<?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-8765230</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:27:17.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody♥Romance</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110937653808172009</id><published>2005-02-25T16:09:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T16:08:58.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No more blogger!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have moved to Xanga &amp;amp; Myspace.&lt;br /&gt;it was nice meeting all you cuntfaces. CIAO&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&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/8765230-110937653808172009?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110937653808172009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110937653808172009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110937653808172009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110937653808172009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2005/02/no-more-blogger-i-have-moved-to-xanga_25.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110937652733188258</id><published>2005-02-25T16:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T16:08:47.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No more blogger!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have moved to Xanga &amp;amp; Myspace.&lt;br /&gt;it was nice meeting all you cuntfaces. CIAO&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&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/8765230-110937652733188258?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110937652733188258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110937652733188258' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110937652733188258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110937652733188258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2005/02/no-more-blogger-i-have-mov_110937652733188258.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110937652111380253</id><published>2005-02-25T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T16:08:41.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No more blogger!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have moved to Xanga &amp;amp; Myspace.&lt;br /&gt;it was nice meeting all you cuntfaces. CIAO&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&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/8765230-110937652111380253?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110937652111380253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110937652111380253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110937652111380253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110937652111380253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2005/02/no-more-blogger-i-have-moved-to-xanga.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110747883029408537</id><published>2005-02-03T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T17:02:22.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey loves&lt;33</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dhfjhdsfkdjffd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; im really bored.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was alright.it wasnt the best, ive had better.but it was &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;. I saw ryan that day, that was &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Sorry for the lack of updates..i totally forgot about the computer....Last night mark&amp;brandon&amp;amp;jacob came over &amp;well it was kinda randomly,we didnt know they were gonna come.but yeah launren&amp;amp;me both looked like shit..but whatever it was alright.&amp;then we went downstair in the basement &amp;amp;played hardcore ping pong haha.deffinetly &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;. umm then we went in my room &amp;watched scaryyyy movies..like people under the stairs..&amp;amp;the dead hate the living..we didnt finish that one though..then we went downstairs..&amp;jacob&amp;amp;brandon were trying to do that thing..break dancing..like they do in you got served.it was seirously the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;funniest&lt;/span&gt; thing.&amp;then we went outside &amp;amp;mark threw lauren in the pool..&amp;then jacob threw me in the pool. not &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cold&amp;amp;wet&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;. umm then at 10:00 they left. lauren &amp;me went inside..&amp;amp;watched tv..then went to bed..fun night? yeah,but more people shouldve came over to my house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Now, i am &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bored&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;reallly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bored&lt;/strong&gt;. tomorrow i think im staying home from school,i feel all &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;..like &lt;em&gt;sick/upset/&lt;/em&gt;i dont even know. &amp;i dont know why im &lt;strong&gt;upset&lt;/strong&gt;.. its &lt;strong&gt;gay&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;today was pretty &lt;strong&gt;sweet&lt;/strong&gt;, i was gonna stay home this morning because my nose is stuffy lol.but then i didnt.im drinking orange soda.yum. hmm i have nothing else to say really..except for the fact that i have to write a rough draft for english tonight..because its due tomorrow..UGH.im not gonna do it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Um…alrighy then..about my school day..gym was &lt;strong&gt;stupid&lt;/strong&gt;. Then 3rd period was when my day started to get better.Only because i played a Napolean Dynamite game in Science. haha it was &lt;strong&gt;neat&lt;/strong&gt;.UGHHH then after science..i was off to spanish..teacher is just to &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; for me.seirously,shes on crack..lots of crack..when i walk into the classroom..shes like all in your face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;one more day of school,till the weekend..&lt;strong&gt;yes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;im gonna go now &amp;amp;watch the forgotten..even though i saw it already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;If u’ve been wondering….NP is: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Atreyu&lt;/span&gt; ; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lipgloss &amp;amp; Black. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;ohh heck yes baby.&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/8765230-110747883029408537?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110747883029408537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110747883029408537' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110747883029408537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110747883029408537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2005/02/hey-loves33.html' title='Hey loves&lt;33'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110678308127362279</id><published>2005-01-26T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T15:44:41.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burping, peanuts. . . its all good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;IM FUCKIN SICK and i wont go back to school until friday! i think. idk. we have finals tommorow. ugh. horrific...anywho i put my hair up today and i got &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; of compliments, even one of my &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;WORST&lt;/span&gt; enemies said i looked really good.but then, after a while, i was burning up to &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;102&lt;/span&gt; degrees. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;NEXT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;thing u know, i had to go home early. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;RIGHT NOW&lt;/span&gt;, im here burping and eating M&amp;Ms..im supposed to be at soccer practice , oh well, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;ill update on what happens today mucho later.&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/8765230-110678308127362279?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110678308127362279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110678308127362279' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110678308127362279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110678308127362279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2005/01/burping-peanuts-its-all-good.html' title='Burping, peanuts. . . its all good.'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110642351509903993</id><published>2005-01-22T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T12:53:07.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me on Sat. January 22, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+--^----------,--------,-----,-----^-,&lt;br /&gt;`--------' \ `+-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;`\_,---------,---------,-----------'&lt;br /&gt;/ XXXXXX /' /'&lt;br /&gt;/ XXXXXX / `\ /'&lt;br /&gt;/ XXXXXX / `--'&lt;br /&gt;/ XXXXXX /&lt;br /&gt;/ XXXXXX /&lt;br /&gt;(______]&lt;br /&gt;`------'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitch im gangster. ill fuck you up.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time for an update.&lt;br /&gt;I kno its really early but im looking for a Valentine...valentines day is dumb…but who cares…any takers?&lt;br /&gt;“Excuse me, but I was wondering if you could be my Valentine :]? This can be us under a moonlit sky.” Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my locker, people even fight over it. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;On another note, I just bit my inner cheek so bad. I can't even chew gum anymore. &amp; after skool yesterday, hung out with Aamber and Brandon. Some guy missed the bus and was goin fucking crazy and yellin and what not. We were crackin' up.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh Yes, I stuffed Warren in my closet this morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;P;;s Somebody IM me &amp; make me laugh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;EDIT//&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;new sexified&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;half &amp;amp; half. dark brown at top. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;light brown at bottom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeimagehosting.info" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="245" alt="Image Hosted by Free Image Hosting" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.info/uploads/5e7997a15e.bmp" width="340" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;these glasses&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;are so fucken scene&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&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/8765230-110642351509903993?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110642351509903993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110642351509903993' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110642351509903993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110642351509903993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2005/01/love-me-on-sat-january-22-2005.html' title='Love me on Sat. January 22, 2005'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110610488197531552</id><published>2005-01-18T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T19:40:55.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;took pictures yesterday, shall post them......now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;enjoy. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeimagehosting.info" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by Free Image Hosting" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.info/uploads/d626e85ef2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;sillysillysilly.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeimagehosting.info" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by Free Image Hosting" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.info/uploads/21a0b9188b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeimagehosting.info" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;ew. its steph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;well im out like WHOA.&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/8765230-110610488197531552?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110610488197531552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110610488197531552' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110610488197531552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110610488197531552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2005/01/took-pictures-yesterday-shall-post.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110609969345324165</id><published>2005-01-18T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T19:43:00.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my lover&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;today was kind of a blur. nothing too exciting happened. we had a lab in science to do and i swore me and hannah were going to screw it up because of my stupidity. but we didnt. :) anddddd i tripped up the stairs going to my locker. im so graceful. luckily it was early and no one was around to see it. but i just told everyone so it doesnt even matter. =D&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/8765230-110609969345324165?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110609969345324165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110609969345324165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110609969345324165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110609969345324165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-love-my-lover3.html' title='i love my lover&lt;3'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110584010548414630</id><published>2005-01-15T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T21:36:51.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohio is for lovers&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Thank god for Martin luther king. pssh other wise we wouldn't have off on monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;thanks for all the comments yo,you guys make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;well, most of you. Hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"You could be my punk rock princess &amp; i would be your garage band king."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;that would be good if i was a guy. but im not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;gawsh i want a boyfriend =[ &amp;amp; but like i was telling&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mikereinhart.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i hate liking someone b/c i always get too into it &amp; always end up geting hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so moving on.. today was, fun. i went to the post office wit my grandpa &amp;amp; it smelled like old ppl in there. hah. interesting, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;then i went home.and showerd.and then feel asleep in less than 0.98764576 seconds &amp; talked to brandon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&amp;amp; he came over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;we beat the shit out of my old boombox that i hid money in when i was little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&amp; went to the mall to meet darcey. which humps stuff.&lt;3..lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;saw Dustin &amp;amp; Marco. &amp; now im here. bored. hm..i have a good feeling about this weekend. i feel that it will go so splended. wel im off to put my brother to sleep now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;p;;s someone IM me and make me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;p;;ss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://wilmathebroom.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wilma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; is ultra rad. Its her early 15th birthday today.lol. WHOO go WILMA! &lt;/span&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/8765230-110584010548414630?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110584010548414630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110584010548414630' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110584010548414630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110584010548414630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2005/01/ohio-is-for-lovers3.html' title='Ohio is for lovers&lt;3'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110567326083857802</id><published>2005-01-13T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T20:18:15.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i think the world is ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no...&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;//EDIT;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;today&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;went to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;went the library. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;was sitting by a really pretty asian boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;with a really pretty green shirt on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;went to gymnastics practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i'm going to blockbuster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;then Starbucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;oh what a life i lead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But i have to admit that i love everything about you. All the times you look at me with those eyes, i fall for you, over and over again. your smile leaves me breathless. Sometimes it hurts just to think about it.&lt;br /&gt; you are so amazing. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me smile. Write me a poem. Or a song. Or a nice well-thought-out sentence.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Pictures tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;love you all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-110567326083857802?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110567326083857802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110567326083857802' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110567326083857802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110567326083857802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-think-world-is-ending_13.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110521759911645324</id><published>2005-01-08T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T13:37:36.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello................ i am a theif to steal your heart away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;well tonite i feel like renting a blockbuster &amp; calling a friend to bake with me. we will see what happens. tomorrow im going thrift store shopping should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;i am having a lovley hot chocolate party with scarfs this afternoon along w/rachel. Wanna join us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;me and augglie were repeating neopolean dynamite lines. That was super.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this kid was wearing a shirt yesterday that said "talk nerdy to me" and it had a computer in the background. So issac &amp; marcos. Were like "steph we love when you talk nerdy to us." haha. &amp;amp; I also made an appoitment with issac to go puddle jumping with me but we couldn’t yesterday b/c of my ballerina shoes. .OH BOY. i cant wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" width="250"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:18px;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I AM 86% EMO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fuali.com/test.aspx?id=105"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fuali.com/pix/105/3.gif" alt="86% EMO" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:10px;font-family:Verdana"&gt;Well.. I've made the cut!  Now I'll go buy some promise rings and knit myself a sweater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:12px;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fuali.com/test.aspx?id=105"&gt;Take the EMO test at Fuali.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;its cold how about someone warm me up?&lt;/span&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/8765230-110521759911645324?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110521759911645324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110521759911645324' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110521759911645324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110521759911645324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2005/01/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110489643913265859</id><published>2005-01-04T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T19:50:52.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohh ooohh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i dyed my hair yo.&lt;br /&gt;yaaa bizzzotch i dyed my hair dark brown &amp; its sexed up;; now im headed to Brandon's crib to show off for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;My Mother;; my sister;; and my father say kawhrkjqwrhkwjqhrwj when i came downstairs this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;My mother: OH MY GOD. [as she stands with her mouth open]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;my dad: KJEHKJWHJHR WHAT THE FUCK STEPHANIE ALLISON GREEN!!@(#&amp;!(*#&amp;amp;*!#&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;brother: oh hell...you look so good..you indie twirp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;so yes life is good..the more i piss off everyone the happier little steph is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;3333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;umm....I want a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ A nice boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ A boy who has shaggy hair and lets me play with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ Someone who would move the hair away from my eyes then kiss me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ Hold my hand in line at the mall and make all the girls jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ Someone who would think I was beautiful if I dressed so trashy it was classy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ Someone who would sing to me at random moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ Who would let me sleep on their chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ Someone who's hip bones made me want to have sex with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ who would beat the shit out of someone if they called me fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ I want someone who wouldn't mind buying me bouncy balls whenever given the chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ And I would love it that whenever we went to shows, He'd let me drool over the lead singer for the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ And of course he'd be in a band, and he'd be so emo he'd cry sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ This boy would wear his trucker hats side ways and let me wear them too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ When he goes away, he would call me 3 times a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He would apologize for calling too much and no matter how many times I tell him its okay, he still does it--and I don't get sick of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He wouldn't mind me re-saying the lines to all my favorite movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ We would take showers together and not think of sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He would get along with my parents and they'd buy him little random things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He would surprise me with 25 cent rings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ we would have contests of how far we could spit our gums, or how far we could jump off a swing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He would take me to a park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ We'd make fun of people at the mall together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He would grab my waist and kiss my neck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ It'd be cute if he fell asleep early and I snuck into bed with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ Oh and I'd love his bed hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ And we'd always take pictures in photo boothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He'd never turn down a trip to the boardwalk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ We would play tag on the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He'd tell all his friends about me and smile at me when he did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ This boy would dedicate songs to me at his shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He'd even call up radio stations to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ We'd sit on the kitchen floor and eat PB&amp;amp;J sandwiches..minus the j and very little pb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ We'd makeout in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He would write me notes to tell me where he was if he left when I wasn't around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He'd always tell me when something didn't look good, and I didn't mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He'd play monopoly with me until the "wee hours" of the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ We would play Playstation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ Sometime he would teach me how to play guitar, but we would always end up laughing at each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He'd run his fingers through my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He'll always make out with me when I want him to and never pull away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He will get along with all my friends, and vice versa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ We'll go to the dinner real late and make friends with everyone there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He would quit smoking for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ when in washing dishes he would give me a hug from behind and put his head on my shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He would never be embarrassed to say "I Love You" in front of his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He never censorts himself if he wants to say 'cute' or 'aww'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ We'd take midnight car rides down to the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ And of course, he'd be great in bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ We'd have pillow fights and throw sheets when we changed them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ I want a boy who can argue over stupid things with me, and then go totally soft when I got sad and apologized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ I want a boy who would take me to a place like Target just to make fun of certain things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He'd love music just as much as I do, but still have that punk rock side to him.+ We'd dye each others hair and stain towels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ We'd have a candle lit dinner with take out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He would pretend box with me and buy me swords at toy stores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ We'll kiss at midnight on new years in Times Square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ We would make funny faces at each other when I'm on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ I want someone who would lay with me outside under the stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ Someone who would take me to the city just to walk around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ Someone who will squirt me with water guns in the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ Someone who would tell me I was beautiful, but not too often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ Talk to me on AIM about stupid things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ Someone who would look me in the eye and tell me something very, very serious, yet silly and tell me not to laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ Someone who doesn't mind me drooling over all the hot boys because in the end he knows its only him i want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ Someone who would make me laugh like no one else could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He'd pick up a flower for me while walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He would scream every word to every song we play in the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He'd surprise me all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He wouldn't break my heart or lie to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ A boy who would watch me put make up on and let me put a little glitter on his cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ A boy who likes stars also like I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ We'd quote lines from movies or songs to describe that moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He'd hold me closer than normal if I was sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He would draw me pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ We'd go out alot, but also stay home some weekend like hermits and keep to ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ When we kissed our lips will be pressed together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ He'd play with my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ We'd go to diffrent phone boothes and call each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ We'd buy disposable cameras in bulk and take tons of pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ We'd fight sometimes, but he never settles on what I think, it would have to be mutual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ I want a boy who would mind to change his ways and open it up to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;+ I want so much more, but I'm afraid I'll die with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;bu&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; no..i dont want alot lol anywho, AIM-&gt; Stephysaurus08 add me if u want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;later loves.&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/8765230-110489643913265859?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110489643913265859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110489643913265859' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110489643913265859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110489643913265859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2005/01/ohh-ooohh.html' title='ohh ooohh.'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110471819305024837</id><published>2005-01-02T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T18:28:49.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New years resolution(s):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; study and learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; delete everyone from my buddy list who havent the slightest idea on correct capitalization and spelling.ex: BnTuLiNaTeFlY.holy crap that irritates me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; flip the frontside of every jimmy buffet cd i ever see in any store.because i...i...hate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i am not done! that is part1 resolutions. i am still working on Parts2&amp;amp;3. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so, you know what probably might be the shittiest thing ever? Is when you drop everything you have planned to do something with somebody and you wait around all fucking day, and they never call. that is so lame. Also, it really hurts ones feelings. Thank you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://hocki33.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mmm, well. on a better note I talked to this pretty &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://36-degrees.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. He makes me feel all warm &amp; fuzzy inside. I think he might be the bestest boy ever. thank you matt.=]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mikereinhart.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://36-degrees.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&amp; give them tons of com.ments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i love them &amp;amp; so should you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;haha this post was so lame, sorry I just had to write cause im so emo right now &amp; I have to write out all my feelings. pssshh. whatev.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;continue to have whatever kind of day you're having.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; ppl that comment i will get back to u. promise.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love ya all. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ffff;"&gt;p;;s today i got a effing barbie shoe stuck in my nose. lol. dont ask how. heh. it took ten minutes to get it out, &amp; Auggie helped me. &amp;amp; put a dinosaur band aid on my nose cuz it hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ffff;"&gt;P;;s;;s if u read this whole thing i worship you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-110471819305024837?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110471819305024837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110471819305024837' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110471819305024837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110471819305024837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-years-resolutions1-study-and-learn.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110463287698676804</id><published>2005-01-01T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T18:27:56.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS MY MOTHER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCKING BIRTHDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/8765230-110463287698676804?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110463287698676804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110463287698676804' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110463287698676804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110463287698676804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-my-motherfucking-birthday-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110401878321001128</id><published>2004-12-25T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T15:56:57.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;im so happy you guys. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;All&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; who &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;leave&lt;/span&gt; me comments wil be &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; foreever &amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;♥. I know my &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; isnt so much to &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;offer&lt;/span&gt; but its all i&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; have&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sowy&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well...&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;. Mom woke me up&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; early&lt;/span&gt; -__- i had to take care of my baby &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bro&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah. He was actually &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt; and let me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. He slept with me..&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;aww&lt;/span&gt;! Hes so &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;adorable&lt;/span&gt; when hes sleeping. When he's yelling like a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dumbass&lt;/span&gt; to my music...&lt;em&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; him even more&lt;/em&gt;!!! haha. i think he &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;likes screamo&lt;/span&gt;. i mean. When theres &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;music&lt;/span&gt; on in my room hes all&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; cool&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mellow&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;stuff&lt;/span&gt;. i &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;take that so i bust up some &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;FFTL&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a static lullaby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;3, color="#ff99ff"&gt;Funeral for a friend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to get in the mood.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yeya&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;haha. But yes. i will get him to be an&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;lil kid. haha. ok im done with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ok. so like today is &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;xmas&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! hehe. Yes. i got to open my presents at &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;12 &lt;/span&gt;in the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;POO&lt;/span&gt; on all you who open them today &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; thing &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;waking&lt;/span&gt; up..&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;muawhahaha&lt;/span&gt;. i wil take pics of my &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;prsents&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; all of you better &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt;...or at &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;least&lt;/span&gt; write what u &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;got&lt;/span&gt;. Me wants to know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I Onno. All i can say is &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is going &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so great&lt;/span&gt; for me. i &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; all my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, i &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;all of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, im &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;ing my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AHH&lt;/span&gt; its all so &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;. No one will &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ruin&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;&amp;amp; if someone &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tries&lt;/span&gt; to they will get &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;punched&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;face&lt;/span&gt; =D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;um...&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; now I'm going to go &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sit&lt;/span&gt; in my bathtub while listening to &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bright eyes&lt;/span&gt; &amp; eating &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;jellie beans&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;3.&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;;;&lt;/span&gt; who will be first to com&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;ment?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8765230-110401878321001128?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110401878321001128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110401878321001128' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110401878321001128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110401878321001128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/12/yuss.html' title='Yuss!'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110349668779774765</id><published>2004-12-20T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T17:28:25.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;my computer is being gay...school is over! I'm fricken happy man. I don't need to go back till Jan.6th?. idk. Finals were lame. I got a 73% on my English Final..bah. hm. yeah i got my progress report. heck yes. im officially stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Gym- A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Physical Science- C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Art - B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Spanish II- B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;English- B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Geometry- B-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;uh yeah. Pe rocks. you probably think im weird for saying that, but the teacher is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;oh...i hate those identity stealing little &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;whores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;StephySaurus08: go fucking kill yourself&lt;br /&gt;StephySaurus08: and don't ever try to steal anyone's identity again&lt;br /&gt;StephySaurus08: or else i'll hunt you down and fucking kill you&lt;br /&gt;StephySaurus08: its not her fault you are some ugly piece of shit&lt;br /&gt;StephySaurus08: okay!&lt;br /&gt;StephySaurus08: bitch&lt;br /&gt;StephySaurus08: bitch&lt;br /&gt;StephySaurus08: bitch&lt;br /&gt;StephySaurus08: bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;oxVindicatedx: yeah were cool now&lt;br /&gt;StephySaurus08: you need to die&lt;br /&gt;0xVindicatedx: and how can i be ugly if i look exactly like alora only with glasses&lt;br /&gt;StephySaurus08: just dont do it again...okay!&lt;br /&gt;oxVindicatedx: but im sorry i dont have pictures of myself&lt;br /&gt;oxVindicatedx: to put up&lt;br /&gt;StephySaurus08: you don't have to put fucking picture on you blog..it's an option...just like suicide&lt;br /&gt;oxVindicatedx: well i figured since we look alike i mgiht as well use it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;StephySaurus08: well bitch you figured wrong...now shut down your damn site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that damn hoe...psh pathetic&lt;/strong&gt;// oh &amp;&amp;amp; it's official..i'm in &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://36-degrees.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Matts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matt.hair.like.sex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ou guys are quite excellent at com.menting. keep it going because I love you guysss. ;;&amp;&amp;amp; I want someone to make out with me in a photobooth. any takers?&lt;333333333333.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&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/8765230-110349668779774765?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110349668779774765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110349668779774765' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110349668779774765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110349668779774765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-computer-is-being-gay.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110359239221832503</id><published>2004-12-20T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T17:26:32.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yah. Pretty rad&lt;33&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/1024/100_5454.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/400/100_5454.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-110359239221832503?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110359239221832503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110359239221832503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110359239221832503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110359239221832503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/12/yah.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110359084648105877</id><published>2004-12-20T17:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T17:00:46.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Iceskating Wednesday night&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/1024/iceskating.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/400/iceskating.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-110359084648105877?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110359084648105877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110359084648105877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110359084648105877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110359084648105877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/12/iceskating-wednesday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110359082467063052</id><published>2004-12-20T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T17:00:24.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ew..it's.. steph&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/1024/18606141dcc7d35967f0a8c1e96a9cbd8184348.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/400/18606141dcc7d35967f0a8c1e96a9cbd8184348.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-110359082467063052?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110359082467063052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110359082467063052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110359082467063052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110359082467063052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/12/ew.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110281541709489929</id><published>2004-12-12T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T19:30:56.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry x-mas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I've been checking my list,the gifts you're receiving from me will be; one awkward silence and two hopes you cry yourself to sleep staying up, waiting by the phone and all I want this year is for you to dedicate your last breathe to me before you bury yourself alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas, i could care less. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-110281541709489929?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110281541709489929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110281541709489929' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110281541709489929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110281541709489929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-x-mas.html' title='Merry x-mas'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110186676713102009</id><published>2004-12-09T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T19:31:16.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights of the day::</title><content type='html'>-the power went out during second period Spanish. and since theres no windows in the foreign language rooms. it was pitch black. i almost shat my pants. of course the lights came back on in the middle of art which is bad for 2 reasons//1.i cant work on art in the dark 2.i had to suffer through the whole 4th period gym class of motherfucking double dutch.&lt;br /&gt;-shelby had a lepruchan stab her stomach today during study hall and lunch. i thought i was going to die. or give birth to a camel. or something bad like that.&lt;br /&gt;-i didnt do my english presentation which means i had to do it tonight. EEY.&lt;br /&gt;-cheer today was a disaster. i thought i was going to piss my spankies. we had to do our "cami dance" and i almost fell over when she said we were doing it during half time..because i dont know it. and i got whacked in the head by a pom-pom everytime we did a cheer. and tomorrow we have another 2 games to cheer for. this is tragic.. =] i am officially gonna quit.&lt;br /&gt;-i stole hoodie from brandon&lt;br /&gt;- when i came home i ate 168 cinnamon sticks or whatver and a massive sundae. i think i might explode. but damn..twas good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may sound pessimistic, but dont worry. i am not. most deffinantly not. [hehe] you know why?TOMORROW IS THE LAST DAY OF THIS WEEK. woopwaa.&lt;br /&gt;its been real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-110186676713102009?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110186676713102009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110186676713102009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110186676713102009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110186676713102009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/12/highlights-of-day.html' title='Highlights of the day::'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110186382523220408</id><published>2004-11-30T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T19:31:43.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pass the fucking grapes man! if u cant share by your own dam fucken grapes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;yeah yeah yeah. school was hellla boring today. nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;i hate days like this...uneventful-waste-of-my-time days. damnit.&lt;br /&gt;heey!! last night was fun. brandon and i hung out at the skatepark and sipped our Capri suns. then we went to the movies and watched saw. wow. that movies was so gross. it was freaky too. i dont know if i liked it. i know that i'll never see it again tho. thats foorr sure. thenn he took me home and me and my daddy ate grapes together and talked...a whole lot of talking. im at least glad that hes trying to make an effort to understand mee. my mom...she's been over it. she gets over things fast. she doesnt have an easy conscious. she feels too guilty when she yells at me!! good for me but bad for her parenting skills i guess. things with brandon and i have been better than ever!! you know what we just realized?? our 2 month coul mate anniversary is on christmas this year!!! isnt that awesome? ooh man im sooooo happy about that. its going to be sooo sweet....hehe =) really really cant wait!! &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/8765230-110186382523220408?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110186382523220408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110186382523220408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110186382523220408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110186382523220408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/11/pass-fucking-grapes-man-if-u-cant.html' title='Pass the fucking grapes man! if u cant share by your own dam fucken grapes!'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110091969965585958</id><published>2004-11-28T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T19:32:31.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update time, whooo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;There's not much to say, I haven't been up to very much lately.&lt;br /&gt;I have a psycho person appointment tomorrow. That's never a good thing. Oh well, I shall survive. finally the week behind has for the most part ended.it was the crappiest week in history .. that should somehow make VH1. it ended wonderfully though. i couldn't ask for a better time.it was one of those nights you just never want to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me some comments...because you love me thats why.&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/8765230-110091969965585958?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110091969965585958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110091969965585958' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110091969965585958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110091969965585958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/11/update-time-whooo.html' title='Update time, whooo...'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110117677071371984</id><published>2004-11-22T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T19:32:50.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get to know me, because i was bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I am the biggest dork you will ever meet.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be in the school band. Mmhm. Flute.&lt;br /&gt;I have occasional ghetto moments. Nucca what.&lt;br /&gt;I am very sensitive; even when I lash out on people, due to my severe anger problem that I am trying to fix.&lt;br /&gt;I laugh all the time, usually at unfunny things.&lt;br /&gt;I cry during a lot of movies; Yes, I cried during Dumbo. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;I still love the Backstreet Boys and the Spice Girls.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I play the same song on a loop, and don’t even realize it.&lt;br /&gt;I space out all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I am very shy in person, if I don’t know you.&lt;br /&gt;I trip over anything and everything.&lt;br /&gt;I tend to blab a lot. Kinda what I’m going now, eh?&lt;br /&gt;I love lying around and watching movies. Just not everyday, because that’s lame.&lt;br /&gt;I am cuddle deprived, and it’s sad.&lt;br /&gt;I have occasional emo moments, then I poke fun at myself afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;I like surgery shows and Discovery Channel.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t watch much TV.&lt;br /&gt;I like to write about things I’m passionate about. My poetry sucks.&lt;br /&gt;If I ever figured out the old-school Nickelodeon channel, I would cream.&lt;br /&gt;I failed the guitar unit, oops.&lt;br /&gt;It’s impossible to classify me, go ahead, take a try.&lt;br /&gt;I can only remember the things I don’t want to remember.&lt;br /&gt;I love junk food, a lot. Thank God for a fast metabolism.&lt;br /&gt;I think too much.&lt;br /&gt;I’m too nice. Hard to believe? Nah.&lt;br /&gt;I’m afraid of heights, to a certain extent.&lt;br /&gt;Clowns scare me, a lot. I refuse to watch “It”. J&lt;br /&gt;I’m afraid of the dark.&lt;br /&gt;I like to draw. I’m just not always good at it. Well, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I get attached quickly; I get my heart broken even quicker.&lt;br /&gt;Guys choose other girls instead of me. No, I’m not complaining. It’s the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I like being alone.&lt;br /&gt;I hate being alone.&lt;br /&gt;I keep to myself when I’m around people I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone gets a wrong first impression of me.&lt;br /&gt;My jealousy streak is humongous.&lt;br /&gt;My friends annoy me, real fast. I'm just easily annoyed in general. So don't be surprised if I suddenely stop talking to you for a while. :).&lt;br /&gt;I have horrible mood swings, they're a bitch, I know.&lt;br /&gt;I get cold way too easily.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always tired.&lt;/span&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/8765230-110117677071371984?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110117677071371984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110117677071371984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110117677071371984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110117677071371984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/11/get-to-know-me-because-i-was-bored.html' title='Get to know me, because i was bored.'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110092618649201229</id><published>2004-11-19T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T19:35:15.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;wow it's finally Friday. I have not been getting any sleep lately..and I've been sleeping til like 8 cause I'm just like screw it..I don't even straighten my hair anymore. I just get dressed..brush my teeth..do my make up..and like just leave my hair curly and put it in a messy bun. Maybe next week I'll straighten my hair again. Hopefully this weekend I can catch up on some major sleepage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:23:22 PM): girls r always good at arguing&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:23:43 PM): they bring up irrelavant things&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:24:52 PM): wen there board about arguing bout that thing, theyll bring up another tim eu did sumthin wrong and poke u with it, and another and another and it has nuthin to do wat peratined to the origianl subject&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:25:22 PM): also known as a "nagging stick"&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:25:30 PM): and those r effin sharp&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:25:56 PM): and then wen it gets dull they wack u in the head with it&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:27:58 PM): u kno wen ur parents say i went shoppin for your christmas presnet 2day then they wrap it and put it under the tree&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:28:29 PM): and then u say can i open it over over and over again&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:28:57 PM): and the they say "only if u eat ur vegetables" or sumthin&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:29:03 PM): but u never get to&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:29:29 PM): they dangle it over your head&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:29:39 PM): like wat u girls do to guys&lt;br /&gt;silverXnXcold08 (9:29:38 PM): the vegetables?&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:29:49 PM): omg&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:29:53 PM): NO THE PRESENTS&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:30:00 PM): im not gettin anywere nvm&lt;br /&gt;silverXnXcold08(9:30:07 PM): LOL&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:30:14 PM): too long of a point&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:30:30 PM): ....for a girl&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:30:42 PM): ur prob paintin ur nails already&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:31:07 PM): slappin ur hand on the keyborad now and then to keep me yappin&lt;br /&gt;xEatKornx (8:31:15 PM): o yea...i kno u guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ HA. i love my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Later days bitches. &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/8765230-110092618649201229?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110092618649201229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110092618649201229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110092618649201229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110092618649201229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/11/wow-its-finally-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110046258380589828</id><published>2004-11-16T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T19:35:41.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, last night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;One of the worst nights of my life. Family fights, are always a jazz. My parents were arguing for 3 hours straight, it sucked, things started to get pysical like they did when I was 10 and had to watch them fight all the time. I got so pissed off that I was screaming my head off threatening to call the cops, and they stopped fighting pysically.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, they were pretty much fighting over me. I sware, it always seems to be my fault their fighting. My mom has been trying to live her childhood through mine because hers was horrible. The fighting was basically about my mom not being able to let go cause shes afriad, and shes too overprotective. Shes afriad that if I die its her fault, or if anything happens its her fault, cause she could've prevented it. My moms wacky, things are pretty bad right now, and I dont know what I'll do if things get worse.. &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/8765230-110046258380589828?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110046258380589828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110046258380589828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110046258380589828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110046258380589828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/11/wow-last-night.html' title='Wow, last night.'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-110046304070514155</id><published>2004-11-14T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T20:00:25.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Yeah, SO today was ok. Goin to a game tonight with brandon and whoever else.&lt;br /&gt;Though this was funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RaDizzLe14: whose this&lt;br /&gt;silverXnXcold08: stephanie..&lt;br /&gt;RaDizzLe14: do u live in folsom&lt;br /&gt;silverXnXcold08: nope&lt;br /&gt;RaDizzLe14: u wanna have sex&lt;br /&gt;silverXnXcold08: hahahahah fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;RaDizzLe14: dam i try sooo hard and im still a virgin its soooo gay&lt;br /&gt;silverXnXcold08: maybe you try too hard?&lt;br /&gt;RaDizzLe14: i havnt had my first kiss&lt;br /&gt;RaDizzLe14: and im a sophomore&lt;br /&gt;RaDizzLe14: im smart im handsom and kind wat more could a girl want&lt;br /&gt;silverXnXcold08: who is this&lt;br /&gt;RaDizzLe14: anthony&lt;br /&gt;RaDizzLe14: do u have any advise ive had bad luck i need all the help i can get&lt;br /&gt;RyDizzLe14: bitch tell me&lt;br /&gt;RaDizzLe14: fuck u&lt;br /&gt;RaDizzLe14: go to hell&lt;br /&gt;silverXnXcold08: go wack it desperate boy. &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/8765230-110046304070514155?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/110046304070514155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=110046304070514155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110046304070514155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/110046304070514155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/11/yeah-so-today-was-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109979070969801059</id><published>2004-11-09T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T20:52:04.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"today was a great day....i played fear factor with my dog"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;Okay so school was &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pretty good&lt;/span&gt; today.. Changed lunch tables.. Also signed up for new electives in gym.. Orienteering, Juggiling, and Self Defense.. heh Should be &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;.  Also Started French club today.. it should be &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;.. Found out that I raised my science grade.. which is &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;.. I went to gymnastics practice today.. =0) it was &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;.  Well I'm off to save the world. byebye kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;-LaLa&lt;/span&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/8765230-109979070969801059?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109979070969801059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109979070969801059' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109979070969801059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109979070969801059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/11/today-was-great-dayi-played-fear.html' title='&quot;today was a great day....i played fear factor with my dog&quot;'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109988267549025425</id><published>2004-11-07T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T19:08:20.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BITCH, LET ME LOVE YOU. heh heh. i love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~I said I liked you?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~I kissed you?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~I lived next door to you?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~I was hospitalized?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~I ran away from home?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~I got into a fight?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~My personality?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~My mannerisms?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~Me?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WOULD YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~Be my friend?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~Have sex with me?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~Lie to make me feel better?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~Spread rumors about me?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~Keep a secret if I told you one?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~Loan me some money?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~Hold my hand?:~Love me?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;~Date me?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;::Do it::&lt;br /&gt;please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yeah...today was...&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;amazing. i loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and i love you.&lt;br /&gt;...and subway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&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/8765230-109988267549025425?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109988267549025425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109988267549025425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109988267549025425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109988267549025425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/11/bitch-let-me-love-you-heh-heh-i-love.html' title='BITCH, LET ME LOVE YOU. heh heh. i love you.'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109910559862416985</id><published>2004-11-06T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T19:59:13.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:one hit wonders for life:. I took a llloooonnnggg time ago.[ I'll Post the pics i took on Thursday later ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/640/Jerk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/400/Jerk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&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/8765230-109910559862416985?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109910559862416985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109910559862416985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109910559862416985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109910559862416985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/11/one-hit-wonders-for-life-i-took.html' title='.:one hit wonders for life:. I took a llloooonnnggg time ago.[ I&apos;ll Post the pics i took on Thursday later ]'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109910557381742190</id><published>2004-11-06T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T19:28:05.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/640/eeeea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/400/eeeea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; 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Can't you tell?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/1024/others%2520050_edited.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/400/others%2520050_edited.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-109979773391215245?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109979773391215245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109979773391215245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/1024/sleepoverandshow%2520034.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/400/sleepoverandshow%2520034.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-109979745836779556?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109979745836779556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109979745836779556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109979745836779556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/1024/sleepoverandshow%2520034.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/400/sleepoverandshow%2520034.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-109979741168638505?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109979741168638505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109979741168638505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109979741168638505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/1024/sleepoverandshow%2520014.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/400/sleepoverandshow%2520014.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-109979736785266685?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109979736785266685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109979736785266685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109979736785266685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109979736785266685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/11/tell-it-like-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109979726879145611</id><published>2004-11-06T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T19:14:28.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Benny&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/1024/sleepoverandshow%2520017.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/400/sleepoverandshow%2520017.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-109979726879145611?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109979726879145611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109979726879145611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109979726879145611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109979726879145611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/11/benny.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109979062939582985</id><published>2004-11-06T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T17:29:20.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm your own. Personal Jesus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright So I walked to Sam's house.. But first stopped and Kailitn's so she could accompany me on my journey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She picked up a twig.. and named it Alex.. and fondled it, and talked to it..&lt;br /&gt;" Ooh.. Alex your so long and Skinny."&lt;br /&gt;Then she practically violated the poor twig.. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then arove at Sam's house..&lt;br /&gt;As she put it.. " She flew down the stairs like a monkey."&lt;br /&gt;But Kaitlin said That monkeys do not fly down stairs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then decided that we will join a ballet class..&lt;br /&gt;and that we will now call us the "clan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole afternoon insisted off endless laughing..&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all of you had a alright day..&lt;br /&gt;Leave some comments.. since no one has been leaving any for me lately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well goodbye all you Beautiful.... Beautiful people... &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/8765230-109979062939582985?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109979062939582985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109979062939582985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109979062939582985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109979062939582985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/11/im-your-own.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109969826201042730</id><published>2004-11-05T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T16:55:23.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hit the road babe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;wow, im disgusted. Boys, need to have respect for themselves and girls. Take your mind outt of your pants. Stop being perverts thinking your funny and cursing your head off. Girls dont like it when your shouting __________ stephanie! right now!down the street. have some respect. and stop touching people sickos. DISGUSTING. LEAVE , RIGHT NOW . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ookk.....my mom is offcially a freak, i wont even mention what shes doing right now , its too embarasing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and Grrr!!!.my computer was being all retarded earlier like it would keep scorlling down and it wouldnt scroll up and i was just like what in the world! i was definetly getting t/o ed. yeah, but the funny thing is it wasnt the computer my finger was pressing the space bar!!!! dude you guys dont even know.. how like t/o ed i was. and yeah. but i still blame the system. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;well im out kids. byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-109969826201042730?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109969826201042730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109969826201042730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109969826201042730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109969826201042730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/11/hit-road-babe.html' title='hit the road babe.'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109945537874972705</id><published>2004-11-04T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T16:56:25.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohh how mexican sweet bread can make my daaaaaaaaaay!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ohh how mexican sweet bread can make my daaaaaaaaaay!!! hehe...i guess while i was sleeping...my grandma drove 30 minutes to this little bakery across town and got some mexican sweet bread...she knows how much i love that stuff...hmmm im eatin some rite now, and anyone who has never had any...boy oh boy, yall are missing out...one day(if your cool enough) i shall let yall try some...theres like 100 different types...so yea...ive tried almost all of them...sum are REALLY nasty...then sum are like mmm mm good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&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;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My dads gonna get me a digital camera...lol this shall be interesting...so yea schools tomorrow...blaaaaaah! aww man...twinkie and me were talking...she asked me questions and i was forced...lol ok maybe not forced but i was put in a situation...i guess u could say, to where i had to answer it....so i did...thanks twinkie...i kinda needed to get that off my shoulder...wow ive been feeling down lately...so today my uncle came home with some chocolate...yikes hes a baller....i havent ate any though...roaaaaar i really dont wanna go to school tomorrow....A days suck...i hate 1st period..i have a feeling my teacher hates me....Grrrr but i get to see Alex in that class so thats cool...then i have 2nd period...with mayra, john and andrew....then 3rd...with..other people....haha last time in that class...we were in this different science lab, and i was talking to someone and i heard this boy call out "white leader" and i responded....lol yea yea anywhooooo....lol me and...crap i forgot who it was...but we were talking about being robots....then for thanksgiving me and twinkie are gonna be pilgrims....woa time is flying by....i bit my lip earlier...it hurts like a mofo...roaaaaaaaaar...i was lazy today, i sat around and watched tv...then worked on my solo..im excited...ive been telling a lot of people about it....so i have to make my singing super awesome so i can woa my friends....thats if they come...the competition is usualy around march or april...yay for brandon, they won their soccer game....dang it i wish it would hurry up and get cold already...im ready to wear all my cool stuff...literally....yikes...me and brandon could possibly be long lost twins....isnt that weird...haaa....so today while looking for something i came across some money...cvanadian money to be exact....lol i remember saving this from when i went there....$20...and 2 dollars in coins...wow im rich now...pshh i will go back to canada someday...then ill go to new york...and ohio..cause its for lovers...then ill go to italy...then wow...getting a little ahead of my self there...yikes im going to drama tomorrow instead of piano practice...this shall be fun...ok ima go...later my loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-109945537874972705?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109945537874972705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109945537874972705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109945537874972705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109945537874972705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/11/ohh-how-mexican-sweet-bread-can-make.html' title='ohh how mexican sweet bread can make my daaaaaaaaaay!!!'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109910213855759687</id><published>2004-10-30T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T16:46:13.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Doesnt Kill Us...Only Makes Us More Emo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;no skewl today. yay!! anywho, yesterday me katie and 4 other girls got to go to the nursing home to help with a halloween party. it was okay. i was nervous cuz like.. i dunno. lol but yeah, old people are so cute. i just wanna cry. haha. i know i`m weird. so yeah anyways, all these old ladies were like "you`re beautiful." "you have beautiful hair" haha i was like em okay. so yeah... me and katie danced for the people. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;haha yesterday at lunch me, kirsten, krystal, amber, and allison and the rest of the crew sat down at these 2 tables and there was TWO BOOKBAGS.. and so we were like, okay let`s just leave those there, and whoever is sitting there can sit there. so we didn`t take their seats or anything. so these seniors come up and they`re like "you guys moved our stuff" and we didn`t. and they`re like this is a senior table anyway. (its definitely not) and i was like "no it`s definitely not" lol and then this one senior was like actually it is. and im like actually its not. and amber was like shutup sarah they`re black, they`re going to jump you. haha and the girls were like whatever. and i`m like go sit in your comfy lounge that they gave you, you never wanna give that up, so why do you wanna sit in a stupid plain boring table? and they`re like ugh.. and went to the lounge. so there`s this lunch lady that was there, and the seniors tell her. and she comes over and is all, "why`d you move their stuff?" and we say "we definitely did not" and the lady is like.. well next time there`s a bookbag here, don`t sit at this table. and we`re like, well the other tables were full or didn`t have enough chairs. and she`s like, so what. you guys can find seats. and i`m like, why can`t they sit in their god damn lounge?!?! so yeah, then soleil started making faces, and amber started cracking up. and amber made me laugh, because she laughed and then soleil started laughing. and they lady is like "are you done?" "whats so funny" and i just started laughing again. and we couldn`t stop. so we almost got demerits for that. so then MRS HERNICK. the discipline lady came over and is like "next time this happens you`re getting demerits. and we had to explain the whole god damn story to her now too and shes like well you were laughing while she was talking and that`s disrespectful. and we all start laughing again. and omg i tried not to. i tried so hard. lol but yeah.. then i burped reallly loud and the lunch lady person heard me and she just glared at me. haha bad luck that day. oh and the lunch lady already hated me because one time she came up to me and she`s like where are your socks? and i`m like, on my feet. and she`s like, don`t speak to a teacher like that. and i`m like oh you`re a teacher? and her jaw drops. and she`s like go get skewl socks on or you`re getting demerits. hah. well im hungry. so im out. byebye kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Leave me a comment.. please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-109910213855759687?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109910213855759687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109910213855759687' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109910213855759687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109910213855759687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/10/what-doesnt-kill-usonly-makes-us-more.html' title='What Doesnt Kill Us...Only Makes Us More Emo.'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109910547003713626</id><published>2004-10-29T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T20:04:30.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/640/hairdye.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/400/hairdye.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we dyed my hair again and we decided to have everyone try and do streaks in their hair, so then we could have "friendship streaks"...but it didn't really work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-109910547003713626?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109910547003713626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109910547003713626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109910547003713626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109910547003713626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/10/well-we-dyed-my-hair-again-and-we.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109910541774147215</id><published>2004-10-29T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T20:03:37.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/640/41333238405_4681.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/200/41333238405_4681.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been hanging out with Brandon all break! yay&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-109910541774147215?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109910541774147215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109910541774147215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109910541774147215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109910541774147215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-have-been-hanging-out-with-brandon.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109910127420345557</id><published>2004-10-29T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T16:50:36.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/640/0879d3181a064ae56dcf98a25d004fb27577314.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/200/0879d3181a064ae56dcf98a25d004fb27577314.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is my one of my best friends Alex. I LOVE YOU TILL DEATH ALEX J. WALL!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&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/8765230-109910127420345557?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109910127420345557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109910127420345557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109910127420345557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109910127420345557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/10/this-is-my-one-of-my-best-friends-alex.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109910105323425657</id><published>2004-10-29T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T16:49:26.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/640/68741126d80452af9039c9661c09ebdd1029388.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/200/68741126d80452af9039c9661c09ebdd1029388.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kid, im going to rock ur world....thats me &amp; my bf just the other day....oh...what a day!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&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/8765230-109910105323425657?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109910105323425657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109910105323425657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109910105323425657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109910105323425657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/10/kid-im-going-to-rock-ur-world.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109910066704477774</id><published>2004-10-29T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T16:49:01.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/640/8e2be5da8db4c750dbeeba597e1cbc445478913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/134/2202/200/8e2be5da8db4c750dbeeba597e1cbc445478913.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AWWW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&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/8765230-109910066704477774?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109910066704477774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109910066704477774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109910066704477774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109910066704477774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/10/awww.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109909754236311243</id><published>2004-10-29T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T18:29:22.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i was happy until now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i was so happy until now i got this call and it was not good...i also smashed my finger...it hurt...a lot...i'm still wondering why things are happening the way they are...i'm wondering why i cant change everything and be happier...they say its my own fault...i never thought it would be this bad...i cant even really pretend to enjoy things anymore..it just seems so pointless to pretend...i'm somewhere else all the time...well, my body is here...my mind is gone..it wanders to the point where i start think it wont ever come back....then it does and i regret what i've missed...i hate being this way...i love that he accepts it...it would hurt so bad to lose my love over something i cant control...worse than any reason...but i dont think that will happen..he loves me..and i love him...i know i love him, somehow i cant keep myself from continually letting him down...maybe he would be happier without me..i dont know...i just need to stop and breath...and close my eyes really tight...and when i open them everything will be better... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh yea peeps if u dont mind leave a comment once in a while i'd really appretiate that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;byebye kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-lala&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/8765230-109909754236311243?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109909754236311243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109909754236311243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109909754236311243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109909754236311243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-was-happy-until-now.html' title='i was happy until now...'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109865216041661293</id><published>2004-10-24T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T15:55:30.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>humor me, and pretend like you have a functional brain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i dunno what is UP with you people.. but cut it the fuck out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i mean, shit. lets see how immature, selfish, ignorant, insensitive, and overly fucking touchy and anal we can be, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;come on everyone! join in!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;assholes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;whatever happened to being happy for someone? why is it that you cant take TWO FUCKING SECONDS out of your obsessive self-pitying and see, that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"hey, wow, there's other PEOPLE in the world besides myself, and hey, maybe my shitty fucking attitude just ruined their day, so maybe i should stop being such an ass about everything and suck it the fuck up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rocket science, i tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Wouldn't it be funny if 50 Cent and Eminem both died and all the smob kids got really depressed and turned into emo kids?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-lala&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/8765230-109865216041661293?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109865216041661293/comments/default' 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src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109850587399162291</id><published>2004-10-22T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T21:36:25.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smashed against the bathroom floor...what a disgrace...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Fuck. I just kicked my desk. I re-arranged my room tonight. Let's all pray that I don't get up in the middle of the night and kill myself.Cycle you damn fish tanks. CYCLE! *shakes fist* My patience is wearing thin.Guess what!? I got a raise! A whole freaking dollar. I feel all rich now. MTV should do a show about me called Rich Girl. Only this time it won't have the Hilfiger girl and the one nobody knows. Im a hell of alot more interesting then them.Damn. Im so freak awesome. If I ever get up off this couch i'll be unstopable.Who can tell me where that line came from? I met a boy recently. His name is Nick and he's kinda dorky. But he's one of those hot dorks. He makes being a dork cool. He wears Charlie Brown looking sweaters and these funky looking black &amp;amp; white dancing shoes. Atleast that's what they look like to me. He's freaking cool though. And hot. That's pretty much the only way I can explain him. He's philosophical, and makes me think. I like that. His kinda skinny though. I mean for me. Im sure he's average to most people but I kinda like guys with something to hang on to. That's ok though. He's a pretty boy. Jo thinks he's gay, but I assured her he's not. Besides Jo's gay-dar is all screwed up, which is odd because she's a lesbian. She's been wrong about the last 3 people she thought was gay. What a loser. Anyways, I guess im attracted to pretty, almost gay looking boys..who happen to NOT be gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-109850587399162291?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109850587399162291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109850587399162291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109850587399162291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109850587399162291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/10/smashed-against-bathroom-floorwhat.html' title='Smashed against the bathroom floor...what a disgrace...'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109815831355707278</id><published>2004-10-18T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T20:58:33.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/236/2080/640/ET0017.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/236/2080/200/ET0017.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULIA~ do u kno how much sugar pie has? A LOT... and u kno u want sugar.... yes u do! that'd be $8.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-109815831355707278?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109815831355707278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109815831355707278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109815831355707278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109815831355707278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/10/julia-do-u-kno-how-much-sugar-pie-has.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109815844462474871</id><published>2004-10-18T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T21:00:44.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello people!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hello people! i would like to congradulate (or however u spell it) heather and her band ppl for getting 6th place at the bands of america thingy. yayayay! okay. ne wayyy.. im doin my geo journal now.. i havent done ne of them yet...and they're due friday!  oh no! okay.. guess wat? i've sold 3 pies! yay! my goal is 5 even tho everyone has probly sold like 20 already. um..o yea, i'd like to say to sang that pie is better than sushi because sushi sucks. its gross...ew. ne way, we have a concert thursday! i wish it was like next week or sumthing..cause i have like, exams friday.. and i gotta study for those. today i went to skool and everyones like "omg its cold outside!" ahh... i went crazy cause everyone was saying it!! no..it was hot outside today. thats why we're all wearing sweaters and jackets...but u kno wat i found out? SAM thought i was a FREAK wen she first met me!! gosh..im sorry i was scared of the ball, those volleyballs were hard dude... well u kno wat? wen i first met u..i thought ur hair was short! lol... okayyyy ne way....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the car wash on saturday was blah, but we made like 800 dollars i think...yeah me and leslie just held the car wash sign the whole time, so we wont get wet pauwhaah then i ripped the sign in half haha we looked so gayy "Get your bike washed!!" haha welllllllll im outt byeeee&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/8765230-109815844462474871?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109815844462474871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109815844462474871' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109815844462474871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109815844462474871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/10/hello-people.html' title='hello people!'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109807088357793749</id><published>2004-10-17T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T20:41:23.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh so very bored...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;wwwwwww shit. pop freaks are everywhere. i almost hit someone awhile ago when that someone sang to me this britney song. he said the song's dedicated to me. wha!? he's probably drunk.  people are getting weird these days. nicko on the other hand is ruining my life! ugh...welp -- i'm pretty bored.. im sitting here, listening to brand new.. blowing bubbles with my cotton candy bubble gum. and want to know what i think? i think i should win a contest or something.. yupp yupp yupp! well .. alyssa went home last night, cause she has gayy school. = ] lol .. yeah lets not mention that word.. ever..  " watch you ... on the ones and twos, through a window in a well lit room. become a recluse, and i blame myself cause i make things hard and your just trying to help ... " brand new &lt;333&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i love you &lt;333&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-109807088357793749?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109807088357793749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109807088357793749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109807088357793749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109807088357793749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/10/oh-so-very-bored.html' title='oh so very bored...'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109806460082671061</id><published>2004-10-17T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T18:56:40.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/236/2080/640/502992010.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/236/2080/320/502992010.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? i do smile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-109806460082671061?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109806460082671061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109806460082671061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109806460082671061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109806460082671061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/10/see-i-do-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109806342877402146</id><published>2004-10-16T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T18:39:28.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my awresome day!!!</title><content type='html'>i just got outta the shower...i got home from andy's house about 45 minutes ago...we went to the mall together...that was awesome! yeah man....i had this really good ice cream =) ...it was AMAZING!! lol...yeah then on the way home andy's mom barfed in the car.....yeah... after that we went to matt's house...me and andy well...umm yeah....chilled..listened to music and watched a movie...yeah that was pretty much my day..&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/8765230-109806342877402146?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109806342877402146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109806342877402146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109806342877402146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109806342877402146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-awresome-day.html' title='my awresome day!!!'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109806254034512480</id><published>2004-10-15T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T18:22:20.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13 QUICK ways to turn down/off a guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;1. HE: Do you mind if I sit down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;SHE: Do you mind if I say no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;2. HE: Can I buy you a drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;SHE: Actually I'd rather have the money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;3. HE: I'm a photographer. I've been looking for a face like yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;SHE: I'm a plastic surgeon. I've been looking for a face like yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;4. HE: Hi. Didn't we go on a date once? Or was it twice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;SHE: Must've been once. I never make the same mistake twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;5. HE: Will you go out with me this Saturday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;SHE: Sorry. I'm having a headache this weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;6. HE: Go on , don't be shy. Ask me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;SHE: Okay, get out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;7. HE: I think I could make you very happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;SHE: Why? Are you leaving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;8. HE: What would you say if I asked you to marry me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;SHE: Nothing. I can't talk and laugh at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;9. HE: Can I have your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;SHE: Why? Don't you already have one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;10. HE: Shall we go see a movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;SHE: I've already seen it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;11. HE: Where have you been all my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;SHE: Hiding from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;12. HE: Haven't I seen you some place before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;SHE: Yes. That's why I don't go there anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. HE: Is this seat empty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;SHE: Yes, and this one will be if you sit down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&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/8765230-109806254034512480?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109806254034512480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109806254034512480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109806254034512480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109806254034512480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/10/13-quick-ways-to-turn-downoff-guy.html' title='13 QUICK ways to turn down/off a guy'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109805851870541948</id><published>2004-10-14T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T17:15:18.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People who deserve to be shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Paris Hilton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Hilary Duff.-50 cent, Ja rule, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-guys who only want sex [yes, I understand you have a penis, but I've met several males who can control their horniness].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-any living Nazi's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Courtney Love.-Stacey Orrico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Avril Lavigne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Ashlee Simpson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-People who take everything offensively. LIVE A LITTLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-The bastard that invented pop-ups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-The whores at my school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Norah Jones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Hypocrites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-The skanks on this website that post up their nudes all over their page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-anyone responsible for Nickelodeon sucking. [thank you, Scot, for that one]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-JoJo- I hope her writers find a very special place in hell.[Thank you krystal for that one]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-people who send me hate mail and expect me to be offended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;- hahahah. stupid fucks. I'm not one who's afraid to post my opinions. I've gotten over it, you should too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Girls who stuff their bra. that's just, too retarded.. there's not much to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-People that TyPe LyKe DiZ. Learn to type like humans, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-stupid ghetto people who say "holla back". No thanks, I don't holler, but i'd gladly kick you in the crotch if you wanted me to.&lt;br /&gt;-People that use letters to represent words. [Thank you Jesse, for that one.] it's just dumb, come on now. take the extra 5 seconds to spell out a word properly&lt;/span&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/8765230-109805851870541948?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109805851870541948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109805851870541948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109805851870541948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109805851870541948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/10/people-who-deserve-to-be-shot.html' title='People who deserve to be shot'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8765230.post-109824265809329615</id><published>2004-10-11T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T20:24:18.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lala</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello. You don't know me, I don't know you. Let's leave it that way. This is the second journal I have created on this site and this is the journal in which I share the side of me that no one knows. Here, in this journal, I tell the truer me that doesn't care if you like me. I don't care if you don't. This is my side that says screw you. The other half of me is probably more interesting. So, if you find a way to figure out the other me, lemme know. You probably could find my other journal easily but I couldn't care less. My name is Stephanie. That is a curse. I hate that name. I think my parents thought of the most horrendous name known to mankind and gladly placed it over my head. I prefer to be called Lala. This name reminds me of better times in which I could still smile. I am lying to you. I still smile but it does take an effort. I'll write more after I fix my site.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8765230-109824265809329615?l=stephysaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/109824265809329615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8765230&amp;postID=109824265809329615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109824265809329615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8765230/posts/default/109824265809329615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephysaurus.blogspot.com/2004/10/lala.html' title='Lala'/><author><name>StephySAURUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06587544754447878493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.uploadpixels.com/upload/1106427838_uploadpixels.com_hair.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
