:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T12:32:25.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday I took the SATS. It sucked. I couldn't concentrate b/c I was sore from practice and my back started throbbing and I couldn’t concentrate. After like 10 minutes into each section, I just wanted to hop up and down to get the kinks out.&lt;br /&gt; I guess emotionally I wasn’t feeling good anyway. I am still angry at the people that I call friends. &lt;br /&gt;The final straw was Friday. We had made plans to go out and eat at Pizza Hut, the juniors who were left in YB. And I was like, okay, maybe this will make me feel better. It was all decided, and I didn't see any of them for 2nd. In chemistry  for 1st, matt mentioned it and misty said with her own mouth, Felicia doesn’t like it there. So for break I walked ahead and they walked together and I didn’t see them till 3rd. At 3rd period we checked out. The people in the office asked us where we were going and misty was like Monte de Rey and I looked at her weird and was like I thought we were going to Pizza Hut? and then she said but Matt wants to go to Monte De Rey. I said when did this happen?? THEY KNOW I won’t Mexican food. And everybody likes pizza but b/c matt said he wants Monte de Rey and KNOWs I hate that place and its discussed while my back is turned. I was PISSED. They are always doing things like that. Especially when Nicole is thrown in the mix, b/c she has to be the center of attention and when anything happens, I become the 3rd wheel. And Misty always wants to do what Matt does. It makes me gag how she does everything for Matt, but Matt doesn’t like her that way at all and she still does whatever for him. SO I just stare at them and they look like everything is peachy and as If I had ALREADY known even though I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;SO I was like, I don't care what the hell you do if you guys are gonna be like that and left. When I got to my car I called my sister. Yesterday I had called her b/c I had an awful day (b/c of them) and spent 3rd period crying into the phone to her. I was so depressed. And when I started talking to her, Matt, Misty and Nicole came out to the parking lot (they were gonna car pool together, gag) and they just grinned at me and my sister was on the phone so I couldn't say what I wanted to say to them (which starts with an F and Y) and My hands weren't free, but if they were, I would have given them the bird, that is how I felt about them then and now.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't get how someone can blow another person off and act like it was cool, b/c it wasn't. When I saw them in 4th period I couldn’t stand to them. Misty sits in front of me, Matt sits behind me, and Nicole sits 2 seats across. Matt kept poking me and was whispering to Nicole b/c he knew I was pissed and Nicole was like" I don't want anymore drama" (please, the only drama she had today was what to wear to school) and I rolled my eyes and wanted to throw my heavy book lit in her sun burnt face.&lt;br /&gt;And I was depressed at home and snapped at my mom and when my the phone rang I picked it up and dropped it and my mom was mad b/c it was my dad I hung up on but I didn’t care. I didn’t.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I just HATE people. I wish my sister lived nearby b/c just talking to her on the phone isn’t enough. I wish she could be here while I talked with her. That’s partly why I want to go to college in S.C, to be near her and get away from here….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-108351518547388328?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108351518547388328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108351518547388328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108351518547388328' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-108291300909662077</id><published>2004-04-25T12:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T13:14:20.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey everyone.. where should I start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I had a game friday, against a team that had beateb our butts bad last time. But you know what? We lost, and we were happy. See last time, they beat us by 11, and this time it was only 7. We did an amazing job containing it for so long. in the first half, it was ONLY 3-0, which if you knew the circumstances was really amazing, so we were happy and stuff. The basesball team was playing beside the field, and we had arrived reallllllyyyy early, so we got to watch the guys before it was time for us to play.&lt;br /&gt;     Oh, I was talking to Kevin again yesterday. Everyone was hovering over the door for the bell to ring and we were talking about his car and everyone was like ""oooo you have a porsche.. blah blah." and I was like its old and I wouldn't trade my car for it. We were talking about yesterday when I joked about hitting his car and he was like "You don't JOKE about things like that!" **cue my eyes rolling** I had forgotten that Kevin and his dad have a Porsche fettish. THey are always buying old porsche parts and old porschas on ebay, honestly! and they aren't rich rich. I mean his car is something I would never want and the only reason people are impressed with it is b/c it has "porsche" stamped on it. There is a car in the lower parking lot that looks just like it, but I bet it isn't worth much.... Maybe it is just me, that I don't appreciate old cars...cause I don't. I luv new cars, I don't understand the whole "it's old and ugly and is worth a bundle...." Maybe it is a guy thing...&lt;br /&gt;       Saturday I just stayed home and tried to work on my project. I didn't get much done, I got stuck. So that is what I SHOULD be working on now.. which I will as soon as I finish writing.... bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-108291300909662077?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108291300909662077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108291300909662077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108291300909662077' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-108267565932369938</id><published>2004-04-22T19:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T19:20:26.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Song:"This Love" by Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from soccer practice and my feet hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the Beta Club induction thingy. You have to have a 3.5 to get in and I have a 4.0 GPA, yay. Those who were to be inducted and old members got to leave school at 11:15 and be at the college auditorium by 12:45. In between we got to eat and go where ever. I drove my friend Misty cause her car was messed up. We went to subway and then we still had time so we went to Kohls where I bought 2 pairs of sandles, so cute. One of them were these sandles I had seen at old navy in the fall, only cheaper. Its fun to dress up all nice and stuff, I wore this really pretty pink off the shoulder skirt, black skirt, and these heels that has a gap in the middle. But, people who can't wear heels SHOULDN"T!!! this girl whitney wore heels and she is ALOT taller than me and wobbled across the stage as if this was the first time she ever wore heels, lol. We got a certificate thingy and pen and sticker, I guess to put on our car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had parked beside kevin and he had a porsche and I had parked a little to close so I had to wait until he got out (when I had first got in, I was like Kevin, I hit your porsche and his eyes got wide, lol!) Although were were joking around and I was like, my car is new and he's like, my car is expensive. Which I don't get why people want porsche.. like his I mean. In the student parking lot today I saw the car and was said to Misty "that car is ugly" and it is. I found out later it was his b/c he isn't driving his jetta anymore. Why would people pay so much for an ugly, but sporty looking porsche?? I would rather have mine. Or If I had one, cell it for "big bucks" and buy a toyota still... I just think it is weird that ugly name brand cars have such value... but whatever...go for toyotas baby!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday we won our game 4-0, and my name was in the paper, yay!! That was kinda cool :). but, um, Tuesday we lost 0-5...hm, its hard to get a streak up!hm.. thats all for now. below are some pics of my new haircut, but its so dark in the background that my hair looks diff. I can't photograph my hair! And the pics are kinda grainy, wahh, but u asked.... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://ourworld.cs.com/Beachy%20Chic%2005/me2.JPG" alt="me 1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://ourworld.cs.com/Beachy%20Chic%2005/me1.JPG" alt="me 2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-108267565932369938?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108267565932369938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108267565932369938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108267565932369938' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-108231151855874442</id><published>2004-04-18T14:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T16:52:39.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, I'm thinkin, since I have a million things to do, I will push everything aside to blog and waste time... Smart ha??, lol..NOT.. On Tuesday I had made this HUGE blog, and the thingy messed up and it was gone, ahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit* okay, this is weird, after I went to edit something in this, the post that I thought I lost (below this) from tuesday is now on here! How in the world?? I thought it was gone... hmm, ok, whatever. I guess I will delete what I had re-written...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh about my hair.. It looks kinda even now, and I really like how it looks!! yay, its weird, but it looks like it got longer.. hm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday..hm, lemme remember. Ah yes, ok, my dad and mom didn't like the color for their room, my dad said it was too dark.. well whatever. It wasn't dark. So my mom got this blue my dad picked, but it was a medium blue!!! MY mom painted that in the bathroom but later got a diff color for her bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday... I went to the hair place to ask Rachel what she used on my hair, and bought those to products..,one was this straightening volumizing things. bain de terre, and the other was this serum for smooth hair. Paul Mitchell product that the magazines recommend a lot. After, guess where I went?? Yup, Lowes, to get paint. We got more paint for the guestroom and she got this really light light blue, which I hated and she got mad cause I said I didn't like it and was like, well it doesn't matter what you think because its in my room, but IIIII was like, well if it doesn't matter, STOP ASKING ME. I kept telling her I didn't like it and she kept asking if I like it, shesh. I can't lie about things that bug me. And she drove me crazy, cause I kept showing colors I hated, and everytime she found the color again and ASKED me if I liked them and I was like DUH NO!!! Are you not listening..grr.&lt;br /&gt;   Afterward my mom wanted to stop and look in the furntiure place, but I was HUNGRY and had to pee bad and didn't wanna go in. We picked up something at Bojangles and went home... And painted.  Jason came over, he is kinda like a cousin of a cousin. He had been hunting for Turkeys and couldn't find any. We rode around in his hunting Jeep thingy, which is really old and was used in the navy. He has a white toyota celica, which is the car I really wanted but my dad got me a corolla instead, I lovee the celicas, but my car is great too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Friday....went to Lowes for color for the hallway and painted...Jason came over. um.. can't remember anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Saturday, I went to this kinda close strip mall (the big mall is about an hour away and I didn't feel like driving that far, the strip mall was like 30 mins away) so when I was there, I went to Claires and bought, 31 dollars worth of stuff, yikes, but it was worth it cause I got new earrings, a happy bunny thingy that was pink with yellow bunnies and said *you suck big time*, a couple of necklaces (one was a flowers choker and the other...I can't remember what its called, CARLA, remember those spikey blacklight earring you got? well mine had those in the shape of a heart and a necklace...) and I got this punky red and white bracelete that looks awsome....&lt;br /&gt;   Next I went to Gap. I got this really really pretty hot pink halter that tied around the neck. it had a little spot so I got 10 percent off it and I also bought these cute cute capris that are loose and khaki, kinda remind me of those Old Navy all terrain capris. THis was neat cause you can button the bottom to make it capris or make it pants...  So all in all I spend about 73 dollars. But I was happy to have new things, heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today is awful. My last day before school.. Ahh I don't wanna go back!!!!!!!! I have this big report project to do on Harper Lee (To kill a Mockingbird) that is due april 30 and that I barely started, a book report on Of Mice and Men (but the teacher hasn't even given us a date to get them in by), and on May 1 I take the SATS.. I haven't studied for that either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I procrastinate too much, bite me. :) Below are examples of the clothes I got at gap...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://ourworld.cs.com/Beachy%20Chic%2005/gapcarpis.jpg" alt="These are the capris I got, mine maybe a bit lighter.. That top is kinda like the color of my halter, only mine is deeper"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://ourworld.cs.com/Beachy%20Chic%2005/gaphalter.jpg" alt="That is my halter, only hot pink"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-108231151855874442?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108231151855874442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108231151855874442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108231151855874442' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-108190730033882836</id><published>2004-04-13T21:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T16:47:27.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my tummy is hurting, owww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, so what did I do today you ask???? Well nothing much I guess. My mom and I didn't paint today, woo hoo. I hate painting now. I slept in a little, watched Regis and Kelly (only the guy from SNL was there and he was so funny, he is Daryl..I think thats his name??!!..who does impressions on Regis and Trump, which if you guys watched it then duh, lol) but any whoo... I was lazy and went on the computer to play The Sims. I am trying to make an album story thingy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   around 1, I went to get a haircut. My mom went with me b/c the rachel,lady who cuts my hair (who also happens to be the preacher's wife at the church) opened her own hair cutting business downtown and I didn't know where it was.  I showed her a pic of Kelly Clarkston. I was gonna get my hair colored, but my mom just said wait a couple weeks. Before my Eurotrip, I wanna get it straightened so that I would have to aggravate in and mess with it over seas.&lt;br /&gt;  but anyway......She cut my hair, and after she was done, I was like, why is it weird in the back? And she didn'r put layers, only angles, which I hate angles... yes they are different from angles!!! lol. and I was like...umm, I need the layyers, cause my hair is crappy without them, so she cut layers into it and now the left side looks shorter and choppier than the right.. The right side is fine. next time I will specify NO ANGLES, ALL LAYERS!!! But I couldn't really get cross at Rachel because I really like her AND she's the preacher wife. I hate my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My mom and I went to Lowes Hardware afterward to look for paint. I am now excited about her room. We got this nice sandy, tan, brownish color, which always look great with white trim, and she is gonna paint her room and new bathroom that, thank God, some design sence. I am gonna push for her to get a thick white comforter, that will look soo good with white trim and brownish wall!!!  And we got the guestroom color, this green, usually I hate green, but it looked so nice in the mag. we don't have the hall color or living room color yet tho...&lt;br /&gt;  I hadn't eaten lunch and it was about 5 and we were heading back and my mom wanted to go into Jims discount furniture, but I was like I gotta pee BAD and I am HINGRY!!! we stopped by bojangles and I got chicken supremes combo.. YUMMYYY. Is Bojangles a Southern thing?? carla, do you have one? I wouldn't think so.... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is my day and my side still hurts and I am kinda hungry..gotta go, &lt;br /&gt;-you know you love me(if you ever read Gossip Girl, a VERY gossipy book)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-108190730033882836?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108190730033882836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108190730033882836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108190730033882836' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-108178356461078696</id><published>2004-04-12T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T23:08:56.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes I know its been, like, forever.. heh  but here me out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, I have a soccer game those nights. And with the home game, I got home around 8 but was really tired, but for the 2 away games, I didn't get home till after 10. I never got to go on the net b/c I didn't have time right after school b/c I had to get ready for the game and after I was pretty wipped out. Thursday, before we left for our game at central, we have to get out soccer pics taken, which was dumb they did it THAT day b/c t here was a track meet and if you know how it is a track meets, people are walking AND running everywhere, on the track and the football field to get to and fro. When I got my individual shot, I layed on my tummy b/c I have a huge ugly bruise on my thigh, ugh! and it isn't from soccer either. I was lying om the desks in yb and slid off and hit the crap out of me. but anyway....&lt;br /&gt;  we wore our orange jerseys, yay!  some seniors wannted to wear the white jerseys (which I think is worse b/c it shows through and looks worse, but since some people didn't know and only brought their orange jerseys since the game was away, we got to wear our orange ones. maybe we looked like bright orange pumpkins, but who cares, b/c at least my bra didn't show though and there is an annoying spot on my white jersey...any whooo&lt;br /&gt;  soccer game on thursday was BAD... but not worse than hibriten..  we tied on weds( we don't ever have games on weds but the game got rained out last week and we had to make it up) and on tues we lost 3 to 0.. our *lucky* (ha) number.&lt;br /&gt;  Friday was good friday and we had NO((*edit*, I didn't realized that I put to)! school. That is when my DSL went out and just came up. So all weekend I have been helping my mom (well i did most of it acutally) paint the house with primer. I soo didn't wanna do it, but my mom was like ,I will give u 20 dollars for every day we paint. I tried to prolong it, but it took 2 days to paint the primer. now we still have to paint the walls with the color and paint the ceilings, which is the part I dread. Ans she said when we were finished, she will add 100 dollars to my debit card!!!!!!!! yea buddy!!! I was like, but I have 100 dollars I haven't even used yet...(we got a debit for when I go to paris...and I haven't even used it for emergencies yet...my mom said from now on I should use it for gas and emergencies) and my mom was like I can do whatever I want with the hundred. AHH I can't wait to go to the mall and shopppp. I need new sandles, capris... it is almost summer and I can't wait to shop.. heh&lt;br /&gt;  so for my break I guess I will be painting and playing the sims.... fun fun.. not&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-108178356461078696?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108178356461078696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108178356461078696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108178356461078696' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-108086917516441757</id><published>2004-04-01T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T20:29:54.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pardon moi (and me language),but.......&lt;br /&gt;I feel so DaMn great!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WE WON THE SOCCER GAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And not just won it, but won it 3 to 1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And we have so many of our players hurt and a major one at a track meet, and we won, and damn it felt good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And it didn't start out that way. When we first game in to practice during the game, carsten(our coach) was upset about the bad vibe going on the team and that we have 3 choices.. 1)we confront who we have the problem with and send them packing....2)he resigns and we get a new coach, or 3)we put away all bad feeling and work hard to prove we are a team.&lt;br /&gt;  We chose 3.&lt;br /&gt;And we played and awsome game. The first half, our of pure luck (b/c we so outplayed them) they scored one goal. I also got LONG playing time the first half, and played my best game (i am not being big headed, b/c I really needed that) and I played defensive and headed the ball into the goal (altho the keeper caught it) but it wass soo awsome and it was the talk of halftime. I also got alot of close goals and felt the best in this game.&lt;br /&gt;  In second half, we miraculously scored 3 goals (2 by Mechelle WHO KEEP IN MIND her # is 3, one by the other players on accident) and it was awsome! And get this THREE GOALS.. scroll up to read WHAT number 3 meant! and before the game when we came in and did the group huddle, we called out "we chose 3" and that is what we won by, and number 3, mechelle scored it... weird huh?? but awsome, wicked awsome. &lt;br /&gt;I am on cloud nine:) I hope everyone is jsut as peachy :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-108086917516441757?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108086917516441757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108086917516441757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108086917516441757' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-108060955849526302</id><published>2004-03-29T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T20:22:53.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so bored.. and thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;  I finally got my car back!! It was in the shop, getting repainted in one spot (stupid carport) and it was sent of friday and I FINALLY got it back! It looks brand new, only the smell of paint reeks in the inside and I am gonna have to get febreeze or something to whiff it out.&lt;br /&gt;  This morning my mom and I got into another spat. See, since my car was not here (the paint wasn't dry yesterday) I needed a way to get to school and needed my mom's car, but my mom was all "Noo, i need it to go grocery shopping and to the bank" which is the same excuse she had used when I first didn;t have a car and there was another one for her to use (its bigger and I don't like to drive it, the other car). But I was like, well you could have gone friday or saturday and on the day I need it, she suddenly HAS to have it. whatever. So I thought she was gonna drop me, then at the last second, she was like I am having pains in my stomach. Which usually I am sympathetic to, but she has it all the time and WON't go to the doctor, which is so annoying I can';t feek sorry for her anymore if she won't do something to make her better.&lt;br /&gt;  So I left for school. Chemistry was a drag. I hate Valence electrons!! In foods, we got partners and are gonna bake tomorrow. My partners and I choose chocolate chip cookies w/ sprinkles, yummmm. SO during yearbook (we had nothing to do) I wen't to Food Lion and picked up chocolate chio cookie mix (they didn't have the Hines one that the recipe called for, but oh well.) and I wen't buy bojangles cause my friend rachel asked for me to pick up some large fries for her and I got small fries, a biscuit, and a water. &lt;br /&gt;  I MISS COKE!!! I haven't had a really chug of coke in forever. maybe since january. I am trying to loose weight one small step at a time and water drinking is my first step. Before when I was little, water was something I couldn't choke down, but now I am drinking alotta glasses of H20 a day. but I still dream of coke, lol....&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-108060955849526302?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108060955849526302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108060955849526302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108060955849526302' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-108044498014032991</id><published>2004-03-27T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T22:39:52.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well well...We lost the game on Friday.. So bad I won't even post the score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back home, I was really tired. My eyes started flickering around 10 and I went to bed at around 11:30, which is weird because that is the time I have been going to bed in weekdays and 1 past on weekends, but maybe my lack of sleep is catching up on me, because I am sleepy now.. and I still need to take a shower..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the new layout?? Well the image wasn't showing for my other layout, so I looked for a new one..argh, which reminds me, after I post thing, I gotta hurry and save that image to my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I did pretty much nothin, I felt drowsy. My mom and I went to Lowes hardware around lunch to look at paint b/c we are part remodeling our new home ( part b/c altho we are changing the layout and walls and everything, we will still have the old dinky furniture. My parents don't get the full concept of change. How can you remodel a house and keep the old ugly furniture?? whatever).&lt;br /&gt;  Then I went to the library to return/check out books and after I came home I watched tv and read my book. Yes I know. I live on the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that wraps it up. I feel like I am in a funk. I haven't made a doll in a while and haven't been to check on the forums xcept foxies, which I STILL have to make the cyber buddie banner, BOTW (which I picked too! lol), TOTW, and so on......... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-108044498014032991?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108044498014032991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108044498014032991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108044498014032991' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-108026287216105708</id><published>2004-03-25T19:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T20:04:41.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>**warning, long blogg**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm..what has happened, lemme think. On tuesday we had another game, home, and we lost 3-0. Oh well. Tomorrow we have another game, but this team is rumored to be the top team..&lt;br /&gt;  Today in Foods, we had to cook meals from the country we were assigned too and my group (3 of us) had Japan and we did our presentation of the poster and cookbook yesterday and today we cooked teryaki honey chicken, which everyone LOVEd and it turned out pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;   During 3rd, most of YB staff when to pizza hut to celebrated Sarah's birthday (which was really unfair b/c her birthday was 2 days ago and we went out all this week and like 4 of us didn't even get our birthday celebrated and we never went out to celebrate anybodys birthday except her &lt;and alex, but he is the editor&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I didn't go, but not b/c I was annoyed, but b/c I was full of chicken and I didn't want to waste my money, I love pizza hut too. So I stayed behind with Misty, who didn't have any money to go out with.&lt;br /&gt;  Misty and I went to the gym during the period b/c the blood drive was today (thank God I didn't see a needle injected into someone or I would have fainted.) I am 17 and over the weight, but I don't have the guts to get my blood sucked.&lt;br /&gt;  Alex, the editor and Kayla were doing the Blood drive thing. Student Council was sponsering it and they volunteered so misty and I hung around them. Misty's boyfriend was giving blood and gave her money, so Misty and I went to get something at Bojangles and I just got fries.&lt;br /&gt;  A few people fainted. I had seen this girl mary standing and talking and then when I turned around and turned back, she was flat on the floor. Also Nicole, a fellow YB staffer) was giving blood and she puked on herself. Luckily you get a shirt when you give blood, so she changed in the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;  In 4th period, we were watching "Of Men and Mice" (which I gotta say made me all teary, argh!) and I hear a loud noise to my right, like desks being hit and when I looked over, Nicole was passed out on the floor. We thought she jsut fell at first.. she is alright now, but I have to say it was kinda funny, b/c we didn't know she had fainted at first and thought she fell while trying ot get her purse. She fell HARD, hit the desk and floor and passed out. The nurse in the gym had to come and take her. She was wearing her sunglasses on her head and broke them. She didn't eat before OR after she gave blood, which isn't smart and probably WHY she hurled and passed out.&lt;br /&gt;phew, that was long.. also i will add (if I didn't..did i??) that I got hosted by http://www.eleatie.com. I am gonna start building my new site soon. But go check her site out.. it's grrrrreat :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-108026287216105708?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108026287216105708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/108026287216105708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108026287216105708' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-107990592281932015</id><published>2004-03-21T16:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T16:55:26.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a while since my last blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, we won our soccer game!!!! 1-0. We were happy b/c it was our first conference game also. I even got to play a while, and got good comments. The game was close to home, and it ended up being just 5 of us (not counting the coaches) riding home on the bus, so we didn't stop to eat, but when I got to my car, I swung by Bojangles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Saturday was the Key Club raod side clean up, which I participated in. There we soo many cigarette butts and beer bottles. It was soo nasty to pick up all the trash. I had planned to get my hair cut and shop... but I got really lazy, and just went back home after the cleanup. I also made bisuits last night, and as my Food and Nutritions teacher said "only a true southern can make a good biscuit" and my biscuits tasted yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my mom and I got into a huge fight, and guess what started it?! well, when I had breakfast, I left the table cloth uneven and my mom acted like I smashed the kitchen to pieces, no lie.. ahh, it's making me boil up again. but how stupid is that. The table cloth was wrinkled. THAT WAS IT!! and I was so pissed, I almost didn't go to church b/c I was boiling. But I did go and after Church, I drove through town for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;  I cleaned my room and washed my clothes, and at 5 I think I will wash and clean my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must remember to register for the SATs. I think I need a new layout. I had forgotten to save the image for my layout and now the site it was on is down I think, so the picture is gone (can anyone see the couple hugging above??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-107990592281932015?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/107990592281932015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/107990592281932015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107990592281932015' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-107940385247360234</id><published>2004-03-15T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T21:27:28.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"shake it like a polaroid picture......heyyyaaaaaa" &gt;&gt;Outkast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a pretty ok day.. I think. in Foods, we got paired up to do this menu on a certain country (my group got Japan) which is JUST great (NOT), b/c 1) I don't like Japanese food and 2)I don't like one of my parters in our group of three. He is one of those annoying country hicks who thinks he knows everything and thinks his way is right, and can be soo narrow minded . Man, I can't even remember his name... I think it is daniel something, whatever... I can't STAND NC hicks, I just can't!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I had rented Uptown Girls and Intolerable Cruelty (with George Clooney). Since Uptown Girls didn't have any special features, I got the VHS version and brought it in today to watch in Yearbook since our deadline is done and the neighboring nazi...*cough* teacher next door is being a butt and won't let us play games on her computer and we have nothing to do in our airtight closet we call our room. Its a really good movie.&lt;br /&gt;   4th period was funny, these two new teacher share a room together, and the one that isn't our teacher, rachel (I won't use last names) has planning for 4th, so she was in there and she is a duke fan and lots of the kids in our class are Carolina fans. Well this guy Brandon, who has hardly said two words the whole semester sees her Duke shirt (he is a huge Carolina fan apparently) and they start yelling (not deadly yelling, just the kind way fans of opposite teams yell)about who is better and Rachel says he sucks and it was so hilarious how people feel about there teams. Rachel started walking out of the room and Brandon says something and Rachel covers her ears and goes "I always have the last word, I always have the last word" and runs out and it was so funny, u had to be there, lol.&lt;br /&gt;  Today was raining, and I hate being in the rain, and of course it rained on our practice and I had a huddie and was tightening it over my head, but it made it hard to see. We all played pretty sucky in practice, lol&lt;br /&gt;  I left Practice early to go to the Key Club Meeting at Sagebrush.....I don't suggest going there, they have good food, but it is EXPENSIVE, omg..... but anyway, that is how my day went.... great huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Carla for making me this!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://colormepretty.vze.com"target="carla gift"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ourworld.cs.com/Beachy%20Chic%2005/feliciagiftkanji.gif" alt="Thank you Carla!!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-107940385247360234?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/107940385247360234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/107940385247360234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107940385247360234' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-107920398749526090</id><published>2004-03-13T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T13:56:19.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm.. where should I start??&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, we had flurries so the Key club meeting and practice were cancelled, so I had a nice free day, it was great. &lt;br /&gt;    Wedsday was our away game, I got to play, but we lost, which was awful, b/c there team wasn't good and we are so much better, yet we played horribly ( didn't play but for like 3 or 4 mins, so I will NOT blame myself) I almost scored!!! I was right there! but soccer has this stupid offside thingy, and I was offsides and the ref blew his stupid whistle and I could have scored if he didn't!! ah.crap.&lt;br /&gt;   Thursday was practice and I couldn't kick the stupid ball right and predicted I wouldn't be playing in the game b/c nothing was going right&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Friday-And I guess I am a freakin psychic, b/c I KNEW just b/c of that ONE practice I wouldn't get put in. AHH I hate my coach, he doesn't even KNOW my name, he hasn't ever asked. He just points to me and says "you" and tells me what to do. Mike, the asst. coach knows my name, and he never even asked, he just knew my hearing it, duh!&lt;br /&gt;   But anyway, we lost that soccer game, and it started out really good. we scored shortly after beggining, but the other team scored 3 goals in the second half. Sammie fell on her bad knee and hurt it BAD. she was in so much pain and crying and her mom brought her car on the track and rushed her to the hosital to the emergency room, only our hospital SUCKS. I mean it, our hopsital is horrible. people wait forever. people who go to the emergency room have to wait like 4 or 5 hours and so sammie would have to wait that long to finally get seen, and her knee was messed up.&lt;br /&gt;   yesterday was also the big Acc basketball games, which everone was glued on. In YB we turned on the tv to watch it and in 4th, our teacher turned it on, but put it on mute when we took our test. next door, we could hear coach kantrell watching the game and yelling. i guess carolina and duke made it, i dunno who else. im not rooting for anyone, don't care, lol.&lt;br /&gt;   I may get ready to go to town. I need some flip flops and wanna rent a movie, maybe I will get Uptown girls, I wanted to see that... later :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-107920398749526090?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/107920398749526090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/107920398749526090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107920398749526090' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-107879998921090337</id><published>2004-03-08T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T21:44:22.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>                              Song:"Blurry" by Puddle of Mudd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I should write today, b/c I am busy all week except for Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was our home game. I got to play! Mike, the assistant coach, got me in. The coach wasn't gonna put me it, but Mike convinced him to. He said he told the coach that he can see I am good in practice and that I should be playing, not sitting on the bench. Which made me feel better, until he said Do like you do in practice. Now I got you in, don't disappoint me. Gee, that was motivating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost 2-1. They has alotta fancy footwork, which I guess is something we really need to practice w/, b/c the new people who have never played before haven't been taught any footwork and can't contain the ball. I felt bad b/c like 7 people didn't get to go in, and I don't think he will ever put 4 of them in, b/c they don't do good in practice.. :(.&lt;br /&gt;  I am glad I got to play, b/c I didn't want to sit on the bench the whole time at a Home game, plus the guys from the Mens Soccer team came by to watch. I have had crushes on 5 of them, lol. The one I like the most is single ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weds and Fri, I have a game, so don't count me here. Tomorrow I have practice along with a Key Club meeting at a restaurant that I have never been to, but I wanted to try it before anyway. It got so freakin cold today!! Just playing I thought my hands were coming off, I was so cold. It was all warm yesterday and now snow is predicted tomorrow! Lordy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is talking to me now...&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired right now...........Later Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-107879998921090337?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/107879998921090337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/107879998921090337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107879998921090337' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-107871204386417001</id><published>2004-03-07T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T21:17:08.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't want to go to school tomorrow. Tomorrow is the soccer game, its at home, and it will be embarrassing to sit on the bend for a whole game at a home game. See, last Thursday was our first game, away, and I got p.od. b/c I sat the whole time and didn't get to play, and I KNOW I am not bad. I played soccer before and have gotten better. There are like 22, 23 people on our team, and a lot of new people. ALL (except for 1!! Her brother was a soccer star in high school, whatever)the new people didn't even get to play. OK, four of them can barely hit the ball, honestly, but I can and was mad that I didn't get a shot. What-the-crap-ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I had dreaded my dad coming home. The only thing he said to me was he would NOT pay if my insurance increased and he would make my mom pay. He was mad I was going 70 and late and said I BETTER leave early. He also said we are getting a lawyer, cause he rather pay for someone to stop the insurance increase then have to pay for triple insurance....... &lt;br /&gt;I also went to the bank with my mom shortly after school to apply for my debit card.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-my dad was working, so avoiding him was easy. I didn't wanna drive, but I needed panty hose for church, so I left (with my mom repeating becareful..yea, like i would speed the day after i got a ticket, i don't think so... i drove SLOW). &lt;br /&gt;and I must have bad karma or whatEVER b/c I went to Goody's just to peek in (they don't have PH, but I wanted a belt) they didn't have anything good, so I left, and when I went into my car, I COULD NOT TURN THE IGNITION. I was like WTF?? I stuck it in and it wouldn;t move. I called my mom and she didn;t know what was going on and said call dad at work. Well I tried but his work was closed, i called again and my mom said she would be there and to leave my cell on and she would come by. 5 minutes later, my phone rang and it was my dad. He said to turn the wheel hard to the left or right and turn the key in the ignition... it worked.. &lt;br /&gt;That is the only time we talked yesterday.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, a little while ago, my mom told me that Jerry (this man supervising the reconstruction of our house) knows this guy in the court system that can keep my insurance from rising or something. HE has to contact him. I would still have to go to court and pay the ticket, but we wouldnt' need to get a lawyer. And I wouldn't get points onto my license since this is my first time, but after 3 years, if I get caught speeding, I will get double the points.... But I hope we get something positive from his friend.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, God, just make this crap go awayyyyyyyy!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-107871204386417001?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/107871204386417001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/107871204386417001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107871204386417001' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-107852043867138965</id><published>2004-03-05T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T16:03:40.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>                  "Every day is the worst day ever....." by simple plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have to take the good w/ the bad. It's that kind of week. TOday started out AWFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was later (trying ot revise my StUpId) Chem homework  and was gonna be later and I was going over 70 and I got stopped.    I was so upset, when mr.hotshot policeman went to his car to write a ticket, I called my mom and started crying. It was awful. He said you have a good and clean driving record and you are being polite and cooperative. But did he give me a WARNING, NOOO.(The sign said resume at safe speed. It DIDN't SAY 55. It felt safe and incontrol!) He gave me a damn ticket. OMG, words can't describe how crappy I felt. My insurance will go up and the ticket is 125 bucks. And my dread my dad coming home. I would have rather gotten into an accident, seriously. God if only I had left early, I wouldn't have sped. It is like a replay in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only good thing today was when we went to pizza hut during Yearbook (I didn't want to drive, obviously and carpooled) and it was the only highlight of my day b/c I haven't been to pizza hut in a while and it was fun driving around with my friends and we were laughing. I was on the verge of upset and ill (FYI for you no southern people, ill here means pissed and angry, b/c my friends outta state think I always mean sick when I say ill) b/c in Foods, Hannah and I were cleaning up and the three other girls in our group ( 2 freshman, 1 soph) were being lazy and playing with the damn TRASH CAN!!!!!! It took 3 of them to take it out while hannah and i washed dishes and wipped down the counters, I was so mad at them, I think I will switch groups, b/c they are just to sry and lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you can tell by my language I am still upset and angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing this week?? I made ensemble. woo hoo. My ankle is fine, thankfully (thank you for the well wishes!!) Thank you to my friends who stopped by, I need a blinkie saying I love my online friends. I don't think I even told my best friend I made a blog, lol. I hope everyone has a better week than me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-107852043867138965?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/107852043867138965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/107852043867138965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107852043867138965' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-107819057330703820</id><published>2004-03-01T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T20:25:49.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so cold and my ankle is KILLING me and I am walking like an old woman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I was SO excited last night. LOTRs: Return of the King won all their 11 categories, yay! It was funny when this woman won (forgot her name) and said something like "I'm just glad LOTRs wasn't in this category, lol. But I was still happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have a Chemistry test 2morrow, I should be studying.. HAHA. My element project got extended a day. I got a 100 on my Formula writing test...I now know the formulas and charges for almost everything, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In yearbook, we CLEANED. The room was so filthy, in major attribution to the class after us, and the desks we NASTY, gum logged in everywhere, dip bottles everywhere. We also vaccumed. It is so much better. The ones (and me) who were pretty much done with their sections cleaned, the others worked on their spreads. We cooked popcorn with out microwave and burned the first 2 and had to run out b/c the smell was bad (they were these special mini popcorn). I think the third was successful... But it turned out not to be buttery popcorn, dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am selling candy, but I didn't eat any b/c chocolate coats your throat, making it hard ot sing. I went to music building b/c I didn't sign up for ensemble auditions and was gonna talk to the teacher. We I saw her, she said she meant to ask me to audition and remembered I had a pretty voice ( i had her for chorus), and I didn't have my music with me but she said just sing then accapella. Well now, cue my nervousness, b/c I started getting hot and shaky. Finally I started singing a few lines and she said good and I left. I hate how I get nervous, b/c I takes me a half hour to cool down b/c I started *glistening* and i can't get my jitters out.  But I did it, and its done. phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had soccer practice today, it was fun, we were separated into 2 groups (we have like 22 people on the team!!) and we were getting so tired and I kept scoring in our makeshift ball and we were laughing so hard, it was great.hehe. my ankle is really sore though, and everytime I did a too fancy move and was near the ground, I kept falling cause its so painful. I put icyhot on it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am now. I am glad I am taping American Idol. Its the Worst auditions, fun fun.. later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-107819057330703820?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/107819057330703820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/107819057330703820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107819057330703820' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-107808137725939858</id><published>2004-02-29T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T14:05:52.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Yawn* I am so tired. I finally have my blog finished. I got back from church at 12 and have working steadily. I think I have everything. If I don't I will include it all in later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I really need to work on my homework! It would have been wise to work on it on thursday and friday (my snow days) but what can I say? I guess I'm not wise... &lt;br /&gt;We are gonna play Jeopardy in Chemistry to prep for a test and everyone was supposed to make 16 Qs. Still haven't made mine, nor have I even STARTED my element project. YIkes. Tomorrow is the auditions for Ensemble. I can sing, my voice teacher said I have a *beautiful* voice, but I get so freakin' nervous that I can't get a tune out right. In freshman year I tried out for ensemble. I was so nervous and couldn't get anything out right. I sang the Faith Hill song from Pearl Harbor.. "In my dreams I'll always see you soar above the Sky," Well...that was STUPID of me. Its the song we were singing in chorus, but It is a hard song for me cause its not high enough, I just can't sing it right, but I just grabbed it cause I wasn't prepared... That song haunts me now, I can't STAND to listen to it. I didn't make ensemble.&lt;br /&gt;      But I took some voice lessons last year, and the song "Love has eyes" is high so I can sing it good and that is what I will bring to the auditions (maybe I can leave my nerves at home...). It's weird I am a soprano, b/c my voice is low, but I sing really high. Wish me luck. I NEED it. ahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-107808137725939858?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/107808137725939858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/107808137725939858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107808137725939858' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550860.post-107802892658883179</id><published>2004-02-28T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T23:48:22.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here, and It is 11 27. I wadding through my thoughts as I was surfing for some nice layouts (Thanks Zahira for the heads up). The only thing I can say right now is thats were I want to be right now. In that picture, on the beach, being hugged..by a sweet hot guy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*felicia*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6550860-107802892658883179?l=perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/107802892658883179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6550860/posts/default/107802892658883179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfectlymoi05.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107802892658883179' title=''/><author><name>Felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04023903825986354683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
