<?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-11836465</id><updated>2011-11-09T06:24:24.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Raven</title><subtitle type='html'>The darkest world ever imagine.  Where darkness falls and day is only a memory.  These are the stories of the raven.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-113163335969759897</id><published>2005-11-10T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T06:35:59.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats wrong with the world???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok.  I read my friend Gina's blog, and now my 2 best friends, are not friends with each other anymore.   And this morning, tammy starts to bitch at me over stupid shit.  And amanda needs to shut her fucking mouth cause she is a bitch and doesn't know anything.  LAst night, i was talking with my parents, well, my mom mostly, about bringin Mike to the dance on Saturday.  Turns out he actual wants to go and hang out with me, but he said if a girl wants to dance with him, then i should just leave him alone.  Thats only if a girl decides to dance with him. LOL.   Anyway, we have a half a day today and that cool.  And i still need to find a dress for turn-a-bout this weekend.   And i have to get ready for this concert in a couple of weeks.  Plus, I have bowling practice on friday at 2.  Mike not coming to my house til at least 4:30, 5:00pm at the latest.  Gives me time to get ready and him to spend time with me before the dance.  Tammy is like, full hatred on mike and i don't blame her.  Its her choice, not mine, to like him or not.  I mean, amanda thinks he is alright, but tammy thinks he is a lil thief.  He hasn't changed, love wise.  I mean, he cancelled his date a freakin 24 year old chick to go with me to the dance on Saturday. I mean, i like mike, i really do, but he needs to change who he goes out with.  I mean, if he had sex with the 24 year old, wouldn't that mean S. Rape?  I don't know.  Well, School is almost over and i got to go.  I will write again sometime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-113163335969759897?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/113163335969759897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=113163335969759897&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/113163335969759897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/113163335969759897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/11/whats-wrong-with-world.html' title='Whats wrong with the world???'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-113156039007015321</id><published>2005-11-09T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T10:19:50.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn-a-bout in 3 days</title><content type='html'>Ok.  So as everyone knows, Turn A Bout is like 3 days away, and I still have no date.  I am thinking but at the same time, having second thoughts about bringing Mike Space.  He is this guy that has been like my best friend, well, friend, since I was five years old.  But if i bring him, he is just goin to use me as an excuse to dance with most of the girls here in sidney.  Which of course, pisses me off.  I am thinking of not bringing him, but Andy is like, just bring him.  Well, i have a problem with jealousy, and if mike dances with all those girls, I am goin to be jealous and pisted.  No one else wants to go with me and it pisses me off.  I will write later when i get to the club....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-113156039007015321?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/113156039007015321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=113156039007015321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/113156039007015321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/113156039007015321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/11/turn-bout-in-3-days.html' title='Turn-a-bout in 3 days'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-113085555489598297</id><published>2005-11-01T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T06:32:34.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family...</title><content type='html'>What the hell is wrong with my freakin sisters.  Since Tammy got a fuckin boyfriend and Amanda is now hangin out with other people, I am all alone.  And School, school is HELL!!!  People think I am wierd and no one besides my friends here in school and at the club, likes me.  I hate it. I just want to see my grandmother.  But I am excited because super bowl is only 3 days away.  I do hope we get to go in a limo.  I &lt;3 LIMOS.  Limos are fun.  We go all the way to bingamtom, watch a Bearcats game, basketball of course, then we go skating then open gym with inflatables.  My buddy is goin to be my friend Alexandra, Alex for short.  This whole thing is fro church, youth group mostly.  I can not wait.  I don't know what else to say.  I might edit this l8ter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-113085555489598297?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/113085555489598297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=113085555489598297&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/113085555489598297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/113085555489598297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/11/family.html' title='Family...'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-113019586202309438</id><published>2005-10-24T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T16:17:42.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE SUX</title><content type='html'>Ok, why does my life have to suck so bad?  I am so sick of being picked on and lied to.  I like my friends, and they do try to help me sometimes, but i think it is hopeless.  I can't find a boyfriend, some my friends don't like me, i think.  I think i may lost a good friend cause i am hanging out with someone they don't like.  And every morning, i get this wierd dream that I am on a cliff and my friends and even best friends push me right off the cliff.  I am goin to find out what exactly my dreams mean.  I am thinking that maybe i should not trust some of my friends until i get my dream situtated.  If any of my friends read this, i am srry.  but i need time to my self, until i figure out what us wrong. :'(  I am srry, I am like crying trying to write this entry after so long, i might not even having a blog anymore.  So, please forgive me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-113019586202309438?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/113019586202309438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=113019586202309438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/113019586202309438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/113019586202309438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/10/life-sux.html' title='LIFE SUX'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112908175017662052</id><published>2005-10-11T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T18:49:12.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Story Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vamptales.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Vampire Tales&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-112908175017662052?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/112908175017662052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=112908175017662052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112908175017662052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112908175017662052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-new-story-blog.html' title='My New Story Blog'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112761052935087566</id><published>2005-09-24T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T18:08:49.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skatin Rink Boy</title><content type='html'>OK &lt;3.  I think I am offically in love.  Well, i was at the skatin rink tonite, and i met this guy who couldn't skate very well.  So, he was sitting by himself, alone.  So, being the nice person that I am, i went over and talked with him.  Turns out, we talked for like an hour.  He is a nice guy.  And his looks arn't surprising.  He is hot.  I am hoping to take him with me to the Homecoming dance with me October 8th.  He can be my date.  He is so sweet.  And he is shy sometimes.  Which I find pretty cute.  He is also nice looking.  He also looks for a girl for what is on the inside, not the outside.  I think that is so romantic.  His name is Matt. He is also polite and sweet. ~lovely sigh~.  I don't know what else to say.  Well, better get to sleep.  Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-112761052935087566?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/112761052935087566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=112761052935087566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112761052935087566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112761052935087566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/09/skatin-rink-boy.html' title='Skatin Rink Boy'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112757476646706715</id><published>2005-09-24T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T08:12:46.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIfe is Hard</title><content type='html'>I have 2 emails now.   &lt;a href="mailto:the_raven6966@yahoo.com"&gt;the_raven6966@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="mailto:the_raven6966@hotmail.com"&gt;the_raven6966@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;PLEASE, use the yahoo one since my other one is not cooperating with my computer.  In other news, um, i know i haven't updated this blog like i should.  But life right now is hard.  My mom having MS and my sisters tryin there best to treat me like a person.  And i am trying to get all my friend back that i hurt last year.  And now i have one friend that is back.  You know who you are.  And, I did break up with John last week.   I couldn't deal with it.  Plus, i like john as a friend then a boyfriend right now.  I feel he doesn't understand me well as he should.  I don't know what else to say. TTYL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-112757476646706715?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/112757476646706715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=112757476646706715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112757476646706715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112757476646706715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/09/life-is-hard.html' title='LIfe is Hard'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112672921683118076</id><published>2005-09-14T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T13:20:16.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been A Long Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok.  Its been a long time since I wrote in this blog.  There are so many questions goin through my head.  Well, first off, my mom has MS.  If some of you don't know, its a nerve diease.  My mom right now is in stage 2, so a lot is goin to happen in a short time.  In other things, me and John are still dating, goin on a month i think.  Longest i have ever been in a relationship.  But i don't know how long its goin to last, b/c with my mom having MS, i might have to give up a lot of things to help her out.  But I am not sure.  The Keystone Conference is next month on the 21st to the 23rd.  I think we might be leaving a day early, I am not exactly sure.  And I am hopein to go to a trip with Reality Check for a mini conference.  But I am not sure.  Since a lot of things are going through my head, I have a lot to think about.  I can only go to the club on Tuesday's and Wedensday's to go to my meetings.  But today is different b/c i have homework and I have to help my mom.   Then yesterday, I had an arguement with freakin susan.  OMFG, she is driving me nuts.  All she does is blah blah blah.  And more blah blah blah.  WTF?   Why do so many people i know have to be so stupid?  Well, not a lot, but some people will get the idea.  So, my day in school was ok i guess.  I dropped a course, Business Law, cause it is way too hard.  So, I am now in publishing.  Which I think should be fun.  I am also practicing for All County Chorus and I hope I make it.  I really want to sing loud and proud.  So, i don't know what else to say.  I will hopefully be able to write tommorow.  Bye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-112672921683118076?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/112672921683118076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=112672921683118076&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112672921683118076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112672921683118076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/09/been-long-time.html' title='Been A Long Time'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112560251050513214</id><published>2005-09-01T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T12:21:50.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a summer!!!/ 6 more days</title><content type='html'>OK.  My summer has been hell.  Plus, there are 6 days of school left.  And i will be out of school next year.  YAY!!!  Srry Gina, but i will try to visit.  And what is up with andy?  If I am not part of his life as a friend, why does he freakin put my name in his blog?  That is what I don't get.  Me and John are doin ok.  Can't wait to see him more when school start.  He has been workin hard.  Thats why I can't see him often.  Anyway, I haven't seen Gina in awhile.  Hope she doesn't hate me.  And i am glad, I am finally a 12th grader, SENIOR.  YAYAYAYAYAYAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Plus I have a new email, its &lt;a href="mailto:The_Raven6966@hotmail.com"&gt;The_Raven6966@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.  So I hope some of you can write to me.  I will put a video once IN a while so you will know what I listen to.  But I can't think of anything else right now.  Well, I will let you go.  TTYL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   Much Luv&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   ~*Raven*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-112560251050513214?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/112560251050513214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=112560251050513214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112560251050513214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112560251050513214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-summer-6-more-days.html' title='What a summer!!!/ 6 more days'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112475256466257436</id><published>2005-08-22T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T16:16:04.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life is turning out a lil bit better</title><content type='html'>Ok.  Gina is back to being my friend.  Andy, not exactly sure.  He is probaly really pisted off at me and doesn't want to talk to me.  Which i guess is fine.  Knowin the way I treated him, he won't talk to me for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Me and my boyfriend John Tolley, yep john tolley, are having problems.  The problem, I don't know his number to keep in contact with him.  I am lookin all over to find his number, internet, phone book, nuthin.  Well, I guess i will have to wait til school starts to see him again.  Or he is hopefully at the pool on friday.  Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, there will be a new thing for this blog.  Daily pictures where you think captions for them.  Not like andy takin random pictures with his camera, funny pictures I find on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, basically, i don't know what else to say.  g2g.  Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Luv, and Blessed Be!!!&lt;br /&gt;~*Kimmie*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-112475256466257436?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/112475256466257436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=112475256466257436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112475256466257436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112475256466257436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-life-is-turning-out-lil-bit-better.html' title='My life is turning out a lil bit better'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112406546538422587</id><published>2005-08-14T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T17:24:25.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog/PARTY!!</title><content type='html'>Ok.  I got a brand new blog comin.  Its called, "The Ravens Quiz of the Day"  You answer the quizzes, and email them to me.  I will now have 2 email adress now.  Hopefully i will get it to you ASAP.  The summer will soon be over in a couple of weeks.  Septemeber 7th is when school starts so I recommend shoppin for school supplies.  I know I will.  My parents are comin home tommorow.  I can't wait.  I didn't go to splish splash this year, but there will be next year, I hope.  So, the new site will be hopefully comin out soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I GOT INVITED TO A PARTY.  It was one of my friends that someone you know, named Mindy.  I forgot her last name.  She wore a shirt with my name on it at the talent show.  Along with Sierra.  I am so excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don;t know what else to say.  ttyl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-112406546538422587?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/112406546538422587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=112406546538422587&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112406546538422587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112406546538422587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-blogparty.html' title='New Blog/PARTY!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112361832871614932</id><published>2005-08-09T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T17:07:54.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;form action='http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074769185' method='POST'&gt;&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=2  bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;What Icons are for you?(Thank you for #1!! 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112360640114864273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/08/couple-of-quizzes.html' title='A couple of Quizzes'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112355377148863578</id><published>2005-08-08T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T19:16:11.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness is Brewin In my Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;As the title reads, sadness is in my heart.  My friend Jake is having problems and so am I.  We tried to talk it out, but it seems not to work.   I keep hurtin my family and friends.  Its like I am not in control of myself anymore.  I mean, i think i found someone, and i am not goin to say who it is, but i don't want to hurt him.  This saddness is so bad that i am crying right now.  I am probaly goin to cry in my sleep.  I think that pain has its ways with things.  It hurts the person and the person it hurts.  I know it doesn't make sense, but i don't know how to describe it.  Why do i hurt people?  I been on meds.  and i been to counslin but it doesn't work.  And my mom and dad and sis and her bf is leavin in 2 days. I am goin to the pool tommorow and then chill at the house.  i don't know what else to say.  I am goin to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-112355377148863578?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/112355377148863578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=112355377148863578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112355377148863578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112355377148863578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/08/sadness-is-brewin-in-my-heart.html' title='Sadness is Brewin In my Heart'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112294384694310344</id><published>2005-08-01T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T17:50:46.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Srry, Been a really long time since...</title><content type='html'>Ok,  Here is a list of what i got to do:&lt;br /&gt;#1: Get more friends or make up with them&lt;br /&gt;#2: get ready for the Great Escape&lt;br /&gt;#3: Try to hang out with Pappy&lt;br /&gt;#4: get ready for school even though its like a month away.`&lt;br /&gt;#5: get another job&lt;br /&gt;#6: Try to lose a little weight&lt;br /&gt;#7: Ride my bike a little more&lt;br /&gt;#8: Run a little more&lt;br /&gt;#9: Walk a lot&lt;br /&gt;#10: Try to make up with a lot of my friends&lt;br /&gt;#11: try not ot make enemys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i don't what else to do.  If you guys have any ideas of what i got to do, please im me at computerchick48 or email me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-112294384694310344?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/112294384694310344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=112294384694310344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112294384694310344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112294384694310344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/08/srry-been-really-long-time-since.html' title='Srry, Been a really long time since...'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112180722876168669</id><published>2005-07-19T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T14:07:08.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day??!!</title><content type='html'>What a day I have had today.  First, I was stuck at the club til 4 to go to RC.  Goin to a tigers game on the 29.  Then Tommorow I am goin to the Afton fair with my friend Josh, not my boyfriend josh but a different josh.  He is like 13 and works with my case manager.  I might not go to work tommorow cause I feel like shit.  Anyway, in other news, my boyfriend hasn't called me, but thanx Andy for callin me at the club.  I need to talk to you anyway.   Anyway, the trip was fun, even though I got rained on.  Also, i feel a little bit better than before.  the campin trip helped a little bit.  Well, I don'y know what else to say.  Oh, I GET PAYED THIS WEEK!!! YEA!!!!!  I get payed about a 180 dollars for the 3 weeks i worked without gettin payed.  I might buy a present for my boyfriend and my 2 best friends.  And they know who they are.  And andy, I am srry.  I will explain later.  Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-112180722876168669?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/112180722876168669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=112180722876168669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112180722876168669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112180722876168669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-day.html' title='What a day??!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112171174689763425</id><published>2005-07-18T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T11:35:46.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACCCKKKKK/ New Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>Well, you heard me, i am back and better than ever.  By the way, before i went on my trip to the lumberjack festival, an old friend of mine that i told only one person, is now offically goin out with me.  His name is Josh, Josh Reed.  I talked to him last night til 10 o'clock last night.  I missed him the entire trip.  He is 17 like me, likes bowlin like me, likes video games like me, and a whole bunch of other shit.  Don't wrry, me and josh will be fine.  We won't do anything bad, ;-).  But  we have so much fun together, phone, meetin in person.  All sorts of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the trip was ok.  There was this reallym cool ride called the starship 2000.  It makes you do awesome tricks. I went on that ride and i went upside down.  I looked and it looked like you were upside down and the thing was like spinnin in the air. but not really.  And then the ZIPPER.   That ride was freakin AWESOME.  I did about 18 flips with my cousin Shaquan.  I also got a playboy bunny for like 3 bucks.  Not bad.  But then I lost the chain.  On the zipper.  I guess i will give the pendant to my boyfriend.  Also, It poured like a mother fucker at the fair.  It so sucked.  The Zipper like closed for like a couple of minutes but then i went back on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, that was my trip and my new boyfriend.  But, all and all, it was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-112171174689763425?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/112171174689763425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=112171174689763425&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112171174689763425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112171174689763425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-baccckkkkk-new-boyfriend.html' title='I&apos;M BACCCKKKKK/ New Boyfriend'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112068206458464994</id><published>2005-07-06T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T14:59:07.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do today?</title><content type='html'>ok. My life is doin ok. Life seems normal. Ummmm, I got stuck babysittin my niece Li Li. Also, none of my friends are gettin on AIM anymore, except andy. No steven yet. I said i accepted his apology, but him sayin, "What the fuck is wicca?" Well, to answer your question steven, Wicca is the form of witchcraft that uses white magik. Its the good magik you see on charmed. Anyway, i am suposelly goin on my family trip, but i want to bring someone with me. maybe gina or andy. But i know my mom or dad wouldn't let me bring a friend. then they will be able to see the festival i am goin too. I don't know what else to say, til later, i guess. Well ttyl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-112068206458464994?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/112068206458464994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=112068206458464994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112068206458464994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112068206458464994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-to-do-today_06.html' title='What to do today?'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112068183238155529</id><published>2005-07-06T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T13:30:32.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-112068183238155529?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/112068183238155529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=112068183238155529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112068183238155529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112068183238155529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-to-do-today.html' title='What to do today?'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112042778349475555</id><published>2005-07-03T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T14:56:23.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steven Walker</title><content type='html'>ok. Steven walker has pissed me off for the last time.  Since I am in Wicca, I guess I will put a hex on him or somethin.  Maybe turn him into a frog.  Cause what he said in andy's blog, he is a total dickhead.  An asswipe.  I fuckface.  thats right steve, if you read this, i am glad.  You don't even deserve to exist.  I hope, when I find the perfect spell, you will never treat me the way you treated me ever again.  IN other words, BLESSED BE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-112042778349475555?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/112042778349475555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=112042778349475555&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112042778349475555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112042778349475555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/07/steven-walker.html' title='Steven Walker'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112040663705666889</id><published>2005-07-03T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T09:03:57.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 17th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is the day. The day of all of days.  My 17th birthday!!!  I am not that excited about it.  I will say this, I will thank Andy for callin me this mornin to wish me a happy birthday.  But nobody else has wrote me an email or called me to wish me a happy birthday but Andy.  I know gina is gone, but I hope she wishes me a happy birthday when she gets back, or if she is already back.   If we have cake or something, i am invitin a friend over, but the thing is, I don't know who.  Hmmm????  I guess i will still think.  And if this friend i chose gets a phone call, you better come over.  Cause I want my 17th birthday to be real special.  My friends and family all wishin me a happy birthday.  I will update more when I return.  And, since I am a Wiccan, I found the perfect spell to make all my birthday wishes come true.  And trust me, they are good things, not bad ones.  TTYL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-112040663705666889?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/112040663705666889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=112040663705666889&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112040663705666889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112040663705666889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-17th-birthday.html' title='My 17th Birthday'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112033301078052330</id><published>2005-07-02T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T12:36:50.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 MORE FREAKIN DAY</title><content type='html'>Ok, 1 MORE FREAKIN DAY till my freakin 17th birthday.  I am gettin sick of all my best friends.  Since they are... nevermind.  If  a certain someone read this, he get all pissy and shit.  Anyway, i sometimes feel sucidal sometimes, so a friend of mine, who I consider a guardian angel gave me this link that helps me cope with my problems. he understands me.  Not like most of my friends.  He has got the same condition i got.  So he knows what I got through.  But i don't care.  If anyone but a certain someone, wants to wish me a happy birthday, go right ahead and write me an email and say it or IM me at ComputerChick48.  My email is also &lt;a href="mailto:princess_zelda123@hotmail.com"&gt;princess_zelda123@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.   Also, if this certain someone calls me and wishes me a happy birthday... i don't know what I will do.  here is the link my angel gave me. &lt;a href="http://goodcharlotterocks.com/holdon/"&gt;http://goodcharlotterocks.com/holdon/&lt;/a&gt;  So if you feel sad or alone, click this link at click the video.  It will help you like its helpin me.  And, I am goin into wicca, whether anyone likes it or not.  Its my choice and I want to do it.  Don't wrry, i won't put hexes on anybody.  unless i am really ticked.  In the words of a Wiccan.  Blessed Be!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-112033301078052330?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/112033301078052330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=112033301078052330&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112033301078052330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112033301078052330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/07/1-more-freakin-day.html' title='1 MORE FREAKIN DAY'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112026651093466127</id><published>2005-07-01T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T18:08:30.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE ISN"T FAIR</title><content type='html'>I can't have friends anymore.  I am not goin on my family trip cause of my big freakin mouth, my best friend is datin someone from my club.  MY LIFE IS FALLLIN APART.  I even told him i can't be friends with him anymore til i get my head straight.  I have problems, and someone is helpin me right now.  I think he is my guardian angel.  i dunno, but i think, the best thing for me right now, is not to have any friends til i get my head straight.  Almost all my best friends are datin people, and its not fair.  I HATE SIDNEY.  IT SUCKS.  I want to move to a place far away and never come back.  Where my friends and family will be happy.  I jsut hope my guardian angel can help me.  Before its too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-112026651093466127?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/112026651093466127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=112026651093466127&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112026651093466127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112026651093466127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/07/life-isnt-fair.html' title='LIFE ISN&quot;T FAIR'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-112017877288788224</id><published>2005-06-30T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T17:46:12.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countin down...</title><content type='html'>Ok, my birthday is now 3 days away.  I am goin to be the big 17.  I can't wait.  In other news, 2 guys who I thoughted hated me, gave me an apology a couple of days ago.  They are Arroan Zurn and Kyle Morneus.  I know justin poss gave them my sn on aol, so i will kick his butt later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for my birthday, that I am gettin 50 bucks.  I might take a friend out to eat or somethin.  never really know what I am doin for my birthday.  I might even work.  Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my day just keeps gettin worse.  Amanda yells at me.  Tammy kisses her bf in front of me to make me jealous.  And now these 2 guys are tickin me off by sayin they are srry, after 2 years torturin me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess I am done.  Just leave a message.  bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-112017877288788224?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/112017877288788224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=112017877288788224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112017877288788224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/112017877288788224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/06/countin-down.html' title='Countin down...'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111946636959338716</id><published>2005-06-22T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T11:52:49.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Job</title><content type='html'>Ok.  I finally got a job at the... Delaware Valley Humane Society.  Its ok.  I get to play with the animals, clean up kennels, and play with the animals, and play with the animals.  I get paid doin this too.  I work only 2 hours a day, 10 hours a week.  And at least i get some dinero in my pocket.  Which will be awesome.  Sure my paycheck won't be as high as the adults, but at least I have some money in my pocket.  Like I said before.  Anyway,  life is ok for me do far.  Me and andy or doin ok.  Sorta of...  I am not saying anything else.  Anyway, i have been countin the days till my birthday.  I think there is 12 days left to my birthday.  I will be the lucky 17 that all teens wish they were.  Plus I will be a freakin senior.  YEAHHHHH!!!!!  Well, i will update later or go to bed and get ready to sleep for work. BYE!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111946636959338716?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111946636959338716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111946636959338716&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111946636959338716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111946636959338716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-new-job.html' title='My New Job'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111914508175150731</id><published>2005-06-18T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T18:38:03.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is Finally Here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, summer is finally here.  After countin the days til school is out, it has come to this.  I can't wait.  Swimmin, campin, goin to splish splash.  It will be a fun summer.  I just hope I am not goin to be bored all summer.   I also got my new glasses today.  they look sexy on me, I mean, thats what i think.  They are in my favorite color wwhich is a pink to red color.  Not like my old ones which you so me wearing in school.  Anyway, I am now bored.  Really there is no one to hang out with but one person and i am not mentionin the name.  But that person knows who they are.  I also got an aet kit from Tammy.  First nicest thing she did.  Well, I have nuthing more to write.  There are even no news stuff out there.  How I am suppose to update my news blog if there is no news.  SHEESH.  Well.  got to get goin.  Bye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111914508175150731?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111914508175150731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111914508175150731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111914508175150731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111914508175150731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/06/summer-is-finally-here.html' title='Summer is Finally Here.'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111854115188562008</id><published>2005-06-11T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T18:52:31.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH ME??!!</title><content type='html'>OK.  I have a problem with my brain.  Everything in my brain is unbalanced, so I forget things and don't even know what I am saying.  Andy got all pissy at me, and its all my fault.  My stupid brain pattern is stupid.  See, I don't know what I am saying.  What am I going to do?  My mind hurts from too much thinkin.  OUCH!!!!!  IN other things, my sisters are having so much fun and I am not.  Maybe I shouldn't update this blog for a couple of days, just to clear up my head.  So, to anybody who reads this entry, if I make another entry in this blog, ignore it.  Cause right now, I need to clear my head and do some mediation. Another reason is I might get a job soon.  So I guess i will go to bed.  Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111854115188562008?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111854115188562008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111854115188562008&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111854115188562008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111854115188562008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-heck-is-wrong-with-me.html' title='WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH ME??!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111815438348692752</id><published>2005-06-07T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T07:26:23.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life is Goin down the drain</title><content type='html'>OOOOOOOOKKKKKK.  My life is going the drain.  I have only a few friends now.  I don't know about susan burgher cause she complains too much.  But here are a list of my best friends and I hope I don't lose them over a stupid fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Andy Soroka&lt;br /&gt;2. Gina Baker&lt;br /&gt;3. Steve Walker&lt;br /&gt;4. Alex Papastrat&lt;br /&gt;5.Brain Hoffman&lt;br /&gt;6.And all the little kids at the boys and girls club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it.  And a message to Gina and Andy, QUIT FIGHTING!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111815438348692752?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111815438348692752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111815438348692752&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111815438348692752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111815438348692752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-life-is-goin-down-drain.html' title='My life is Goin down the drain'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111807514197226847</id><published>2005-06-06T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T09:25:41.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kim's Action News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kimsactionnews.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kim's Action News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111807514197226847?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111807514197226847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111807514197226847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111807514197226847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111807514197226847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/06/kims-action-news.html' title='Kim&apos;s Action News'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111788436455691489</id><published>2005-06-04T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T04:26:04.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry...</title><content type='html'>Ok.  I know.  I haven't been updating my blog like usual.  But I have been depressed and busy.  Being a high school junior is no walk in the park.  I mean, I am failing chemistry and my life is really goin down the drain.  I hope it turns better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, there are only 8 more days of school left.  Not counting regents week.  And like the usual, I will be goin to the club and using the computers there to get my studing done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a busy schedule for next week.  Here it is...&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-LLP Trip  yo watch Star Wars III, Revenge of the Sith.  Then bowling&lt;br /&gt;Monday-  Appt with my case manager.  Hopefully goin to eat chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday- Reality Check meeting to discuss the RC Lockin at the Hillcrest Skating rink.  More info TBA.&lt;br /&gt;Wedensday- KEystone meeting.  Discuusing about Keystone conference.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-At club studing for regents.  Better than being home.&lt;br /&gt;Friday- Exact same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am going back to bed.  I think its the heat that keeps waking me up.  Tata for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111788436455691489?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111788436455691489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111788436455691489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111788436455691489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111788436455691489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/06/sorry.html' title='Sorry...'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111715817180782072</id><published>2005-05-26T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T18:42:51.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School is out for the Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OK.  Memorial day weekend is finally here.  I am so excited.  Even though I was sick today, I guess it was alrigh.  But here is my day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;woke up at 7 to tell mom I wasn't feeling any better than last night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went back to sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woke up again at 8 to wake up amanda.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She falls back to sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CCheck the computer to see if I had any mail in ym inbox.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went back to sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;woke up again at nine, woke up amanda, says to wake her up at 10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went back to sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woke up at 9:30, watch a  little bit of charmed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:00, woke up amanda, she says five mote min, i yell at her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:00, eat some tuna fish sandwiches.  Thinks, "I need to lose some weight!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:00, Watch video mods on MTV 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1:00, play one the computer and wait for Joey to get online. He is outa school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2:00, wait till amanda gets home, Tammy is already there, bugging the heck out of me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3:00, still waiting for joey, oh, an a away message, "Went to work, Love ya babe" I hope he means me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4:00, Parents come home.  Tells me and Tammy to get the grocerys.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5:00. Susan calls, wants me to sleep over.  I call her back and tell her I accept.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:00, playing video games&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:30, get Picked up by susan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:00, eating cheeseburgers at Susans place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:00, Frank comes over to play some cadoo, I see you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9:00, Checks to see if joey got back from work.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9:30, Types up blog and ends here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, thats my day/  In time order.  See ya tommorow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111715817180782072?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111715817180782072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111715817180782072&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111715817180782072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111715817180782072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/05/school-is-out-for-weekend.html' title='School is out for the Weekend'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111680984155553982</id><published>2005-05-22T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T17:57:21.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good or bad thing</title><content type='html'>Ok, I made up with susan burgher.  Is that good or bad?  My mom told me I need to change so I decided to make up with susan.  But amanda tells me that it is a bad thing.  And so does tammy.  I think i made a good thing but some think it was wrong.  If susan tries to stab me in the back, I will not be friends with her anymore.  Everyone needs a second chance in my book.  But, Susan is different.  She has, I will admit, some problems.  And she did confort me when I couldn't go to prom.  Nah.  Anyway, I am bored.  Really bored.  I talked to my friend Joey.  he is alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news:&lt;br /&gt;Last night, around 10pm, 2 cops, a state trooper and a state chief have pulled over a car with 4 kids in the vehicle.  More news as this storys unfolds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina Baker has given kimmi schmierer to start her own site based on new  sround sidney.  She would like to say thanks to Ms. Gina Baker.  Thanx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111680984155553982?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111680984155553982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111680984155553982&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111680984155553982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111680984155553982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/05/good-or-bad-thing.html' title='Good or bad thing'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111644539175913409</id><published>2005-05-18T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T12:43:11.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sick</title><content type='html'>I am going  to make this sweet and to the point, I AM SICK!!!  I hate being sick.  But I had to stay home today cause I was sick.   I am waiting for a friend of mine to get online but he ain't on yet.  So, basically my day was boring.  Well, got to get some rest.  Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111644539175913409?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111644539175913409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111644539175913409&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111644539175913409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111644539175913409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-am-sick.html' title='I am sick'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111625336780614920</id><published>2005-05-16T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T07:22:47.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Perfect Friend</title><content type='html'>Now I know what you are wondering, "Why hasn't kimmie updated her blog?"  Well, it is b/c I was talking to my perfect friend from Colorado.  His name is Joey.  I am not telling you his last name.  I have a picture that I will soon upload.  He is 17 and he is a cancer, just like me.  We have been talking for 6 months and we might be meeting each other very soon.   But don't wrry, i will be careful.  When we do meet, I am bringing my parents just to be safe.  I wish he come sooner.  He is getting out of school May 25th.  SO, if he leaves early enough he canget a tour of our very own school.  I even would ask Mrs. Hammond if he could visit.  Just by looking at his picture, that he is so hot.  But tammy had to be a witch and get me in trouble.  She told my mom that me and joey were cybering and we weren't.  Tammy is a snitch and a liar.  I hate her guts.  She told my mom that she saw a part in our AIM converstation that said "Spread your legs"  WTF.  She almost got me forbidden to taalk to him.  And if I did, I would still talk to him.  Well gtg.  See ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111625336780614920?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111625336780614920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111625336780614920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111625336780614920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111625336780614920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-perfect-friend.html' title='My Perfect Friend'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111591499176090933</id><published>2005-05-12T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T09:23:11.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE IS BAD</title><content type='html'>Ok, I found out what I want to do with my life.  Nuthing.  No boyfriend, barely no friends.  Sure i have some, but not enough.  Not any of my guy friends who are in my grade want to take me to my prom.  Might as well wait til next year.  No guy wants to be my date to the prom.  I am sad.  I am crying,  No life left to live.  I won't go to prom.  As I am watching some of my friends gossiping and having fun with their friends, I feel alone. I feel upset.  I feel unwanted by this town.  I want to sing in front of a whole bunch of people and that would improve my rep.  Cause some people think I am a bitch.  Maybe they are right.  Maybe I am one, and thats why no one else wants to be my friend. ~crys~  I hate my life.  I even hate school, when I use to love school.  But all I do is get totured and lied to.  I get made fun of and now I HAVE HAD IT!!!!  I might as well have no friends at all.  I have had it forever.  Until I find a date to the prom, I am not going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111591499176090933?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111591499176090933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111591499176090933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111591499176090933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111591499176090933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/05/life-is-bad.html' title='LIFE IS BAD'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111591529411508045</id><published>2005-05-12T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T09:28:14.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crys</title><content type='html'>The title tells all.  I am crying right now b/c of the pain and misery I am put through.  Andy is more happier than I am.  Oh, sure the talent show is tonite, but I really don't care.  I am probalbly going to the school arounf 5 to practice.  I hope no one shows up so I can think about what I am going do.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HATE THIS FUCKING WORLD!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111591529411508045?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111591529411508045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111591529411508045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111591529411508045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111591529411508045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/05/crys.html' title='Crys'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111574287041671490</id><published>2005-05-10T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T09:34:30.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OK.  Thanx Gina</title><content type='html'>I would like to thank gina for her help.  Her blog gave me an idea that I can use.  I want a question of the day so I made another blog for it.  Here is the site, &lt;a href="http://www.kimsquestion.blogspot.com"&gt;www.kimsquestion.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.  All you have to do is leave a comment with your answer.  ok. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111574287041671490?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111574287041671490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111574287041671490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111574287041671490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111574287041671490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/05/ok-thanx-gina.html' title='OK.  Thanx Gina'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111566777926321696</id><published>2005-05-09T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T12:42:59.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom</title><content type='html'>Ok.  Prom is a little whiles away.  Still no date and no one to go with.  Bummed out and all that crap.  A kid did ask me to the prom, Nick Palladino.  but I think he is doin it for a joke.  I don't know what to do.  If I did got prom with nick, then he would go through my parents.  I have a couple of friends going with me but they have dates.  And then there is the price. $!5 for single and $30 for a couple.  I guess I am going by myself this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I had to do the announcements even though it wasn't my job.  All I had to do was read only 1 thingand instead I read 3.  Sam thanked me, at least that was nice of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In weather news, there is a thunderstorm occuring between me and Andy.  Now, I will rain tears b/c of me having no friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In misc. news, Talent show rehersal is tonite at 6 for anyone who had signed up.  Gina I know you did.  Bring in money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtgr, bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111566777926321696?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111566777926321696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111566777926321696&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111566777926321696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111566777926321696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/05/prom.html' title='Prom'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111559563091471412</id><published>2005-05-08T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T16:40:30.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have Had Enough.  NOW I AM TICKED.  ANDY, I SAID NOT TO BLOCK ME, YOU DO IT ANYWAY.  I HATE THIS TOWN.  I HATE THIS WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111559563091471412?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111559563091471412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111559563091471412&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111559563091471412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111559563091471412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/05/no-more.html' title='NO MORE'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111558111180532437</id><published>2005-05-08T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T12:38:31.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Downsville Dance</title><content type='html'>ok.  i went to downsville this weekend to a dance that my friend Ashely invited me to.  i met her friend Charity and her cute other friend Jeffry.  I was sorta bummed out b/c I didn't want to come, but then I decided to dance with Ashely and her friends.  Even Jeffry got into the action.  We all had fun. And then the most coolest and nicest thing happened.  Jeffry asked me to slow dance with him.  I was speechless.  that was the first guy to ask me to dance.  He is cute and nice and I want him to come to prom with me.  But if I get into contact with him, I will probalby ask him to the prom.  But I think he is already going oput with someone.  I am not exactly sure.  Little confused at the moment.  So, I do hope Jeff gets in contact with me.  he is a good guy.  I even gave him a hug after I left the dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111558111180532437?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111558111180532437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111558111180532437&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111558111180532437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111558111180532437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/05/downsville-dance.html' title='Downsville Dance'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111539650214789655</id><published>2005-05-06T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T09:21:42.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is life?</title><content type='html'>What is life?  Is life a flower ready to bloom?  Or is trying to find your one and only true love?  I am not exactly sure.  I think life is excuse my french, hell.  I have made lots of friends, but some of them don't understand me.  Its like this, I think Andy don't like me anymore.  My friend from Colorado wants to beat up some kids who beat me in my old school in Deposit, and to top it all off, people are picking on me nonstop.  I hate it. I have friends that care, but don't understand me.  And another thing, PROM!!!!!  Prom is only 2 weeks away and I have no one to go with.  Alex said to ask someone to go, but I don't know who to ask.  Prom is May 21st I think.  But still, I have a dress, I have shoes, I got my hair style all picked out.  The only thing I don't have is a date.   Who to ask, who to ask?  and another thing, caitlin from deposit, my friend I thought I could talk to, blocks me off her AIM b/c I wouldn't tell what Bipolar is.  Like I told my friend Joey from Colorado, I can't explain it.  Maybe I will figure it out.  One day.  I guess I will write back when i get home from school.  Its going to be a long day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111539650214789655?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111539650214789655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111539650214789655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111539650214789655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111539650214789655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-is-life.html' title='What is life?'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111514918896613108</id><published>2005-05-03T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T16:54:06.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Today is a friends of mines birthday that some of you odn't know. She will be 17 on thursday, but we decided to celebrate her birthday today. Her name is Ashely and she is really cool. We leave at 5:00 pm to go to friendlys for her birthday. Wonder what else we will do? Maybe go shopping. Can't wait. I won't be seeing much of Andy or Gina tommorow. SO I hope they talk to me today. Gina online and Andy on the phone. He got my number but gina doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;Tommorow is the 1st Annual Watershed Confernce. I already got my poster almost done, but need the results of courtney or anyones elses river results to get it finish. geez, I have been missing a lot of school lately. Better get my act together. So, I will write later and tell you how our party went. Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we didn't go to friendlys, but we went shopping, and I am invited to a dance in downsville.  I am going over Ashelys Saturday night hopefully.  I am going to boogie the night away.  But, I have to be good, or I can't go.  So.. will that be hard.  Hope not.  Can't figure out what I got to wear for that night? Hmmmmm.  Maybe my flower dress, or my sexy dress that I wore to a graduation party.  But that one will shopw my stomach.  Don't want that to happen.  So, I guess I will go to bed.  I am tired and need some sleep. Good Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111514918896613108?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111514918896613108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111514918896613108&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111514918896613108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111514918896613108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111516772447667484</id><published>2005-05-03T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T17:48:44.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ialmostdied</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ialmostdied.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ialmostdied&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111516772447667484?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111516772447667484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111516772447667484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111516772447667484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111516772447667484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/05/ialmostdied.html' title='Ialmostdied'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111508089165740771</id><published>2005-05-02T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T17:41:31.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Funny Related to a Mortal Komabt</title><content type='html'>Ok.  Mortal Kombat is my favorite game.  Here are a couple funny things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on Stacey's Mom by Fountains of Wayne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitana's mom has got it going on&lt;br /&gt;Kitana's mom has got it going on&lt;br /&gt;Kitana's mom has got it going on&lt;br /&gt;Kitana's mom has got it going on&lt;br /&gt;Kitana's mom has got it going on&lt;br /&gt;Kitana's mom has got it going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitana can I spar with your after the fight&lt;br /&gt;We can hang around until night&lt;br /&gt;Did your mom get back from her royal trip?&lt;br /&gt;Is she there or is she trying to give me the slip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm the MK champion, as I'll always be&lt;br /&gt;I've beaten Shao Kahn, and the Alliance Deadly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitana's mom has got it going on&lt;br /&gt;She's all I want, and I've waited for so long&lt;br /&gt;Kitana can't you see, you're just not the girl for me&lt;br /&gt;I know it might be wrong, but I'm in love with Kitana's mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitana's mom has got it going on&lt;br /&gt;Kitana's mom has got it going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitana, do you remember when I saved your realm?&lt;br /&gt;Shinnok and his men were going to overwhelm&lt;br /&gt;I could tell she was impressed by the way she stared&lt;br /&gt;And the way she said, "You've got some blood in your hair"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you think it's just a fantasy&lt;br /&gt;But since your Jerrod was killed, your mom could use a guy like me&lt;br /&gt;Kitana's mom has got it going on&lt;br /&gt;She's all I want, and I've waited for so long&lt;br /&gt;Kitana can't you see, you're just not the girl for me&lt;br /&gt;I know it might be wrong, but I'm in love with Kitana's mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitana can't you see, you're just not the girl for me&lt;br /&gt;I know it might be wrong, but I'm in love with Kitana's mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple of when your obsessed with MK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Obsesssed with MK when....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You've ever given up food, sleep or study time in order to play.&lt;br /&gt;- You've ever come up with a list of MK porno lines&lt;br /&gt;- You visit your usual batch of MK forums daily... and there are more than 20 of them&lt;br /&gt;- You have ever attempted to do any of the special moves in MK in real life&lt;br /&gt;-You saw the movie five times while it was still in theators.&lt;br /&gt; -Your mom yells at you for playing it all day long and at 6 o'clock the next morning you go right back to playing it. -&lt;br /&gt;You have dreams about the characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to Kome&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111508089165740771?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111508089165740771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111508089165740771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111508089165740771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111508089165740771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/05/something-funny-related-to-mortal.html' title='Something Funny Related to a Mortal Komabt'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111507820214281405</id><published>2005-05-02T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T16:56:42.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression Strikes Again</title><content type='html'>OK.  Life as of now, siest to exist.  I am writing this blog b/c depression has hit hard this time.  I mean really hard.  I found out why I keep asking people out.  Its b/c I am jealous that my sister have found there perfect someones.  Sort of.  I don't know.   My mom tells me that my studies are more important than being in a realationship.  I guess Mom is right.  I will just have to wait till the right guy askes me out.  Which will problably be never. ~crys~  I have already got sent home 3 times already.  ONe from 2 complaments from teachers and the other 2 for making myself sick.  And that was almost in one week.   Maybe, Sidney School is good for me.  I mean, whats the point.  people get mad at me.  People hate me.  Nothing good happens to me anymore.  I guess I will put a couple of videos into the mix of this entry, just to make me happy and other who read this happy as well.  But, what is the point?  People care, but right now, I don't give a darn what people think of me anymore.  I am so sick of this ADHD BiPolar crap.  My friends birthday is tommorow .  So I got her a candle.  Geez, what a great present that will be.  Well, what else can I talk about to put me down.  I don't really know.  Do you guys know?  I sure don't.  Oh, nothing good ever happens to me.  Good bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111507820214281405?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111507820214281405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111507820214281405&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111507820214281405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111507820214281405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/05/depression-strikes-again.html' title='Depression Strikes Again'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111507955983364613</id><published>2005-05-02T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T17:19:19.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem I wrote</title><content type='html'>Here is another poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cursed&lt;br /&gt;I have been cursed&lt;br /&gt;with misery and woe&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, life isn't fair&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, friends are there&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, Life is cruel&lt;br /&gt;life sometimes isn't&lt;br /&gt;but all I know,&lt;br /&gt;It should be alright&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111507955983364613?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111507955983364613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111507955983364613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111507955983364613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111507955983364613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/05/poem-i-wrote.html' title='A poem I wrote'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111496405230315089</id><published>2005-05-01T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T09:14:12.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COFFEEHOUSE ROCKED</title><content type='html'>OK.  The Fine Arts Coffeehouse was a big success.  I sang my heart out and everybody loved me.  One girl, Stephanie Place, said I sounded just like Amy lee, lead singer of evanescence.  I wish I could meet her.  She is like totally my idol.  Sort of.  I have others.  But people said I was good.  And I loved their compliments.  I was singing my heart out.  I even sang a duet with gina. We sang Hello by eveanescence  I sang as high as I could and I loved it.  I t was so much fun.  i like to thank gina and andy and eva and isiah and all my friends.  well i got to go,  write later.  Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111496405230315089?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111496405230315089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111496405230315089&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111496405230315089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111496405230315089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/05/coffeehouse-rocked.html' title='COFFEEHOUSE ROCKED'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111487122237983922</id><published>2005-04-30T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T07:27:02.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What now.....</title><content type='html'>Ok, Susan Burgher will blab her mouth over and over again.  Just to tick me off.  I am so sick of her now  She goes and blbs her mouth to shelly about me being ticked off at her.  She is a real witch.  Sure, Susan hates shelly, but I was ticked.  When I am ticked, some words I say, I really don't mean.  You can even ask my parents.  So, I told Susan what happened.  She goes off and tells Shelly that I was quiting keystone and reality check.  I wasn't even going to quit them.  I might miss a couple of meetings, but that is because of my school work.  I need to get my grades up and work on my studies.  Susan can fail, but I don't.  And sure she can me a real witch, great now I am feeling srry for her.  Well, the coffeehouse is tonight at the school.  I am singing "My Immortal" by evanescence.  I will say, I am not that good of a singer, but I practice and practice.  I even try to change my voice.  If only I can find a CD that has Concrete Angel on it.  Wish me luck on that.  I am going to the coffeehouse at 6 to practice.  I do hope Alex and Andy are there. They are my greatest friend.  I like andy and I like Alex.  But, one knows it, the other doesn't.  So, I will be nervous and a little scared.   i am singing in front of a whole bunch of people.  Some, maybe, that I don't even know.  So, wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111487122237983922?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111487122237983922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111487122237983922&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111487122237983922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111487122237983922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-now.html' title='What now.....'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111487834860546230</id><published>2005-04-30T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T09:25:48.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem entitiled LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is a sin&lt;br /&gt;Why did we ever have life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is sometimes a sanutary &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes it is not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do know what life is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since of course, I don't have one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But when I regain my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will tell you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;An d it will be great.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111487834860546230?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111487834860546230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111487834860546230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111487834860546230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111487834860546230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/poem-entitiled-life.html' title='Poem entitiled LIFE'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111455052606535829</id><published>2005-04-26T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T14:22:06.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you do when .....</title><content type='html'>What do you do when... a guy you have been chatting with for over 3 months asks you out, even though he lives in Californa and that his name reminds you of one of your exes?  I would say yes, but rather I say not because of him being in Cali and internent dating never works.  And even though I said yes.  I will have to think about that.  Mom knows already, but I might have to break it off.  I don't know. (srry Cold coffee)  I am still a little afraid of what might happen but I will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when... One of the cutest guys in school talks to you and you say nothing.  You should say something.  That is what I did today.  Alex Mclean is s cute.  I wish he go out with me.  Oh wait, did I try that already.  Yes I did, and it didn't come out what I expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when... A guy comes up to you and starts being a jerk and saying dirty nasty things to you.  I would kick him where the sun doesn't shine and make sure it hurts really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when... You find out your best friend is in North Carolina with another girl that you sorta don't like.  I would just let it be and forget all about it and wait to chat with him when he gets back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats my new entry.  It is weird ain't it.  Well, Thats what happen to me today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111455052606535829?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111455052606535829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111455052606535829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111455052606535829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111455052606535829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-do-you-do-when.html' title='What do you do when .....'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111446401267345027</id><published>2005-04-25T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T14:20:12.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OK.  What is wrong we me???</title><content type='html'>OK.  I don't know what is wrong with me.  But I do know I am single.  My exes are dumb and stupid.   But what do you expect, they are guys.  Tom would never go out with me.  And we arn't even friends.  What the heck.  I read Andy's blog, saying I will find someone.  I was close to asking John Tolley out, then I said no.  Don't.  He is dumb and disgusting.  I wanted to go out with Andy, but he wants to go out with Gina.  But, I will just wait and change my attiude.  Maybe then, a guy will go out with me or even ask.  I do have friends who do care about me and a family that loves me.  Gina is a great friend.  She reminds me of my best friend Stephanie Wright.  We do a lot of things together. &lt;br /&gt;Ok.  Today at lunch was boring.  I thought a whole bunch of people would sign up.  guess I was wrong.  I do hope Gina will do a duet with me.  I really like a chorus member to do a duet with me so I won't be so afraid.  But I don't think that will happen.  So, I hope  everything will be alright.  Just when prom comes, I will probaly not go.  I don't have a date.  Maybe one of my friends will come with me.  Who knows.  Well.  I guess a 3rd blog will be in place.  I am not sure.  Got to go.  See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111446401267345027?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111446401267345027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111446401267345027&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111446401267345027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111446401267345027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/ok-what-is-wrong-we-me.html' title='OK.  What is wrong we me???'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111444679463878473</id><published>2005-04-25T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T09:33:14.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOYS!!!!! Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boys are dicks.  They never listen.  Some boys are nice. Some boys are idiots.   Some boys are good kissers and some boys are there for sex.  But anyway, today Darren Martindale was giving me problems.  Asking me, what are you doing for the talent show?  How stupid can he be? Then freakin Jimmy K, he started being stupid.  What am I going to do?  No guy wants to go out with me.  What the heck?  Boys are stupid and dumb sometimes.  I really don't know.  If the dumbest guy came up to me and asked me out, he must be desperate for the "sex."  So, I will write later.  Bye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111444679463878473?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111444679463878473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111444679463878473&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111444679463878473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111444679463878473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/boys-part-2.html' title='BOYS!!!!! Part 2'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111434750472769065</id><published>2005-04-24T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T05:58:24.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Unfair</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is unfair. Why?  I found out that my friend will not go back out with me cause he is freakin iintrested in another girl.  I hate that.  Now, I won't get a guy, my life is over, and to top it all off, people just backstab me in the back.  I don't care anymore.  I hate school.  I hate people.  I hate me.  No more.  I want no friends cause all they do is backstab me in the back.  I wish school was already over.  but that won't happen for another month or 2.  So, what is a girl to do?  Well, I won't kill myself cause that doesn't solve anything but ending my life.  So, what can I do?   I don't know.   I hate me cause I can't lose any weight.  I want to be skinny and I am not.  I can barely fit into my cool clothes because of my medication.  School is tommorow.  Can't wait.  not really.  Cause math class sucks.  It sucks so bad.  What is happening to me?  Everything is not fair.  And I hate it.  I want a boyfriend.  Someone who cares about me.  Someone who loves me and knows how I feel.  But prince charming is never coming my way.  I know that for a fact.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111434750472769065?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111434750472769065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111434750472769065&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111434750472769065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111434750472769065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/life-is-unfair.html' title='Life is Unfair'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111420054283716297</id><published>2005-04-22T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T13:09:02.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break, Almost over.  :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What are we ever going to do without spring break.  Spring break is so cool.  Sure is was chaotic, but still.  I can't wait to see my friend Tom tommorow at  his house.  We are going to play video games and watch tv.  I so have homework to work on, but I feel like not doing it.  But if I don't do it, Mr. P will have a fit.  So, being friends with Susan is great.  I so hate her now.  After what I heard from a source of what she was going to do with my RC blanket, oooohhhh man I was going to yell and scream at her.  And to top it all off,  I think all my friends besides Tom, are going to backstab me in the back.  Andy is always out never to freakin see me at my house, but rather go to gina's or kasedys.  And another thing, this girl named Kayla is complaining that I told my sister a dirty rumor that she was spreading around about her and her boyfriend "doing it."  So basically, my life sucks.  I know someday, my friends will backstab me in the back.  I hate it.  Someone, take a shotgun from my dad cabinent and shoot me square in the head.  Not really, but it feels like someone did something like that and now I am dead on the inside.  its like no one cares about me but my family.  I am crying now, and I won't stop.  Just crying and crying and crying.   i guess i wll go to sleep and cry some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111420054283716297?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111420054283716297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111420054283716297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111420054283716297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111420054283716297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/spring-break-almost-over.html' title='Spring Break, Almost over.  :('/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111410938050173865</id><published>2005-04-21T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T11:49:40.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break is CHAOTIC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, what the heck.  I read Gina's blog.  Saying ANdy is all happy all of a sudden.  Oh, good news who hate Susan Burgher.  I am offically not friends with her anymore.  She is a witch who is fat and ugly.  I am so sick of her.  If she even reads this, I don't give a care.  She can read it all she wants.  Saying I can't go out with my best friend Tom.  Saying that he won't go out with me anymore.  She is a witch.  We should hang her like they did in the 1800's.  Who knows she might have magical powers.  Put curses on me and stuff like that.   I like her mom, just Susan I hate.  I despise her.  She ain't my best friend anymore.  She is on my  hate list.  Yeah, I have my own hate list, did I mention that.  Guess not.  Her mom is the nicest person ever and she treats her like garbage and she doesn't even know it.  Susan Burgher is a retard.  I am older than her.  I am in a higher grade then her.  And she has no right to treat me the way she has been treating me.  Saying when she gets back from this dumb camp that all the guys are going to fall in love with her.  Wrong.  They will just remeber when she was fat and ugly.  I am, on the other hand cute and loveable.  All the kids at the club love me.  I wish she did the same thign she told me and not come to club at all.  She is a witch.  Well, enough about hating Susan.  I haven't talked to any of my friends today, tom, andy, gina or Brian.  I do hope they are all ok.  i don't care if tom doesn't love me.  Susan won't have a chance with him anyway.  I like tom and I will not go out with him again if what susan said was true and that he would never go out with me again.  So, leave those comments.  See ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111410938050173865?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111410938050173865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111410938050173865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111410938050173865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111410938050173865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/spring-break-is-chaotic.html' title='Spring Break is CHAOTIC'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111385532472067919</id><published>2005-04-18T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T13:15:24.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad and Lonely</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, my new boyfriend broke up with me the day I wrote the last blog.  Saying his ex died and he need to be apart from me.  WHAT THE FUCK!!!!  I loved that guy.  He was cute and I loved him.  He was the one.  My mom said that I don't know the meaning of love.  But I do.  I would jump off a building for him.  I do anything but have sex with him.  He is my one true love.  And then his ex died and things got all fucked up.  I dated him for one day and things got all fucked up.  He says he still loves me and I still love him.  But, life isn't fair.  Tom (Tommy) says he is still in love with me, but I don't know if it is true.   Thats probaly why I am sad and lonely.  I don't know what to do any more.  I talked to him today.  Says he still loves me and all that shit.  But,  We will get back together, I just know it.  And I won't be sad and lonely anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111385532472067919?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111385532472067919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111385532472067919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111385532472067919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111385532472067919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/sad-and-lonely.html' title='Sad and Lonely'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111360864792220131</id><published>2005-04-15T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T16:44:07.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boyfriends are Cool!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, Attention everyone.  Boyfriends are cool.  Unless they cheat on you are break up with you.  Anyway, I finaly have a boyfriend.  A very good friend of mine.  His name is Tomy.  But I am allowed to call him tommy cause he is my man.  Oh sure, Susan is all pisted, but I don't give a shit.  She went berserk today in the car.  Called her mother a fucking retard.  I think I shouldn't be friends with her.  She isn't a person who should yell at her mom.  well, got to make out with my new boyfriend.  Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111360864792220131?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111360864792220131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111360864792220131&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111360864792220131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111360864792220131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/boyfriends-are-cool.html' title='Boyfriends are Cool!!!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111359915638855085</id><published>2005-04-15T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T14:05:56.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is not love, Its Hate!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Love is hate all in one.  Life is the same way.  I can't be friends with anyone, cause all I do is hurt them. ~crys~  My life has no meaning or place in this world.  But, what would that do?  Nuthing.  Anyway, I got to get over Andy.  Maybe I shouldn't be friends with him anymore.  Or anyone else for that matter. ~crys even harder~  My tears are the only thing keeping me alive.  Amanda has a somewhat boyfrend and so does Tammy.  So I am through.  Through with torment and life.  But if I kill myself, what hell will that do.  Nuthing, like I said.  I like Andy a lot, but he doen't understand that.  So maybe, I will sit in my room and listen to goth music and be goth for the rest of my life.  cause nuthing is going to happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111359915638855085?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111359915638855085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111359915638855085&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111359915638855085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111359915638855085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/life-is-not-love-its-hate.html' title='Life is not love, Its Hate!!!!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111358210438694222</id><published>2005-04-15T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T09:21:44.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPRING BREAK!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah!!!!!  Its Spring Break.  The best week, besides X-Mas vacation ever.  Tonite is also teen night at the Boys and Girls Club.  Its from 7 to 10 o'clock at night.  It is going to be so much fun.  Maybe, I might find a good man during that time.  Who knows.  I like Steve and Andy, and Gina says someone is hooking her up with Steve, even though I see them flirting a lot.  And I do know that Steve wouldn't go out with me anyway.  We might as well be friends.  And I couldn't go out with Andy cause he is in love with someone else, as well as Steve.  What am I suppose to do?  Sit and wait for millions and  millions of years waiting for my true love to come forth?  Nah!!!  I will just asked a bunch of guys.  Yeah.  Well, than that wouldn't work either.  I am in love with so many guys, it is not even funny.  I have 5 crushes.  And I ain't telling you who they are.  So, I am still grounded from the computer for another couple of days.  But I can use the club's computer and stuff like that.  Well, I will write later at the club and tell you how the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;of my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;day went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111358210438694222?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111358210438694222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111358210438694222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111358210438694222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111358210438694222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/spring-break.html' title='SPRING BREAK!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111349545804633718</id><published>2005-04-14T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T09:17:38.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OK. What is REALLY Wrong With Me??!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;OK.  Life is like a box of chocolates.  You never know what your going to get.  BULLSHIT!!!!  I hate me so much that I wish I died.  Not really, but still.  I have attempted to take my own life once before.  Why do I ive in the torment that is ME?  Why must friends know who I am?  Who I really am?  I am excited that Spring Break is almost here.  Swimming and all that good stuff.  But I am depressed.  It is really boring me.  I cry every night.  Sometimes, people don't here me.  Why?  Cause I cry in silence.  Silence of my dear broken heart.  I will really want to go out with Andy S.  But see, that ain't happening cause he likes someone else.  I mean, he understands me.  He knows how I feel.  I asked him just to try it.  It is so fucking stupid.  Andy doens't know anything.  I am sick of this shit.  SICK OF IT!!!!!  I know I am cursing a little too much than I usually do. But I am pisted.  Pisted cause no guy wants to go out eith me.  So, you know what?  FORGET IT.  Andy keeps telling me its is just that when a guy asks me out, I might turn them down.  I don't think of ANdy as a brother.  but he doesn't care.  All he is saying is wait.  WAIT FOR WHAT??!!  Nevermind.  This world, this town, and me, is going to the dump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111349545804633718?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111349545804633718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111349545804633718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111349545804633718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111349545804633718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/ok-what-is-really-wrong-with-me.html' title='OK. What is REALLY Wrong With Me??!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111341050817349594</id><published>2005-04-13T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T13:25:40.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is WRONG with ME!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok, something is seriously wrong with me. My life is a living hell. No guy wants to go out with me. Prom is weeks away and I have no one to go with. And, every well almost, everysingle person in this school (besides the teachers) hate me. Of course, Steve is my friend now and I am still friends with Gina and all. But still, why do I suffer the torment of love and hatred all the same time? I don't know. Andy thinks it is high school love, but I am in love with so many people, some they don't even know I am in love with them. Anyway, I want to go with somebody to the prom. Alex is all out of the question cause I heard he might be going to the prom with Nat. Can't even spell her first name right. Anyway, so I made a vow, not to go to the prom with anyone and not go to the prom at all. Susan wants me to, but I told her no. N O. No. Well, I got to get to my next class. I will write back later.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I was messing with hydrochloric acid in chem.  very potent stuff.  Can burn right throuh close.  So my crush today gave me  a hug.  Oh, how cute.  Anyway, I have been hanging out with my nieces alll day and all that good stuff.  I will be hanging out to the observatory tonite.  So basically life is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111341050817349594?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111341050817349594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111341050817349594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111341050817349594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111341050817349594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-is-wrong-with-me.html' title='What is WRONG with ME!!!!!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111333562600136688</id><published>2005-04-12T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T12:54:04.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got a mysterious email today. A boy who is 17 from a website that I go on wrote me an email and asked me to be his girlfriend. WHAT THE FUCK!!!!! I don't know who he is. All he said was his age and his name is Alex. But he has got to be cute with a name like that. Ohhh baby. Well, I won't know till later. I will write later.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111333562600136688?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111333562600136688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111333562600136688&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111333562600136688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111333562600136688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/mystery-man.html' title='Mystery Man'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111323665954701043</id><published>2005-04-11T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T09:24:57.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem Entitled HELLO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hello is a saying, not a word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I wish you could say hello to me once in while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hello dolly, is what some boys say to hot girls walking down the hallway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hello, can you hear me? I said can YOU hear me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Life always turns with a simple hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but sometimes, i wish there was usually a good bye after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111323665954701043?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111323665954701043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111323665954701043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111323665954701043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111323665954701043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/poem-entitled-hello.html' title='Poem Entitled HELLO'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111322882634929721</id><published>2005-04-11T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T07:13:46.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok.  Lets talk about boys in this blog for a minute.  Boys are immature wannabes.  Boys are people who look for a gurl only for SEX!!!!  These days, boys look for nice asses and big freakin BOOBS.  Why can't I be thin and pretty.  I am not that attractive and no guys want to go out with me.  Sure, I like to watch cartoons once in a while, but only Kim Possible.  She is my freakin idle man.  She is a cheerleader and saves the world on a daily basis.  And I can't believe I am saying this but, SheGo rocks too.  Anyway, like I was saying, boys have no clue what is going on in my life.  I have a doctors appt. today and I am a little worried about that.  I am already grounded from using my home computer, but there is the clubs and school computer which I can use.  That is AWESOME.  But seriously.  Some boys are immature, some are not.  Some care for looks, some care for personality.  Some care for some girl that is thin, other care for nuthing but the glory and love for someone.  For once, I wish for a cute guy who would like me for my personality, my intelligence and all that good stuff.  Not for freakin looks and stuff like that.  I like guys too and all.  But I want the perfect guy.  The one guy that understands me and likes me for who I am .  But I know something.  I know there is a guy out there just for me.  If a guy did go out with me, like my freakin ex , who of course went to my old school in deposit, said I fucking smell and that he is getting picked on in school.  What the hell is wrong with him???!!!  Well, I don't know, but my ex is a perfect example of why guys need to look on what is on the inside, not the outside.  That just pist me off.  Sure, I DID want to break up with him, thats when I relized how much I loved him.  Sure, he is an a$$hole, but there are other guys out there worthy of me.  I don't really know who exactly, but I will find him and he will be mine forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111322882634929721?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111322882634929721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111322882634929721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111322882634929721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111322882634929721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/boys.html' title='Boys!!!!!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111309654887824630</id><published>2005-04-09T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T18:29:08.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE FREAKIN SUCKS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, life as we know it is gone.  I shut down my website cause there is no news to go around.  I think I might lose a best friend to the feats of depression, and I am losing my mind finding out that my own two sisters have a boyfriend anda girlfriend.  WHY ME??!!!  Why do I  live in the torment of such a small mind?  Why must I live the fact that I will never have a boyfriend?? Why must I live the fact that life is no not meaningful?  I have allrady attempted to take my life once before.  But I am afraid I might do it  again.  It is one of my most deep dark secrets.  Just thinking about it gives me the creeps.  I am so sck of the pain and suffering that I have caused to so many people.  My friends and my family.  I might be good and sweet on the outside, but I am evil and cruel on the inside.  I am crying as I write this blog because, the way I see it, no seems to care.  My family doesn't even give a damn about me.  I think the one and only person that can understand me right now is me and my good friend Andy, who is also my best friend.  He cares so mucha bout me, that I think or wish he had feelings for me.  But that will never happen.  No guy would ever go out with a geek like me anyway.  my ex breaks up with me cause he is getting picked on.  Who in hell would pick on me.  So maybe, not another guy in this world or any world, date me cause of him getting picked on, or ruining his rep.  I wish andy would know my true feelings for him.  But he doesn't, probalbly he doesn't even care.  Who knows.  I sure don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111309654887824630?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111309654887824630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111309654887824630&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111309654887824630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111309654887824630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/life-freakin-sucks.html' title='LIFE FREAKIN SUCKS!!!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111299040906327422</id><published>2005-04-08T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T16:15:13.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Day!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What a day it was today. First, I found out I passed my astronomy course. That was amazing. Then, I found out I passed my Social Studies test with a 76. Then later, my friend Andy is telling me that he is having problems with a friend of mine. I wish she wasn't my friend, cause she is friends with one of my worst enemy, Steven. He is such an asshole anyway. So, I am done with him. well, I will write later. With much love. Later days.&lt;br /&gt;Part 2&lt;br /&gt;Well, I went to a friends house today.  It was alright.  Today in school, people were picking on me.  And today, all I saw from my own best friend, flirting with my worst enemy.  Now, I am full of hatred.  Hatred that will kill all. KILL ALL!!!  Not really, but it could happen.  The only person now that I can trust  is my friend Andy.  He knows how I feel.  And I know how her feels.  He is a good friend.  But sometimes, I don't know if I can trust anyone anymore.  Especially with my disease.  I really don't have one, but it could happen.  Never really know.  Then, I found my best friend G, with my worst enemys freakin hoody.  Now thats pisses me off.  And I am expressing my real feelings here.  Yesterday, I wrote 2 pages in my journal.  All cursing and nohow.  Why does life have to be so stressful?  Why must I live in life of depression every freakin day?  Why do no other guy want to freakin date me?  I don't know, but I will soon find out.  One day, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111299040906327422?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111299040906327422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111299040906327422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111299040906327422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111299040906327422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-day.html' title='What A Day!!!!!'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111238530277637774</id><published>2005-04-01T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T11:55:02.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great, April Fools Day</title><content type='html'>Well, its another day.  I got my hand hit with a basketball.  My website isn't getting any hits.  And, I am getting pranked all around.  But the good news is my two best friends, Andy and Gina are getting along.  I wonder how long it will last.  Anyway, school was alright.  Got my Chemistry review book today.  It is so kool.   Also Isiah, one of my friends, needs to get his but whipped.  He says I should go out with Andy and all that but, ANdy is a good friend of mine.  Why would I go out with someone who acts like a brother to me.  And besides, he hasn't asked me yet.  Not like I am waiting.  Als, tonite and tommorow nite is the Play called Murder in the Magnolias.  My best friend Alexander G. Papastrat, is in it.  His character has a split personality so he has to wear a dress.  I will right more after tonites play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11836465-111238530277637774?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111238530277637774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111238530277637774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111238530277637774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111238530277637774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/04/great-april-fools-day.html' title='Great, April Fools Day'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11836465.post-111231340121093582</id><published>2005-03-31T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T15:56:41.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day of Hatred</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Well, the days of hatred has started.  My life has gone down the drain.  Kids have laughed at me.  The only friend I have now is a guy named Andy.  He likes me and he is a true friend.  I know that some kids don't like me and I know guys won't date me but, Life sucks ya know.  I like my friend Alex.  Yesterday, there was a play at school.  My friend Alex, was in a dress.  It was very funny.  I think I might get him a flower after the production.  He is such a good friend, but he has been sick lately.  I hope he is doin ok.  I will right tommorow.&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/11836465-111231340121093582?l=theraven23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/feeds/111231340121093582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11836465&amp;postID=111231340121093582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111231340121093582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11836465/posts/default/111231340121093582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theraven23.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-day-of-hatred.html' title='My Day of Hatred'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
