<?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-291051206751492933</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:23:42.781-08:00</updated><category term='hint hint'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='zebra cake'/><category term='2009'/><category term='poem'/><category term='songs'/><category term='funny'/><category term='necklace'/><category term='hear'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='wanna be'/><category term='wow'/><category term='time and effort'/><category term='guitar class'/><category term='poll'/><category term='imood'/><category term='template'/><category term='Jesus Messiah'/><category term='earrings'/><category term='just another one of those days'/><category term='totally random'/><category term='emotions'/><category term='new posts...'/><category term='novel'/><category term='picture'/><category term='jacob'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='Nick Jonas'/><category term='happy thoughts'/><category term='twilight'/><category term='girl'/><category term='judi'/><category term='bracelet'/><category term='ugggghhh'/><category term='fawm'/><category term='songwriting'/><category term='eyedoctor'/><category term='changes'/><category term='edward cullen'/><category term='friday'/><category term='me'/><category term='new music'/><category term='six days left'/><category term='Jonas Brothers CD'/><category term='my very best friend'/><category term='nano'/><category term='chandelier'/><category term='lol'/><category term='accomplishments'/><category term='crush'/><category term='cd'/><category term='music'/><category term='hate'/><category term='screeching cat'/><category term='Good Charlotte'/><category term='working'/><category term='parents'/><category term='debbie&apos;s birthday'/><category term='things'/><category term='hopes and dreams crushed'/><category term='two'/><category term='posts'/><category term='and me. Christian'/><category term='guitar teaching'/><category term='weird'/><category term='fail'/><category term='middle names'/><category term='love'/><category term='questions'/><category term='cupcake earrings'/><title type='text'>Different Kind of Normal</title><subtitle type='html'>Here is a place for me to be normal...a different kind of normal. Mainly cuz I was dropped on my head as a kid. :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-4027925802663538806</id><published>2010-05-06T12:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T12:22:26.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ASH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-4027925802663538806?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/4027925802663538806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=4027925802663538806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4027925802663538806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4027925802663538806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-5911126467564546989</id><published>2010-02-20T12:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T12:46:51.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry contest</title><content type='html'>Poetry contest on my joint blog with Dreamer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.semiprose.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the link. Click it for details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadline is March 12th   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted from my iPod &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-5911126467564546989?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/5911126467564546989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=5911126467564546989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5911126467564546989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5911126467564546989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2010/02/poetry-contest.html' title='Poetry contest'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-1840520609168406050</id><published>2010-02-10T17:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T17:32:57.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Helloooooo world......this is ashley's sister that got her iPod.......mwhahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted from my iPod &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Hi'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-5901107376945853269</id><published>2010-01-26T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T20:44:28.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>She hides behind her makeup&lt;br /&gt;Eyeliner is never enough&lt;br /&gt;The pictures and posters tear her up&lt;br /&gt;She wants to be beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Like the girls on TV shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short skirts&lt;br /&gt;Tight shirts&lt;br /&gt;What were the perks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s in their sight&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t feel right&lt;br /&gt;Where’s her knight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She feels sold&lt;br /&gt;This is getting old&lt;br /&gt;It’s not the same story her&lt;br /&gt;Friends told&lt;br /&gt;Popularity and boys&lt;br /&gt;She just feels like a toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They swear it’s fun&lt;br /&gt;But she’s done&lt;br /&gt;There was no sun&lt;br /&gt;How’s that fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her cheeks were hallowed&lt;br /&gt;Her hair came from a bottle&lt;br /&gt;Everything was too hard to swallow&lt;br /&gt;The good life didn’t feel as good&lt;br /&gt;As she thought it would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ran away&lt;br /&gt;Buried in shame…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-5901107376945853269?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/5901107376945853269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=5901107376945853269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5901107376945853269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5901107376945853269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2010/01/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-2552100775040488548</id><published>2010-01-16T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T09:24:43.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you do?</title><content type='html'>If you lived in secret, like Clarke Kent, and had powers just like him, how far would you go to keep the lie going? &lt;br /&gt;How far would you go to protect your identity?&lt;br /&gt;Would you leave your small town to protect your family and friends from you? Or would you stay to protect them from worse things than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the real question for you today is, what would you do if you were a superhero? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-2552100775040488548?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/2552100775040488548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=2552100775040488548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2552100775040488548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2552100775040488548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-would-you-do.html' title='What would you do?'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-8096148818989149073</id><published>2010-01-14T16:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:48:54.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is an update</title><content type='html'>Ok so here I am updating. And bringing you a really big apology:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooooo sorry for not updating earlier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bad! Lol now that that's out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Has anyone ever told you that you have pretty eyes? Yes&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever been in love? No, I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you had your first kiss? no&lt;br /&gt;4. Is smoking unattractive? YES&lt;br /&gt;5. How many nights do you lie awake and ponder the order of the cosmos? None! lol &lt;br /&gt;6. What's one thing that grates on your nerves? People who don't have a sense of humor, and pestering authority figures who think that they can rule the world! Lol I am not a rebel but I don't like authority figures outside of my parents&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your favorite Cullen from Twilight? Edward of course, Jasper's my second favorite&lt;br /&gt;8. Qwerty or keypad? Keypad, qwerty gets onmy nerves lol&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you prefer face-to-face over text or IM? Why or why not? yea because face to face you can see their reaction rather than read it lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for now folks! Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-8096148818989149073?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/8096148818989149073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=8096148818989149073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/8096148818989149073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/8096148818989149073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-update.html' title='This is an update'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-2296294336607082656</id><published>2009-12-18T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T12:01:03.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things about you</title><content type='html'>You read that right. Things about YOU. Okay, so here's the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You comment and I'll reply with something random about you, my first memory of you, a fun fact about you, the thing(s) I like best about you, and finally the difference you have made in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All it takes is one little comment and I'll reply with the answer on your blog. :D (note: if you don't have a blog, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; comment underneath your comment so check back often!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-never-again-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-2296294336607082656?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/2296294336607082656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=2296294336607082656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2296294336607082656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2296294336607082656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/12/things-about-you.html' title='Things about you'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-2897121496980642440</id><published>2009-10-31T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:55:15.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Messiah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my very best friend'/><title type='text'>My very best friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I sit in the back &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Away from everyone&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And try to pretend I'm someone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I focus on the teacher &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But her words start to slur &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;People stare at me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my head starts to hurt &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I try to block them out &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I try to forget them all &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But someone finds a way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A way into my heart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His name is Jesus &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And He's my best friend &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His name is Messiah &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And He's with me to the end :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-2897121496980642440?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/2897121496980642440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=2897121496980642440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2897121496980642440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2897121496980642440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-very-best-friend.html' title='My very best friend'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-2007545292231884045</id><published>2009-10-04T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:16:48.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never again--A poem from a friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Never Again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I used to be in love with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you, Never Again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But then you tore my heart in two&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you, Never Again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I won't cry for you now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you, Never Again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To you again I'll never bow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you, Never Again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I say farewell, I say ado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you, Never Again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart I'm taking back from you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you, Never Again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No more tears, no more pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No more crying in the rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am finally over you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you, Never Again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank *you* &lt;a href="http://www.akiral.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;! Thanks for the great poem! *hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-2007545292231884045?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/2007545292231884045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=2007545292231884045' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2007545292231884045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2007545292231884045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/10/never-again-poem-from-friend.html' title='Never again--A poem from a friend'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-5127899255316575383</id><published>2009-09-20T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T19:00:26.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Q and A</title><content type='html'>This post is to get to know me a little bit more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you think of 3D movies?&lt;br /&gt;A: Dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you think the world needs now?&lt;br /&gt;A: Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you think your friends say to each other when you’re not around?&lt;br /&gt;A: They talk about how awesome I am and how they all want to be just like me…O:) see my halo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you think about the amount of violence on TV?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yay violence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you think about when you can’t fall asleep?&lt;br /&gt;A: I think about the novel I’m working on and what happens when and such. I also think about my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you think makes a good friend?&lt;br /&gt;A: Somebody who rather than let you beat yourself up over things, jerks you up on your feet and allows you to lean on them, so long as you’re on your feet. (Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.akiral.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;) And also someone who will help you through the worst times in your life, and be the first to throw you a party when something's going good in your life. To me a good friend can't really be defined in a couple of qualites, because the two very best good friends are already taken...they're mine!  ;) (Thanks zooyorkdancr and &lt;a href="http://www.akiral.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;...:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you think makes a happy family?&lt;br /&gt;A: Jesus, love and laughter :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you think about students having to wear school uniforms?&lt;br /&gt;A: Dumb! We don't make adults wear uniforms to work, do we? No, I didn't think so. Not unless you're part of the military...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you like to do in your free time?&lt;br /&gt;A: Write, listen to music and talk to &lt;a href="http://www.akiral.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dreamer&lt;/a&gt; about "&lt;em&gt;el&lt;/em&gt;"... &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What makes you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;A: Umm...lets start it off with my family, funny movies, situations where you know you're not supposed to laugh but you do anyway, &lt;a href="http://www.akiral.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;, my bf/sis! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What would you invent to make life better?&lt;br /&gt;A: A robot. They would clean up after everything! Who here can tell that I'm lazy? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What talents do you have?&lt;br /&gt;A: Making people laugh, making jewelry, writing (maybe, haha),singing (idk, people say I'm good at it) imitating people's voices...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What three words would describe you right now?&lt;br /&gt;A: Writer, jewelry-maker, and hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What four things are most important in your life?&lt;br /&gt;A: Jesus, family, friends, and writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How do you feel when something scares you?&lt;br /&gt;A: Usually my stomach doesn't settle down for a few minutes, and if it's a person that scared me, I typically chase them around. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How would you feel if someone told you that you were his or her best friend?&lt;br /&gt;A: Excited! I have about two best, best friends, so yeah, I'd be really excited. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How do you feel about your appearance?&lt;br /&gt;A: Ugh, my teeth suck (my own fault for jerking them out of my head too early...). But I know that the Lord gave me my appearance, so I should love the way I look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a million...dollars. Then I would....buy the Ipod touch that I want, and enough jewelry making equipment to jump-start my business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I never...trusted in emos. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there really was....a good for you energy drink. If there really was a good for you energy drink, imagine all the writing I could get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn't have to...take so many breaks from writing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:Which quality best describes your life--exicting, organized, dull--and why?&lt;br /&gt;A: Hmm...disorganized, random, erratic and scattered. Usually because...well because, this is &lt;em&gt;me &lt;/em&gt;we're talking about. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Which is most important to you--money, fame, power--and why?&lt;br /&gt;A: Love, because love truly does make the world go round.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Which is most important to you--being popular, accomplishment, organization--and why?&lt;br /&gt;A: Having a few close friends, because having even &lt;em&gt;one &lt;/em&gt;friend is better than having a whole bunch of friends (being popular) who will stab you in the back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Should people be prohibited from smoking in certain places?&lt;br /&gt;A: Absolutely! If I were the president, smoking would become illegal. There's no sense in spreading all the smoke around to where the asthmatics have to breath it in...&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Should you be required to wear a helmet? Why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes. Because so many people die from motorcycle accidents (and occasionally bike accidents) from not wearing helmets. It's just stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Would you like to be famous? Why or why not? What would you like to be famous for?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes, I would like to be famous. ;) Because I want to share my greatness with the rest of the world. ;) jk, haha! I would like to be famous for my jewelry business...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Should cell phones be allowed in school?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes! What happens if a kid is an asthmatic, forgets his inhaler, has an asthma attack and no one knows that he has asthma, or his parents cell number? How would you contact his/her parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Should school be year-round?&lt;br /&gt;A: Heck no! Do that and kids will hate school! There are some kids out there that like school, for various reasons I'll admit, but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you think it's necessary to have alcohol at a party in order to have a good time?&lt;br /&gt;A: Absolutely not! Put me with a few of my close friends, I'll start a party.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now everyone knows a little bit more about me. :D I've had fun with this and here are the people I tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.akiral.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.judi-open-book.blogspot.com/"&gt;Judi,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.debsnotesonalife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Deb&lt;/a&gt;, avatarfan and zooyorkdancr (even though she doesn't even update her blog anymore...*sad face*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading! Till next time...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Never-again~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-5127899255316575383?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/5127899255316575383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=5127899255316575383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5127899255316575383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5127899255316575383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/09/q-and.html' title='Q and A'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-8253964045766929109</id><published>2009-09-14T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T09:46:17.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O.o</title><content type='html'>O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all of you out there who know that I've been writing on this new story...(*coughs* the *coughs* &lt;a href="http://akiral.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dreamer&lt;/a&gt; lol) I have already written five chapters...failing to check the word count, till today, it came up to a total of: 19, 725. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even realize that I had written that much, I just focused on getting from one chapter to the next. And hey! It got me to my word count today! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have big hopes for finishing this novel fast, since I sleep, eat, and breathe this story line. (haha, jk, but wouldn't that be cool?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till I have the sixth and seventh chapter complete! Then I can &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;see what my word count is. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading, &lt;a href="http://www.akiral.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Never-again~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-8253964045766929109?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/8253964045766929109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=8253964045766929109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/8253964045766929109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/8253964045766929109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/09/oo.html' title='O.o'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-7439963717904768118</id><published>2009-09-05T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T15:30:48.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 guesses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SqLmWrtAKWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/EE5u1Qq47p4/s1600-h/crutches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 172px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378114182396782946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SqLmWrtAKWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/EE5u1Qq47p4/s320/crutches.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have three guesses as to what happened to me yesterday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-7439963717904768118?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/7439963717904768118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=7439963717904768118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7439963717904768118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7439963717904768118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-guesses.html' title='3 guesses'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SqLmWrtAKWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/EE5u1Qq47p4/s72-c/crutches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-2432528947836024209</id><published>2009-09-03T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:17:50.297-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>Questions:</title><content type='html'>1. Did you know that 90% of statistics are wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What happens when you get scared half to death twice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you try to fail, and suceed, which have you done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever stared at a word so long that it looks just plain weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How do you expect me to ignore you, when you're never around? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Why is the alphabet in that order? Is it because of that song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Why do they use sterile needles for lethal injections?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Which is worse: Ignorance or apathy? Who knows? Who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Why should I consider your questions, when you don't even know the answer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-2432528947836024209?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/2432528947836024209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=2432528947836024209' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2432528947836024209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2432528947836024209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/09/questions.html' title='Questions:'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-1802168351747636129</id><published>2009-08-29T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:01:53.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinderella Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I see her with him every day...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The boy who took my girl...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Does she even ask about me anymore?" I wondered aloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man, you gotta quit doing this to yourself." Steve said sitting back. "There are a million other girls other there that you could &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;have a chance with."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shrugged again, and averted his gaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tommy," He called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at him, only for a moment, then looked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on man, she's one girl," He tried again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew he was right, but for whatever reason, my heart just wouldn't let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the familiar lump in my throat, I gathered what strength I had left and said. "Hey man, look I'll call you later with the party details, and the time and stuff, but just...wait for my call okay? I'll be fine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I promise." I added after seeing the look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alright, talk to you soon man," He stood with me and I made my way to the door. He made it to the counter to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a deep breath, then pushed open the door and entered into the cold November air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing there for a long moment, I began to shiver. Not from the cold, but from the realization that I would have to show up at that party, and pretend that I didn't care that she left me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I had new email. It contained the party info that I was supposed to pass on to Steve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dialed his phone number and it rang three times, before he picked it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hey man,"&lt;/em&gt; He answered. &lt;em&gt;"What's up?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Party details." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh really?" &lt;/em&gt;His voice crackled. &lt;em&gt;"When is it?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This Friday." I replied and swallowed hard. "Dude, I don't think I'm gonna show."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don't do that, we've been wanting to go to Violet's party for months now. It's the most hyped up party of the year, and this time we're invited. Tommy you there man? Do you hear what I'm saying?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I hear you." I rubbed my temples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Well, think about it man." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am." I replied. "I just don't know if I can yet. I don't know if I can be in the same room with her yet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Well, school's starting back soon, and then you'll have to be in the same room with her. Dude, you've been avoiding her since the end of last semester. It's time you face facts okay? You really, really want to go to this party. Deep down inside you, you know you do."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, Steve. You really, really want to go to this party." I corrected. "I just really, really want her back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence on his end of the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tommy, man...come on, you need to come to this party. It'll be good for you." &lt;/em&gt;Steve tried. &lt;em&gt;"Look, just stay for the first ten minutes, and if you can't make it past that, then well...I guess we can go home, okay?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ten minutes." I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Great!" &lt;/em&gt;He exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll take my car okay? You take yours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Alright man, see you there." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung up shortly after that, and I cranked my stereo system to full volume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little sister was out at soccer practice, neither one of my parents would be home till later that night, so I just lay on the bed and let the ridiculously loud music wash over me, till my own screams blended in with the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did it have to hurt so much? Why? After so many months, why did she &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;have an effect on my brain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What am I doing here? &lt;/em&gt;I thought as I rang the bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome, Tom!" Violet gushed and opened the door wider. "Come in, come in. Is your friend Steve with you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He'll be around later." I managed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I knew that as soon as I saw her, my heart would begin breaking all over again, I began to search for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped everyone I saw and asked if they had seen her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone told me where she was, but still I waited. I wasn't sure my heart was ready to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally mustered what courage I had left and walked to the sliding glass door.&lt;br /&gt;There she was, beautiful as always. Dipping her feet into the swimming pool...swaying slightly to the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why does she still have to have an effect on my brain?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downed a small glass of punch, then opened the sliding glass door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulling out my cell phone, I pretended to be talking loudly to one of my buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah man, I know it's crazy. I'm literally standing by Violet's pool. Yeah, I know. Wish you could be here man. Sucks that your parents grounded you." I pursued my lips like I was listening, suddenly aware that &lt;em&gt;she &lt;/em&gt;was watching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, well I gotta go man, this party is happening, and I'll call you with the details later." I laughed and "we" exchanged goodbyes and then I "hung up" with my buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tommy?" Her voice called. It sent a shiver down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm?" I asked turning toward her. "Stephanie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tommy, hi." She said and stood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said hello, and she asked why I was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was invited. Finally." I added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shared a laugh, and I felt-if it was even possible-sadder. I remembered when we &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;shared a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, uhh...where's...uhh...what was his name again?" I pretended that the name wasn't burned into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, James. Yeah, he uhh...we're not together anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious as to how the "happy couple" could have ended up apart, I asked, "How come?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It just wasn't working out." She nodded. "Yeah,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh. I'm sorry to hear that."&lt;br /&gt;I felt like dancing the length of the pool, and leaping for joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, he said I was distant and I think I know why I was for so long."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm?" I asked, not wanting to ruin the moment I had just imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think that I was so distant for so long, because...I was still hung up on you..." She traced a pattern on the pavement with the toe of her shoe shyly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I froze, afraid to believe my own ears. "Wh-what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know, crazy right?" She laughed at herself. "I mean, you've moved on. Anyone can see that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, no. I haven't," I reassured. "I haven't moved on at all, Stephanie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please, Tommy. Don't lie to make me feel better. I hurt you when I left, I know I did. And that was wrong. But...for you to take me back, when you're doing so well, I would hate to do that to you." Stephanie said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, you've got it all wrong. I want you back. I always have."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seriously?" She asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, seriously. Look," I grabbed my wallet from my back pocket, and pulled out a photo of the two of us together. "Here, look at that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tommy, this was from a year ago...on our first date..." Her voice trailed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I know." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tommy..." She swallowed and a tear cascaded down her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached forward and wiped it from her face, just like I used to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up on the pavement in front of the pool, laughing with each other like we used to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted everyone to know that we were back together, but I just wanted to enjoy the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I gave her a tender moonlight kiss, I could hear whooping and whistling behind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured it was all for Violet, but no. It was Steve, standing at the door a grin on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed along with her, and when we stood, Steve came running up behind us, knocking us into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, not even the dripping wet ride home, could've wiped that silly grin off my face. The silly grin I used to wear, a long time ago...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-1802168351747636129?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/1802168351747636129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=1802168351747636129' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/1802168351747636129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/1802168351747636129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/08/cinderella-story.html' title='Cinderella Story'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-4958338361021870939</id><published>2009-08-27T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T13:06:25.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifteen Things about me</title><content type='html'>Fifteen things about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I make jewelry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love chocolate milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I &lt;3 Shaggy and Scooby-Doo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My biggest pet peeve is people with no sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Last night, I enjoyed devouring that ice cream with my sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I love Plain White T's!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I need to start updating my blog more often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm currently working on at least (if not more) five novels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I've put my best friend in a novel I'm working on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I've never really been one to follow the status quo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I speak before thinking (a lot, just ask my sisters: &lt;a href="http://www.debsnotesonalife.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.debsnotesonalife.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.judi-open-book.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.judi-open-book.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I like to listen to music when I'm online and writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I love playing 'Life: Twists and Turns' with my two sisters: &lt;a href="http://www.judi-open-book.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.judi-open-book.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.extension26.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.extension26.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I love listening to: You and me, and Santa can you hear me? by Plain White T's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I love blogging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-4958338361021870939?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/4958338361021870939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=4958338361021870939' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4958338361021870939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4958338361021870939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/08/fifteen-things-about-me.html' title='Fifteen Things about me'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-1727529814152707823</id><published>2009-08-16T21:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:50:18.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet little nothings</title><content type='html'>Lately I've been thinking that you have to enjoy the little nothings you come across in life.&lt;br /&gt;Like tonight for example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding home in the Honda Odyssey, with my mom in the car beside me, and me singing along to 'I feel bad' by Rascal Flatts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just being in that car with the music flowing all around me, hearing the words, and screaming the words back at the speakers, was just...awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, (this may make me sound like a geek-but hey, so what right? I probably am one anyways, lol)  this was better than any quote-on-quote "sick" ride at an amusement park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I get to do that kind of thing more often, just relax and let everything else fall into place.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight in the car was easy, natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope with the school year looming up ahead of me like the Grim Reaper, that life will slow down, and let me enjoy the little nothings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let me be me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading! (I promise to update FAITHFULLY from now on...or at least till I can't think of anything new to post, haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-1727529814152707823?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/1727529814152707823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=1727529814152707823' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/1727529814152707823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/1727529814152707823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/08/sweet-little-nothings.html' title='Sweet little nothings'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-5861045363656061226</id><published>2009-08-05T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:54:26.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I'm updating...</title><content type='html'>So this one time, I updated my blog...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-5861045363656061226?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/5861045363656061226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=5861045363656061226' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5861045363656061226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5861045363656061226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-im-updating.html' title='So, I&apos;m updating...'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-5162608781387229848</id><published>2009-07-26T21:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:42:12.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired...</title><content type='html'>This video inspired and uplifted me, and I pray that it will do the same for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video is a skit with no words. It's all about this girl who gets saved, is pulled away from the Lord by the world, and has to fight her way back to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please watch this video, it will inspire you, i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DcyheJ480LYA%26feature%3Dplayer_embedded&amp;amp;h=6773d3505a46c4a7810961875ea46e90" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" __untrusted="true"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cyheJ480LYA&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-5162608781387229848?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/5162608781387229848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=5162608781387229848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5162608781387229848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5162608781387229848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/07/inspired.html' title='Inspired...'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-8466526550133460025</id><published>2009-07-16T19:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T19:43:46.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One hundredth post</title><content type='html'>This post marks my one hundredth post on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should include some tidbit about myself....but that's not the way I do things on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next few weeks though, you'll see changes happening on my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new play list, some edits to the template...maybe a hit counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this will be seen within the next few weeks. And I shall snag Debbie to help me...}:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-8466526550133460025?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/8466526550133460025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=8466526550133460025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/8466526550133460025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/8466526550133460025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-hundredth-post.html' title='One hundredth post'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-4721574618309633445</id><published>2009-07-14T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T11:03:43.491-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just another one of those days'/><title type='text'>Just another one of those days/20 songs I like</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;'I had the world, but threw it all away. Yeah, it's just another one of those days.' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Plain White T's 'Cinderella Story' I realized how it probably should've been called, 'Another one of those days'. Because never once in that song does he say 'Cinderella Story'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird how artists can name their songs, but never say the title in the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of the name, 'Cinderella Story' is a new favorite song of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs I like: (not in any order of favorite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bring me to life, Evanescence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Reason, Hoobastank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Homecoming, Hey Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 6 months, Hey Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Jealousy, Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Wake me up when September ends, Green Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Cinderella, Chris Brown and Rhianna (Remix of Umbrella)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. March on, Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Misery, Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Christmas by the phone, Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Riot Girl, Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Predictable, Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Open Wounds, Skillet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Happy, Never Shout Never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You found me, The Fray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. 2 in the morning, New Kids on the block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Bad Day, Daniel Powter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. You and me, Plain white T's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Sorry, Blame it on me, Akon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If today was your last day, Nickelback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag: Debbie, Judi, and Avatar-fan :) Complete these lists and I'll be happy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-4721574618309633445?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/4721574618309633445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=4721574618309633445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4721574618309633445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4721574618309633445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-another-one-of-those-days20-songs.html' title='Just another one of those days/20 songs I like'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-5081666851810164916</id><published>2009-06-26T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T21:54:29.125-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screeching cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugggghhh'/><title type='text'>Screeching Cat-Lesson 1</title><content type='html'>My cell phone buzzes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The text reads, “Can you teach me guitar now?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly reply. “Sure, come on upstairs.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About five minutes later, the door swings open and there stands my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She takes a seat across from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hand her a guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister gapes at it. “This thing is huge!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shake my head. “It’s a little bigger than mine, but dad’s gives off a nicer sound. Plus, I popped one of the strings on mine.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister shakes her head. “Okay.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you remember the Emajor chord?” I ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Umm…no.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Okay,” I say patiently. “Then let’s start with the three E’s: The E, the Emajor, and the Eminor.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Umm…kay.” Sis says and scratches her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They’re all very simple and all sort of a like. They’re very easy to learn, and easy to switch between.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sounds good.” Sis says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, put your first finger on the G string.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis counts for a second. “Umm…could you tell me the strings again?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Alright. It’s EADGBe. To remember that it’s &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;ddie &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;te &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;ynamite &lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;ood &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;ye &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;ddie. You got that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yup!” Sis chirps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hand sis a guitar pick. “Now, here’s how you put your fingers.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fish a guitar chord picture, from the depths of my binder. “Here you are.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis looks at it and follows the directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and lean back on my legs, waiting to hear that perfect Emajor note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a deep breath, she begins strumming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And surely, at first, I'm convinced the screeching-cat noise I’m hearing can’t possibly have come from the precious guitar she’s holding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never, have I ever heard a noise quite like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stare at her positively baffled at how she can create such a noise out of such a beautiful instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, Sis stops playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis beams. “How was that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Umm….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know, I know. I strummed the strings a little hard, but don’t worry. You get to teach me all the tricks and tips.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She claps her hands together. “You get to tell me how to do each and every chord. We should practice again tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m aware that my mouth is hanging open. “Uhh….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Next chord? I got that one down.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swallow and take a big breath. “Alright, the next one is the Eminor. Just make the Emajor, and slide all your fingers down one string.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I make sure to lean way away from the guitar, and discreetly cover my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screeching-cat takes over the guitar as my sis strums her way through an hour of guitar practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis sticks fingers in mouth. “My fingers are burning.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, well. That’s what it takes to play the guitar.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis looks like she’s going to cry. “Are you serious?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, it only gets worse.” I say in a last attempt to get her to ditch the lessons.&lt;br /&gt;She frowns for a minute, then shrugs. “Hey, no pain, no gain.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s too busy examining her fingers as I let a groan slide through my clenched teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taught her again today. But then I made a rule (the smartest rule I ever made), that we only practice on Fridays and Saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she has to practice on her own throughout the week until Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'll bravely put on a smile and pretend like her noise isn't killing the guitar player inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will probably do that for the rest of my natural life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for another update about the Screeching Cat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-5081666851810164916?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/5081666851810164916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=5081666851810164916' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5081666851810164916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5081666851810164916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/06/screeching-cat-lesson-1.html' title='Screeching Cat-Lesson 1'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-5385071178857637169</id><published>2009-06-22T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:36:28.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not sure what I should update about.&lt;br /&gt;A website I'm on is messing up...not happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made two pairs of earrings today. One I call the 'Pink flintstones' earrings.&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much it. Sorry to bore you all, but that's all I really have to say in this blog post. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-5385071178857637169?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/5385071178857637169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=5385071178857637169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5385071178857637169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5385071178857637169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-sure-what-i-should-update-about.html' title=''/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-567664270825382473</id><published>2009-06-16T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T17:42:06.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hopes and dreams crushed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zebra cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><title type='text'>A real life play!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Me&lt;/a&gt;: (minding my own business) La-tee-da! Oh! I think I'll eat my frozen zebra cake now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Me&lt;/a&gt;: *opens the freezer door and stares in at the cold truth. My zebra cake is missing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Me&lt;/a&gt;: Who ate my zebra cake!? Mom! Did you eat my zebra cake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: I didn't touch your zebra cake. Maybe Judi or Debbie ate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Me&lt;/a&gt;: Debbie? Did you eat my zebra cake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie: There was a zebra cake in the freezer? Aww, man! If I had known that I would have eaten it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Me&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.judi-open-book.blogspot.com/"&gt;Judi&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.judi-open-book.blogspot.com/"&gt;Judi&lt;/a&gt;: Hold on a second!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar-fan: I umm...I ate that zebra cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: You ate the zebra cake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatar-fan: Judi told me it would be okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Me&lt;/a&gt;: *hopes crushed, dreams shattered*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fade out...into a cold no frozen zebra cake world....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-567664270825382473?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/567664270825382473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=567664270825382473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/567664270825382473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/567664270825382473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/06/real-life-play.html' title='A real life play!'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-7327508058836837258</id><published>2009-06-08T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T16:51:15.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things'/><title type='text'>Things you'll never hear</title><content type='html'>From your parents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5."Don't do today, what you can do tomorrow!"&lt;br /&gt;4. "Here, let &lt;em&gt;me &lt;/em&gt;do your homework."&lt;br /&gt;3. "You will not clean your room!"&lt;br /&gt;2."No, there will be none of this "saving for tomorrow"."&lt;br /&gt;1. "You are not allowed to share your candy with your sister!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;) just some thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-7327508058836837258?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/7327508058836837258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=7327508058836837258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7327508058836837258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7327508058836837258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-youll-never-hear.html' title='Things you&apos;ll never hear'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-7266397350349026954</id><published>2009-06-01T18:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:26:07.656-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accomplishments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things'/><title type='text'>Accomplishments thus far</title><content type='html'>Six months has come and gone in 2009, and these are the things I have accomplished:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Started two novels-and restarted a third.&lt;br /&gt;2. Watched Twilight&lt;br /&gt;3. Watched Madea's Class Reunion-and nearly died laughing!&lt;br /&gt;4. Went to the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can think of at this moment&lt;br /&gt;I'll close with this poem. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He’s noble&lt;br /&gt;And he’s mine&lt;br /&gt;He’s exiled&lt;br /&gt;But that’s fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s erratic&lt;br /&gt;And he’s humorous&lt;br /&gt;He’s forceful&lt;br /&gt;And resourceful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s detested&lt;br /&gt;But never been arrested&lt;br /&gt;He’s forgetful&lt;br /&gt;But not neglectful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s generous&lt;br /&gt;And he’s kind&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly&lt;br /&gt;He’s all mine!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-7266397350349026954?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/7266397350349026954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=7266397350349026954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7266397350349026954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7266397350349026954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/06/accomplishments-thus-far.html' title='Accomplishments thus far'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-6825895260779181150</id><published>2009-05-29T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T18:24:07.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog to blog, about blogging to blog-er or something like that :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Blogging just to blog &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is not really blogging, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But blogging just to blog, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is sort of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;So if I blog &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just to blog &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am i really blogging?&lt;br /&gt;Or blogging to blog about blogging to blog? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because if I blog, just to blog &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;About blogging to blog,&lt;br /&gt;Did i really blog? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or did I blog just to blog, about blogging to blog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really bored...&lt;br /&gt;Plus I hadn't updated in a week. (grins sheepishly) I promise to do better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-6825895260779181150?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/6825895260779181150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=6825895260779181150' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6825895260779181150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6825895260779181150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-to-blog-about-blogging-to-blog-er.html' title='Blog to blog, about blogging to blog-er or something like that :)'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-753728859246016686</id><published>2009-05-22T19:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:29:51.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck says Update</title><content type='html'>That's all Chuck had to say...so I am updating. Are you happy Chuck?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-753728859246016686?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/753728859246016686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=753728859246016686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/753728859246016686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/753728859246016686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/05/chuck-says-update.html' title='Chuck says Update'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-7244648030733494381</id><published>2009-05-14T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:58:15.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The following are short (short) stories that I wrote while listening to the following songs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll be in my Heart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don't listen to them." He said sitting down beside her. "They don't know anything." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She shook her head. "Kenny, what are we going to do? Our parents...they just..."&lt;br /&gt;"Don't understand." He finished. "Baby, I told you, we just have to stop listening to them." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But they're our parents. We can't just move out or something..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We'll figure it out." He said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"Show me the meaning of being lonely"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What are you talking about, Tom?" Abby asked him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm telling you, you have no idea what lonely feels like." He said and shook his head. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He pushed his hands into his front pockets. "You have no idea." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Show me." Abby said and stood up from the stool. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She crossed the room till she was next to him. "Show me." She repeated.&lt;br /&gt;"It's not something I can show you..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Then how am I ever supposed to know what lonely feels like?" Abby asked. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He shook his head. "You gotta figure it out..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"I heard you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I walked into the front doors and passed by a girl.&lt;br /&gt;She smiled at me, then turned back to her locker. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ms. "Ice-Queen" Candy Vortez walked down the hall in her new heels. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She clicked her way to my locker. "Hello, Tofu." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It's Topher." I said, not bothering to say anything else. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Whatever, so listen there's this party that I'm throwing tomorrow night, and I don't want you anywhere near my friends. So here's twenty bucks. Get yourself out of the house, and don't come back til there gone." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I rolled my eyes. "Okay, Candy." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Great!" She said. "Remember, I'll call you when the last of them file out." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I nodded. "Mhmm." I mumbled. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That girl looked up from her locker as Candy stalked away. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hey," She said. "Why did she say that to you?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm her step-brother." I said pulling away from my locker, and zipping up my jacket.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, sorry." She said and grimaced. "I can't imagine what it must be like to live with her." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You get used to it." I said and walked off down the hall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look on the right hand side of this post, there's a poll that you can vote for your favorite short (short) story. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-7244648030733494381?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/7244648030733494381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=7244648030733494381' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7244648030733494381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7244648030733494381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/05/following-are-short-short-stories-that.html' title=''/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-8901364253153327327</id><published>2009-05-10T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:21:09.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debbie&apos;s birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Debbie!!</title><content type='html'>You did one for me, now here's one for you on your special day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                                            &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgeZYCA__NI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7d0XeImupOI/s1600-h/debbie-edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334400921780616402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgeZYCA__NI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7d0XeImupOI/s320/debbie-edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-8901364253153327327?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/8901364253153327327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=8901364253153327327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/8901364253153327327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/8901364253153327327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-debbie.html' title='Happy Birthday Debbie!!'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgeZYCA__NI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7d0XeImupOI/s72-c/debbie-edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-2853577767255289570</id><published>2009-04-27T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T15:30:57.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Field of White Flowers</title><content type='html'>Okay, I have to update, and I guess that this is it. This is a short story that I came up with on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I started running down the stairs, and out the back door.&lt;br /&gt;The footsteps behind me, echoed off the new hardwood floor. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dashed across the yard, not daring to take a look at what was following me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lost my balance as my foot caught the end of a dog toy on the yard. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The toy went flying through the air, and I stumbled across the yard. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My lungs burned, sweat drenched my back, my muscles screamed in protest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But still I kept up the same pace. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My breath came short and raspy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A field of white flowers loomed into view. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I put my head down and kept running. I ran halfway through the white flower field, and prayed that the thing-whatever it was-was gone. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I turned around, and saw a...thing limping across the yard. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried to scream, but no noise came out.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to run, but my legs wouldn't move. They felt like jelly beneath me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My knees knocked together, I held my breath. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The thing stopped three feet before me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It raised a hand at me, in accusing sort of way. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The fight or flight response took over. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With a fresh bout of adrenaline running through me, I turned and started running again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ran past the barn, past the row of corn, past the few shops in our small town. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I caught the toe of my shoe on the end of a fence post, and fell down on the grass, skinning up my elbows on a few choice rocks. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I rolled onto my back, and the thing was over me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-2853577767255289570?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/2853577767255289570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=2853577767255289570' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2853577767255289570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2853577767255289570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/04/field-of-white-flowers.html' title='Field of White Flowers'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-7014621737858261903</id><published>2009-04-03T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:51:07.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bracelet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So...I'm not sure if I'm going to continue that poem saga between the two fictional people. :) (What!? I LIKE my reality!!) Anyways, as I was saying, I'm currently working on three novels...or four...no five. Well, counting the one I just started working on it's five. But if it's just the ones that I have been working on for a month, then it's...four or three. I don't know, forget it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was I saying? Ah yes! I'm currently working on several novels at the moment, so if I forget to update that's why. It's been almost a week I think since I updated my blog, but that's okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday Night Lights will be on in a few minutes...can't wait for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should probably be writing, but hey! It's a Friday!&lt;br /&gt;I did make this super-cute bracelet today! Here's a photo of it: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SdaupPU50eI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Pf9sRGJPIHU/s1600-h/bracelet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320632033296896482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SdaupPU50eI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Pf9sRGJPIHU/s320/bracelet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a really awesome bracelet, and it's lightweight, soo...anyways, I guess I will update when I'm not writing on my novel. Peace out dudes!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-7014621737858261903?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/7014621737858261903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=7014621737858261903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7014621737858261903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7014621737858261903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/04/so.html' title=''/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SdaupPU50eI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Pf9sRGJPIHU/s72-c/bracelet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-3484797012934178992</id><published>2009-03-27T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T16:30:00.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edward cullen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jacob'/><title type='text'>For the Jacob Fans</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I decided it would be a cool idea to write a poem to Edward in Jacob's perspective.&lt;br /&gt;So here it is. Enjoy all you Jacob fans! (even though Edward is my man and will win Bella over!! *insert evil laugh*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back at you Edward &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Edward,&lt;br /&gt;I'm hot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're cold &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bella loves you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's what, I've been told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the point I'm making &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that my heart really isn't breaking &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because Bella will come around &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And then she'll let you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, Bella will turn to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, she will you'll see &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She'll prove you all wrong &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;While I get to sing the happy song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll find somebody &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who's compassionate and kind. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah, who am I kidding? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go ahead, lose your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry I have to end this cruelly, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours truly, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jacob&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-3484797012934178992?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/3484797012934178992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=3484797012934178992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/3484797012934178992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/3484797012934178992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-jacob-fans.html' title='For the Jacob Fans'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-6760715518908573338</id><published>2009-03-20T20:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:32:54.961-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judi'/><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>As we all know, our beloved Twilight series is hitting the DVD's and movie rental stores tonight at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in honor of Twilight Judi and I have written a poem together to Jacob, from Edward's point of view. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laughing is encouraged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Letter to Jacob&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Jacob, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;You think you won? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I told you already&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;That this game is done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bella chose me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now you're mad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;All your wolf friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can hear that you're sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you fail to remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;That Bella loves me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did you think you had a chance? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poor naive Jacob, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;You totally lost this time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sincerely, Edward &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: She's mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/ScRfR2FysZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/kRs9k10f8pg/s1600-h/edward12.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315478220386251154" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/ScRfR2FysZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/kRs9k10f8pg/s320/edward12.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-6760715518908573338?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/6760715518908573338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=6760715518908573338' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6760715518908573338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6760715518908573338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/ScRfR2FysZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/kRs9k10f8pg/s72-c/edward12.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-2574306555964125414</id><published>2009-03-13T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:39:28.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fawm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Epic Fail</title><content type='html'>That's what my Fawm this year was. :) (For the person who thought of FAIL on flair, THANKS!! It gave me a blog topic :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of failures, here's a poem I wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you look in the mirror, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you see your reflection, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you truly see? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is you, or who you wanna be? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I stare at myself, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I don't like what I see. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is not who I am. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is not who I wanna be. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got to go now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your horn's honking like a wail. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got to get out of here, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got to bail. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because when I look in the mirror&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I can see is, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FAIL, FAIL, FAIL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-2574306555964125414?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/2574306555964125414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=2574306555964125414' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2574306555964125414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2574306555964125414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/03/epic-fail.html' title='Epic Fail'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-6284755312431869311</id><published>2009-02-27T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:30:38.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog post</title><content type='html'>Wow, I haven't updated in like forever.&lt;br /&gt;So, I caught the flu....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BLECK&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;That sucked...anyways, I figured a blog post was in order.&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been working on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fawm&lt;/span&gt; and with one day left, I have to write five songs.&lt;br /&gt;(Technically four and a half.) But I think I can do it, and I'll keep you updated as to what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-6284755312431869311?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/6284755312431869311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=6284755312431869311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6284755312431869311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6284755312431869311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-blog-post.html' title='New blog post'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-5287672797887574948</id><published>2009-02-17T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:49:59.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops</title><content type='html'>I haven't updated in eight days. :O. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So...I thought I should update.&lt;br /&gt;So here's a poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing here? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where have you been? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How is this fair? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You walked away...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today and yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I asked you to stay...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but you turned away. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of short but I'm still working on it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-5287672797887574948?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/5287672797887574948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=5287672797887574948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5287672797887574948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5287672797887574948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/02/oops.html' title='Oops'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-2386219770655842097</id><published>2009-02-09T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T11:41:50.498-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wanna be'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I wanna be the girl</title><content type='html'>I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;He gives the sweatshirt to, to wear.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who's heart he doesn't tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Whom he falls in love with.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who finds out, his love isn't a myth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Whom he loves unconditionally,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Whom he proposes to traditionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who he writes his songs about.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who, in his love, knows no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who makes him happy.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who is never unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who is his whole world.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who gets to say, "I'm &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who has his number.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl&lt;br /&gt;Who is his 'forever'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who makes him blush.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who is his crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who carries his heart.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who has the biggest part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who gets to be with him.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who he makes her heart brim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who gets to see that gorgeous grin.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Whom, to he whispers, 'You win.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who gets to kiss him goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who gets to hold him tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who is his favorite&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who gets to love him all day and all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be &lt;em&gt;his &lt;/em&gt;girl...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-2386219770655842097?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/2386219770655842097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=2386219770655842097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2386219770655842097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2386219770655842097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-wanna-be-girl.html' title='I wanna be the girl'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-8519140367788615389</id><published>2009-02-04T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:41:24.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>High of 75</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;And now I'm sunny with a High of 75,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since you took my heavy heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And made it light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's funny how you find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You enjoy your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're happy to be alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to my favorite radio station, Monday Night.&lt;br /&gt;And this song was picked as one of the top hits. I absolutely fell in love with this song because I think that the first part describes me a little. I find that I'm happier then I was before I got really close to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;And I...I just wish that I could find some way to write a song like this. Or a poem like this.&lt;br /&gt;That would mean everything to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-8519140367788615389?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/8519140367788615389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=8519140367788615389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/8519140367788615389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/8519140367788615389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/02/high-of-75.html' title='High of 75'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-2924811885624514995</id><published>2009-02-02T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T12:52:17.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 things</title><content type='html'>1. the Lord has given me an idea to start a business.&lt;br /&gt;2. The Lord has given me a talent with singing.&lt;br /&gt;3. I joined fawm this year.&lt;br /&gt;4. I enjoy song writing.&lt;br /&gt;5. I am currently working on a collection of songs.&lt;br /&gt;6. I am a texting addict.&lt;br /&gt;7. I enjoy singing loud-for all to hear. :)&lt;br /&gt;8. I want a digital camera for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;9. I enjoy hanging out at my youth group before the service starts.&lt;br /&gt;10. I don't get the big deal about Superbowl Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;11. I enjoy facebooking people. :)&lt;br /&gt;12. I like acting like a kid.&lt;br /&gt;13. I sing my favorite songs over, and over again.&lt;br /&gt;14. My favorite song right now is, 'Gone' by Toby Mac.&lt;br /&gt;15. I pull up multiple tabs when I get on the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;16. I am usually checking my email, listening to music, on facebook, yahoo messenger, on webkinz, and/or millsberry all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;17. I hate all the ads that on the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;18. I currently have no idea how to plan a business plan.&lt;br /&gt;19. I want a backpack.&lt;br /&gt;20. I like reading other peoples songs.&lt;br /&gt;21. I really dislike the meal, 'manwich.'.&lt;br /&gt;22. I was caught between 'manwich' and 'stroganoff.'&lt;br /&gt;23. I like sending flair to people.&lt;br /&gt;24. I like collecting flair.&lt;br /&gt;25. I don't like big muscley guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's 25 things you may or may not know about me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-2924811885624514995?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/2924811885624514995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=2924811885624514995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2924811885624514995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2924811885624514995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-things.html' title='25 things'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-4132762298902571756</id><published>2009-01-30T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T19:21:14.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I love the way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He makes me feel. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That this feeling is real.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He smiles at me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He calls me 'honey'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His soul is deep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He grins in his sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart skips a beat. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His glance makes me stare at my feet. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His grin is wild. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He acts like a child. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He loves me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He let's me be free. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's there for me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That he says, 'We' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He likes my friends. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That he says, 'My love knows, no ends.' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That when I cry,&lt;br /&gt;He's the one there, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To dry my eyes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-4132762298902571756?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/4132762298902571756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=4132762298902571756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4132762298902571756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4132762298902571756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-way.html' title='I love the way...'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-5920270210677849012</id><published>2009-01-28T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T11:23:25.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so I think this is a first.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a title for my blog post....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wrote another poem the other day and decided to post it.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this about someone who shalt not be mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He runs his fingers &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Through his hair, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And smiles, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A smile that doesn't care. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He grins at you, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And winks too. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He might smile, and wave. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But be careful...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because once you let him, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have your heart, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He'll take the biggest part. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That grin-like sneer, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stretches up his face, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you feel like, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know your place. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He'll grin at you, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then wink at the girl in blue. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because he doesn't care, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It just doesn't seem fair. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That everyone else, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Has their world work out for them,&lt;br /&gt;While you sit on the sidelines, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And bit your lip. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To keep from crying,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even just a little bit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-5920270210677849012?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/5920270210677849012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=5920270210677849012' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5920270210677849012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5920270210677849012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-so-i-think-this-is-first.html' title=''/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-5986863974618373446</id><published>2009-01-25T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:26:28.365-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>Wow...</title><content type='html'>Wow, I have reached (officially) 70 posts. (This marking the 70th.)&lt;br /&gt;Wow, now that's something I should probably think about....seventy posts.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's get back to the post shall we?&lt;br /&gt;Where was I? Oh yes! As you may have noticed that there is a poll on the side of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;That is just to gather information about the visitors to my blog. It's not TOTALLY random okay?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, thought I'd clear that up in a big hurry. :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so anyone who wants to vote, can vote.&lt;br /&gt;So, here's another one of my poems:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heavenly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, do you need my eyes? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To help you see through their lies? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, why do you do this to me? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why can't you just see?&lt;br /&gt;That I'm so lonely...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If maybe, maybe you could see, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That would be so...Heavenly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-5986863974618373446?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/5986863974618373446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=5986863974618373446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5986863974618373446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5986863974618373446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow.html' title='Wow...'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-6618923298244388719</id><published>2009-01-22T11:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T11:24:12.703-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>'Nother Poem</title><content type='html'>This is another totally random poem that I decided to post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I needed you...I still need you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why aren't you here? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why aren't you, my dear? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now it's like, I'm not your girlfriend anymore. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not your whole world anymore. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where does this leave us? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where do I go from here?&lt;br /&gt;I should have told you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To stay there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because, I'm finally getting better. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you're not helping your case, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By coming around,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because if I see you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My whole world will go down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-6618923298244388719?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/6618923298244388719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=6618923298244388719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6618923298244388719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6618923298244388719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/01/nother-poem.html' title='&apos;Nother Poem'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-4064336191537344116</id><published>2009-01-19T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:31:14.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A peek into my brilliant mind...</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I decided to give everyone a peek at my brilliant mind. :)&lt;br /&gt;Well...here's what's going on right now,&lt;br /&gt;I've been hearing some AWESOME songs right now.&lt;br /&gt;One minute I'm hearing, 'Lose it all' by Rush of Fools, the next minute, my fav song is, 'To bring you back' by Paul Alan.&lt;br /&gt;Man, I love that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, besides music...here's a poem I've constructed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm in love with you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't you see? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That you were a fool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to set me free? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I needed you, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you pushed me away, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now there's no way, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No way out, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And it all came about, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because you were too selfish...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To leave, so you caused me pain, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now who's to blame?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I created this in a document, I titled it, 'Totally random,' because it is...&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what I was thinking about...&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now...I am going to go...uhh...read I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-4064336191537344116?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/4064336191537344116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=4064336191537344116' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4064336191537344116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4064336191537344116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/01/peek-into-my-brilliant-mind.html' title='A peek into my brilliant mind...'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-364716425124998957</id><published>2009-01-12T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:34:54.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd still love him...</title><content type='html'>Okay! Here are the winners! Debbie won with: You know addicted to Twilight when you post a classified ad looking for a "dead, sparkly and cold" guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. The next winner is avatar-fan, who didn't leave a comment (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grr&lt;/span&gt;) but it still made me laugh when she said it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Her's&lt;/span&gt; was: You know you're addicted to Twilight when you tell your dad, 'This is my temporary Edward' :D&lt;br /&gt;I loved both of those two!!&lt;br /&gt;And now that I can procrastinate no longer, here is the reason behind the title of the blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd still love him...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; ran up the stairs, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And ran back down. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; put on big red shoes, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And acted like a clown. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'd still love him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; waved his arms all around &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And jumped up and down &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; screamed my name, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the pouring rain. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'd still love him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He could listen to loud rock music, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scream it in his car. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He could have an ego&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From here till the end of this diner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'd still love him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He could have hair so short, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That it was almost unseen. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or wild hair, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like neon green. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'd still love him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He could chew the ends of pencils, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And when he drew, he could use stencils. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He could chew like a horse when he ate, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He could show up to dinner, hours late.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'd still love him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-364716425124998957?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/364716425124998957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=364716425124998957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/364716425124998957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/364716425124998957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/01/id-still-love-him.html' title='I&apos;d still love him...'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-3618181634348236881</id><published>2009-01-09T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T19:52:46.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Twilight...</title><content type='html'>Okay, having finished the second book (and reading through almost four-hundred pages of all Jacob Black), I can officially say that I am addicted to Twilight...:D&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have a challenge for you guys...You Know you're addicted to Twilight when...&lt;br /&gt;Leave a comment!! The most original answer will get posted (and their name) on my blog the following blog post.&lt;br /&gt;Depending on how many days I keep this post up (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; weak when we talk going longer than a week before updating), I'm hoping to have more than one winner!&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who crosses my blog, come up with the most original answer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I hope you all come up with something, remember, You know you're addicted to Twilight when...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-3618181634348236881?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/3618181634348236881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=3618181634348236881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/3618181634348236881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/3618181634348236881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-twilight.html' title='More Twilight...'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-4884723628581564004</id><published>2009-01-08T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T10:24:25.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>Okay, so this week I read Twilight. And already it's my favorite book EVER! Anyways, I thought since the movie was coming out soon, I'd share some photo's with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SWZD3bCdOfI/AAAAAAAAAFA/DW7dE3rq0ww/s1600-h/edward4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288989431823153650" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SWZD3bCdOfI/AAAAAAAAAFA/DW7dE3rq0ww/s320/edward4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Edward Cullen. *squeals like a deranged fan girl*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SWZD2_tXs-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/zv3O9nOj0z4/s1600-h/edward3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288989424486953954" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SWZD2_tXs-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/zv3O9nOj0z4/s320/edward3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward in biology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SWZD0cqt5DI/AAAAAAAAAEw/z1te2KnIJ0g/s1600-h/Edward2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288989380720845874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SWZD0cqt5DI/AAAAAAAAAEw/z1te2KnIJ0g/s320/Edward2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the photo right before he saves her from the van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SWZD0VFbmQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/iP3cq2PjCPA/s1600-h/Edward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288989378685409538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SWZD0VFbmQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/iP3cq2PjCPA/s320/Edward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's just saved her. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SWZD38uJFHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8mfesXnuzw4/s1600-h/Edwardandvolvo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288989440864752754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SWZD38uJFHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8mfesXnuzw4/s320/Edwardandvolvo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh, and this is him and his shiny Volvo. ( ( :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so that's pretty much all I logged on to do. Was to say that I can't wait to see the movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know exactly when we're going to see it...but I hope it's soon. Maybe we'll rent it from a video store when it comes out on DVD. (Yeah, like any video stores in the world will have any copies left after 8:00 am.) Any who, Till next time everybody! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-4884723628581564004?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/4884723628581564004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=4884723628581564004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4884723628581564004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4884723628581564004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/01/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SWZD3bCdOfI/AAAAAAAAAFA/DW7dE3rq0ww/s72-c/edward4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-1267009249911250487</id><published>2009-01-02T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T09:34:30.691-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='template'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and me. Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new music'/><title type='text'>Hello World!</title><content type='html'>Hello World! There's a whole different feel on my blog this morning. Christian music, a Christian template...you guessed it! I've been doing the Bible challenge for only two days now, and already I can see more and more of what I've been overlooking before. :D&lt;br /&gt;So I hope you guys like the new template, the new music, and ultimately the new ME!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-1267009249911250487?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/1267009249911250487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=1267009249911250487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/1267009249911250487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/1267009249911250487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-world.html' title='Hello World!'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-1638261882296350309</id><published>2008-12-30T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T15:04:07.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Things I wish to do in 2009</title><content type='html'>The subject line says it all. Here goes my first stab:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Grow Closer to the Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Lose Weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Find the Jonas Brothers Album, 'It's about time' at a cheap price&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Collect One hundred matchbox cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Read through the Bible in a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Consume many sodas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Find the true meaning of 'joy'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Find my quiet place... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Write songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Write more songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Write poems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Write a novel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. See the American Flag in twenty-one different places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Get more free music downloads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Get an electric guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Buy all the Good Charlotte CD's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Get an new Mp3 player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Think of more things to accomplish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Remember when my stuff is due in school :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Find a charity to donate to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Hopefully keep my room clean. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, there are my twenty one things i wish to accomplish in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Now back to some other things...if only I &lt;em&gt;had &lt;/em&gt;some other things at the moment...hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'll stop now before I bore you all...oh wait! Too late. XD See? I can poke fun at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, have a happy New Year everybody!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-1638261882296350309?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/1638261882296350309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=1638261882296350309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/1638261882296350309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/1638261882296350309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/12/21-things-i-wish-to-do-in-2009.html' title='21 Things I wish to do in 2009'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-6944656896604824857</id><published>2008-12-27T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T17:10:26.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Okay, so here's an update for ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas I got three &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cd's&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CD&lt;/span&gt; player, some nail art, two notebooks, a pen, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jonas&lt;/span&gt; brothers book, and a cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this year was a great Christmas. :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I came up with a poem the other day...but now i can't remember it. Maybe next blog post, I'll remember. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-6944656896604824857?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/6944656896604824857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=6944656896604824857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6944656896604824857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6944656896604824857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/12/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-4183551144773601284</id><published>2008-12-20T11:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T11:16:55.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I apologize...</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I haven't updated in like FOREVER. But right now, I am like really, really excited about Christmas. It's only like four days away. :O I am soo happy!! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, where was I?&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, yesterday I managed to write two or three songs. I got a lot done yesterday actually...&lt;br /&gt;Our Christmas tree is packed full of presents! I can't wait! And today we bought our Christmas dinner stuff. Like the yams, the stuffing, and everything else that goes along with the dinner! Including the cranberry sauce and rolls!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'd better get off of here before I start jumping up and down like I used to do everytime Christmas time would roll around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-4183551144773601284?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/4183551144773601284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=4183551144773601284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4183551144773601284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4183551144773601284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-apologize.html' title='I apologize...'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-2490568032739655990</id><published>2008-12-09T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:51:05.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some random stuff</title><content type='html'>Okay, so already, I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;physched&lt;/span&gt; for Christmas. This Saturday I'm going to a play about Christmas or something or other. I'm really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;physched&lt;/span&gt; for it!&lt;br /&gt;I have a new poem that I'm going to put in the post later.&lt;br /&gt;But for now this will have to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top 10 Gifts for '08: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A cell phone&lt;br /&gt;2. An electric guitar&lt;br /&gt;3. 'Son of the Mob' book&lt;br /&gt;4. Candy-loads, and loads, and &lt;strong&gt;loads &lt;/strong&gt;of candy. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;5. Bottles of Coke and Pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;6. The two Narnia movies&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, next up is my poem.&lt;br /&gt;Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm stronger than this, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm stronger than that. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm stronger because, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of what you held back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have kept me safe, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For so very long.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And because of that, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now I am strong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please leave a comment.&lt;br /&gt;(Please only leave a nice comment. Positive feedback, or constructive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;criticism&lt;/span&gt; is greatly appreciated.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-2490568032739655990?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/2490568032739655990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=2490568032739655990' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2490568032739655990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2490568032739655990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-some-random-stuff.html' title='Just some random stuff'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-7339556180691467068</id><published>2008-12-08T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:18:15.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Stuff</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I have a new blog template, I have a new sidebar, and I have a new novel that is almost finished. (Minus some MAJOR editing.)&lt;br /&gt;I like my candy-cane background the best.&lt;br /&gt;BTW, is it okay to think of a New Years Resolution &lt;em&gt;before &lt;/em&gt;New Years?&lt;br /&gt;Because I've already thought of mine.&lt;br /&gt;I actually have a whole list of things I want to change this year. I might not end up doing any of them...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have a short poem for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is the king of kings, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Lord of everything, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is musical, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And he is powerful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-7339556180691467068?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/7339556180691467068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=7339556180691467068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7339556180691467068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7339556180691467068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-stuff.html' title='New Stuff'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-595734173556319878</id><published>2008-11-29T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T19:28:36.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry...</title><content type='html'>I hardly write two posts in one day, but I was tagged so here are my answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Favorite Holiday Shows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How the Grinch Stole Christmas&lt;br /&gt;2. Danny Phantom: The Fright Before Christmas (don't knock it till you watch it...then feel free)&lt;br /&gt;3. ...&lt;br /&gt;4. While you were sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I don't think that there are a whole lot of Christmas movies I can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Christmas Things I did Yesterday: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Watched 'How the Grinch Stole Christmas' (cartoon version)&lt;br /&gt;2. Sang Christmas Carols by myself&lt;br /&gt;3. Listened to Christmas music&lt;br /&gt;4. Looked at pictures of Christmas trees&lt;br /&gt;5. I think that's it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 things I look forward to at Christmas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Presents&lt;br /&gt;2. Gift wrapping (except when older sib's fight about how to wrap a gift)&lt;br /&gt;3. The cold weather&lt;br /&gt;4. Wearing my hoodie outside&lt;br /&gt;5. The Christmas feeling&lt;br /&gt;6. Unwrapping-call me crazy but I LOVE unwrapping gifts&lt;br /&gt;7. The Christmas Feast&lt;br /&gt;8. Watching 'How the Grinch Stole Christmas' a million times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Favorite Thing to eat at Christmas time: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cookies&lt;br /&gt;2. Candy&lt;br /&gt;3. Turkey&lt;br /&gt;4. Cranberry sauce&lt;br /&gt;5. Rolls-My Walmart sells these rolls that (i think) are to DIE FOR. I love those things.&lt;br /&gt;6. Yams&lt;br /&gt;7. Ham&lt;br /&gt;8. And of course-EGGNOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 things i pray for at Christmas: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. That more and more people will become saved.&lt;br /&gt;2. That the Lord, Almighty will help me behave my stupid self.&lt;br /&gt;3. For me to see the Lord's plan in my life&lt;br /&gt;4. If one door closes, another opens.&lt;br /&gt;5. For me not to eat anything from my stocking while 'rents aren't looking.&lt;br /&gt;6. For my friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;7. For me to make a difference to an unsaved person.&lt;br /&gt;8. Things to go smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag: &lt;a href="http://www.debsnotesonalife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Debbie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.extension26.blogspot.com/"&gt;avatar_fan&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.fuzziefriendchatter.blogspot.com/"&gt;zooyorkdancr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-595734173556319878?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/595734173556319878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=595734173556319878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/595734173556319878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/595734173556319878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/11/sorry.html' title='Sorry...'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-4112806237340768839</id><published>2008-11-29T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T18:58:19.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Poem</title><content type='html'>Okay, this is fresh. This is brand new.&lt;br /&gt;This is...ahh forget it. I came up with about two minutes ago and decided to update my blog with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need you to hold me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hold me tonight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need you to tell me, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell me that it's alright.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't want to fuss, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't want to fight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need you strength and wisdom tonight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time blogging world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-4112806237340768839?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/4112806237340768839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=4112806237340768839' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4112806237340768839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4112806237340768839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-poem_29.html' title='New Poem'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-4194659548204317417</id><published>2008-11-25T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T07:13:46.292-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time and effort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='six days left'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hint hint'/><title type='text'>NanoWriMo</title><content type='html'>Okay, so as of right now, I have 26,444. Which is okay, but...not great.&lt;br /&gt;CONSIDERING I ONLY HAVE A TOTAL OF SIX DAYS LEFT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me panic? Are you kidding. I don't panic.A&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I keep getting people, (who go by the name of Debbie)-hint, hint-telling me that I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;It's easy for them to say once they've dropped out of the running.&lt;br /&gt;Where was I?&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes!&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a poem this time because well, I've given all my time and effort toward NanoWriMo, so I have no energy left for poems or songs or anything worth my time.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I guess I'll have to post the day before NaNo ends.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! One more thing! You all should have a Happy Thanksgiving!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time blogging world!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-4194659548204317417?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/4194659548204317417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=4194659548204317417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4194659548204317417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4194659548204317417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/11/nanowrimo.html' title='NanoWriMo'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-7062654984518932631</id><published>2008-11-20T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T11:56:56.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Update</title><content type='html'>Okay, so as of today, I'm &lt;em&gt;supposed &lt;/em&gt;to be at...a lot more words than I have.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I have 18,999 which is awesome...but not enough.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta go. This has got to be the worlds shortest blog post or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-7062654984518932631?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/7062654984518932631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=7062654984518932631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7062654984518932631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7062654984518932631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-update.html' title='New Update'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-5934647490824195121</id><published>2008-11-17T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:45:23.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another blog post</title><content type='html'>Like the title says, just another blog post.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, my word count for NaNoWriMo is...DRUM ROLL PLEASE!!!! It's: 17,006.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that may not seem like a lot to all of you, but that's the farthest I've gotten yet.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, a new poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Protect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart I guard, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sword I wield, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I protect myself &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with this shield. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to where that came from, I'm in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next post!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-5934647490824195121?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/5934647490824195121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=5934647490824195121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5934647490824195121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5934647490824195121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-another-blog-post.html' title='Just another blog post'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-6399377643466151106</id><published>2008-11-14T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T14:39:02.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Poem</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I've had this poem written down for forever.&lt;br /&gt;I just never posted it.&lt;br /&gt;Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why did you leave me? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leave me here all alone? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why didn't you set me free?&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to my home? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now I'm longing for you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you long for me too?&lt;br /&gt;My head's spinning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In all different directions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do I know that what I said is true? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I do because I love you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, so far I haven't named the majority of my poems.&lt;br /&gt;And in NaNoWriMo I have 9,912 words.&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;I am very excited.&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I better get off of here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-6399377643466151106?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/6399377643466151106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=6399377643466151106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6399377643466151106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6399377643466151106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-poem.html' title='New Poem'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-5247551193509759197</id><published>2008-11-11T16:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T17:04:02.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Needed Update</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I needed to update soon. I feel like I haven't updated in forever.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so Sunday night, I was at my night youth service and a poem just came to me. I actually might make it part of a song later but for now it's a poem. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, how or where this came from is unknown to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once upon a time, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a town that had to rhyme, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There was this girl, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who knew this boy,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who was her world, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And though she knew she had to rhyme, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She said-just in time, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Who am I? To say, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That this is true, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I love you?' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-5247551193509759197?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/5247551193509759197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=5247551193509759197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5247551193509759197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5247551193509759197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/11/needed-update.html' title='Needed Update'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-5466746558272227337</id><published>2008-11-06T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T19:19:36.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>50th Post</title><content type='html'>Okay, so this is my 50th post. I am ecstatic. Anyways, here's the first page of my novel like I said I would in my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1…&lt;br /&gt;First day at this new school. I am not really sure what to think of it, all the guys are football players, basketball players, or baseball players.&lt;br /&gt;And all the girls are either cheerleaders or considered ‘geeks’ and ‘unpopular’.&lt;br /&gt;But what I really want to know, is this: What is popularity?&lt;br /&gt;Popular doesn’t mean that you hang out with the quote-on-quote, ‘cool’ kids. Popular-to me- means that you’re popular with the people that you hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;Popular-again to me- doesn’t mean that if you aren’t considered ‘cool’ by the ‘cool’ kids, then you aren’t cool. To me, it means that if you are popular among your friends, then you are popular to them and that’s all that should matter. If you’re happy with who you hang out with and who you are, then why does popularity matter so much in high schools? Why do the kids even bother coming to school anymore if they are so afraid of getting made fun of by the popular kids? Why don’t they just stay home?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will have to type more later. The class is about to begin.&lt;br /&gt;First class, and it’s ‘computer class’ as long as Mr. Pefretsky doesn’t see me typing in my document on my laptop, then I am home free and I can type more later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I sighed heavily and closed my password-protected document.&lt;br /&gt;I did not need to really password it since nobody ever used my laptop, but I did it just in case. You never know whose hands your laptop can fall into.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Mr. Pefretsky started talking.&lt;br /&gt;"Good morning class. Today, is one of our student’s very first days here. Please welcome, Noah. Please stand up for the class." Mr. Pefretsky said.&lt;br /&gt;I swallowed and slowly stood.&lt;br /&gt;There was a small round of applause.&lt;br /&gt;"Do you think you could share with the rest of the class, something about you?" He asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Umm…my name is Noah, and I might not be here for the rest of the school year." I sat back down.&lt;br /&gt;"Umm…Noah? Why don’t you think you will be with us?" He asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Because, me and my mom are always moving that I just when I make friends in a school, we have to leave. I already have so many IM friends that it’s pathetic." I said.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh," He took a pause. "Alright class, back to business. Today we are learning about the importance of backing up your personal data." He took a breath. "If you already know how to back up your personal data, please begin."&lt;br /&gt;I pulled up my computer history and started to back it up.&lt;br /&gt;"If you don’t know how, please form a neat line, with your laptops in hand, and I will show everyone of you." He said.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone filed up near Mr. Pefretsky’s desk.&lt;br /&gt;I swallowed hard, I was the only ‘nerd’ in this room.&lt;br /&gt;My computer beeped quietly letting me know it was backing up my history.&lt;br /&gt;I minimized the window and pulled up journal entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right now, I am backing up my personal data. Mr. Pefretsky is helping everyone else…I am the only one that knows how to back up the personal data on the computer…&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, I am gonna put it all on a CD-ROM that way, I will always have it. I am supposed to give one to Mr. Pefretsky too.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please comment...if you find at one point he's called 'Noah' and at another is, 'Jackson'&lt;br /&gt;it's because at first I named him Jackson but his name is Noah.&lt;br /&gt;Please comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-5466746558272227337?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/5466746558272227337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=5466746558272227337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5466746558272227337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5466746558272227337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/11/50th-post.html' title='50th Post'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-7180396304109169680</id><published>2008-11-05T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:26:07.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deepest Apologises</title><content type='html'>Okay, my deepest apologises are because I haven't posted in forever...&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so far I have been working so hard to finish my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NaNo&lt;/span&gt; novel before the deadline.&lt;br /&gt;I know what you are thinking, 'Dude it's only the fifth. Chill...' But if I relax then I won't meet the deadline...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, Debbie tells me that about the week before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NaNo&lt;/span&gt; ends that I will get an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;adrenaline&lt;/span&gt; rush and be able to run on it for days. I don't know if I believe her or not.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, consider this a gift to all the blogging world because I have decided to post and take my time and energy away from my novel to post so all of the world can see.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways though...where was I?&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NaNo&lt;/span&gt;. Believe it or not, I have stopped writing on my other two novels. (Just as I had predicted I would...)&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will have to write that one after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NaNo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, next post I will probably include part of my novel.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I got this email from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;NaNo&lt;/span&gt; today. It was from a big-name author.&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ecstatic&lt;/span&gt; when I read it.&lt;br /&gt;It was their weekly pep talk. Mine was from Jonathan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Strode&lt;/span&gt;. I think that's how you spell his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-7180396304109169680?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/7180396304109169680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=7180396304109169680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7180396304109169680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7180396304109169680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/11/deepest-apologises.html' title='Deepest Apologises'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-76115899813992525</id><published>2008-11-03T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T05:15:49.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Survey</title><content type='html'>Hey blogging world!! I thought of a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;survey&lt;/span&gt; the other day. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My favorite song right now is: The Day that I die by Good Charlotte or I heard you by Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;2. The present I want the most is: An electric guitar&lt;br /&gt;3. Something that made me happy today was: Listening to Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;4. What I enjoy the most is: My family...or music :P&lt;br /&gt;5. My least favorite song is: I don't really have any songs that I dislike...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag: Judi, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;avatarfan&lt;/span&gt;, Debbie and Magnolia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-76115899813992525?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/76115899813992525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=76115899813992525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/76115899813992525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/76115899813992525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-survey.html' title='New Survey'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-6484040492519189754</id><published>2008-10-31T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T06:14:37.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Hallelujah it's Halloween!! I thought this day would never come! It's not that I like the whole dressing up thing. It's that I love the fact that day will be out of the way tomorrow, and that'll bring us one step closer to Christmas. Which is my favorite holiday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I had a poem I wrote yesterday so here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The future of the driven, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is long since determined&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Way long before &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They set foot &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Through that college door...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know exactly where that came from, it was just in my head last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-6484040492519189754?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/6484040492519189754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=6484040492519189754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6484040492519189754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6484040492519189754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-6294149004474360674</id><published>2008-10-29T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T06:13:25.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashamed...yet again</title><content type='html'>I skipped a day. Like I would say if this happened in poker, 'I FOLD!!'. So basically I quit.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways though, I am soo physched for Halloween in two days. I don't really know why I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;physched&lt;/span&gt;. I guess it's because of all the goodies my mom bought for Halloween. We're talking three types of cookies, brownies and candy. :P&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, where was? Oh yeah! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NanoWrimo&lt;/span&gt; is in two days. I don't know what I'm gonna do, what with my website, my other two novels and some other stuff I gotta do all day. Plus I gotta add in whenever we might go out somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til Next Time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-6294149004474360674?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/6294149004474360674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=6294149004474360674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6294149004474360674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6294149004474360674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/10/ashamedyet-again.html' title='Ashamed...yet again'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-6899460985048104678</id><published>2008-10-27T06:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T06:09:52.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Again...Ashamed</title><content type='html'>I didn't follow the rules again. :"&gt; I'm ashamed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's basically all I logged onto say, but I guess I could say a little more....&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, I'm going to change my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;imood&lt;/span&gt; in a few minutes....:D Sorry for a minute there I gave my smiley face two sets of eyeballs. :D He looked like this= ::D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;, anyways, Halloween is coming up soon. :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I don't know why I am excited about that holiday. Maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;there'll&lt;/span&gt; be cookies involved. Every Fat Kid's dream. (sorry a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Spongebob&lt;/span&gt; humor. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til Next Time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-6899460985048104678?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/6899460985048104678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=6899460985048104678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6899460985048104678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6899460985048104678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/10/againashamed.html' title='Again...Ashamed'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-7517657430412280240</id><published>2008-10-24T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T05:55:15.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drew Seeley</title><content type='html'>Okay, here's the basic main gist I'm getting at, Drew Seeley, is my new favorite actor right now (not mention singer and dancer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have included a picture for all of you to gawk at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SQHET6-X6uI/AAAAAAAAAEY/sTcphNiiDPk/s1600-h/Drew+Seeley2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260701686272879330" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SQHET6-X6uI/AAAAAAAAAEY/sTcphNiiDPk/s320/Drew+Seeley2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so awesome! This photo was taken for a photo shoot in the early summer of 2008. Also, did you guys know that he's 26 years old?&lt;br /&gt;Because I was shocked and appalled at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, if anyone can find his CD anywhere (besides eBay) please tell me. Note: His CD is not 'Another Cinderella Story'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually here are a few songs of his that I love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Just that Girl&lt;br /&gt;2. Hello and Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;3. Truly Loved (How it feels)&lt;br /&gt;4. You'll be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll be home for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all the songs I can access on the Internet, stupid Internet. Anyway if any of you has noticed my imood on the side has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til Next Time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-7517657430412280240?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/7517657430412280240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=7517657430412280240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7517657430412280240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7517657430412280240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/10/drew-seeley.html' title='Drew Seeley'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SQHET6-X6uI/AAAAAAAAAEY/sTcphNiiDPk/s72-c/Drew+Seeley2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-2544301256206097594</id><published>2008-10-23T08:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T08:05:35.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Novels</title><content type='html'>Okay, so listen to this, Judi wants me to join NanoWrimo. And I was going to but...&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I will then be writing three novels at once. I can handle two but &lt;em&gt;three&lt;/em&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway's, I thought I'd end it with a cool poem of my very own:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you ever realize, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That if you'd look through my eyes &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That you'd see a whole new world &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And never again would you judge this girl...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah okay, so that came out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til Next time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-2544301256206097594?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/2544301256206097594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=2544301256206097594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2544301256206097594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2544301256206097594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/10/novels.html' title='Novels'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-7074271435455708810</id><published>2008-10-22T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:11:46.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm ashamed...</title><content type='html'>Yeah okay, so I haven't been following all the rules to that 'Blog 7 days straight' thing. I am ashamed. I think I am going to set my imood account to read Ashamed. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I guess I am gonna cut this post short a little.&lt;br /&gt;But just umm...keep blogging I guess? Okay, one more thing, I need you guys to pray about a situation I am going through with a friend. The person is having a real tough time admitting that he has a problem.&lt;br /&gt;But no worry, God will help him through this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til Next time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-7074271435455708810?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/7074271435455708810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=7074271435455708810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7074271435455708810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7074271435455708810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-ashamed.html' title='I&apos;m ashamed...'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-1125428158304896713</id><published>2008-10-20T06:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T06:04:53.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so remember when I said, 'me and some other bloggers are going to post 7 days straight'?&lt;br /&gt;Well....me and someone else remembered Saturday. But two of them didn't remember Saturday. Then, on Sunday, I forgot and so did two others so only one updated....so we are starting over.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I'll say more tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-1125428158304896713?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/1125428158304896713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=1125428158304896713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/1125428158304896713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/1125428158304896713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/10/starting.html' title='Starting'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-3148430229565820272</id><published>2008-10-18T11:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:05:02.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new posts...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy thoughts'/><title type='text'>New Post's</title><content type='html'>I have taken up a something with some of my fellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;. We're supposed to blog for seven days straight starting today. So I thought that I would start it off by saying that I have updated my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;imood&lt;/span&gt; and it should appear on my blog. Second of all, Thursday at my local &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;*Mart I bought the CD, 'Another Cinderella Story'. I put it on my mp3 player and listened to it all day yesterday. :D Happy thoughts, let's keep 'em coming. Okay, more happy thoughts, more happy thoughts...I am working on the first Chapter of my fourth novel, while working on the fourth/third chapter of my third novel. Okay...I think that's all I gotta say right now, except for the fact that people are breathing down my neck to share the computer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;avatarfan&lt;/span&gt;, Debbie, and Judi, remember to update your blogs. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I wrote a short song about Nick Jonas. :D I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; weird. :D (Debbie or Judi don't say anything mean following that. :D :D Because quite frankly I am happy and there's nothing you can do about it. So buzz off. :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-3148430229565820272?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/3148430229565820272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=3148430229565820272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/3148430229565820272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/3148430229565820272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-posts.html' title='New Post&apos;s'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-7498756814097304999</id><published>2008-10-15T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T09:59:57.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imood'/><title type='text'>imood</title><content type='html'>I got an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;imood&lt;/span&gt; account. Now, underneath my 'about me' gadget, it displays how I'm feeling. Currently I'm feeling achy. Twister. Need I say more? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Anyway's&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;uhh&lt;/span&gt;...why don't I end this post with a poem? Since I haven't updated in sixty-eight years. (Sorry, a little Madagascar movie humor.)&lt;br /&gt;So here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday, I passed you on the street&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And as I thought of you, I thought, "My life is sweet." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This past year, I had the best boyfriend in my high school class &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He was the star of the football team,&lt;br /&gt;And the star of my life &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; was like a dream... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea where that came from. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-7498756814097304999?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/7498756814097304999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=7498756814097304999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7498756814097304999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7498756814097304999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/10/imood.html' title='imood'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-1490606246872662450</id><published>2008-10-08T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T18:51:28.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things</title><content type='html'>Okay, this is something I have wanted to do in a long time. I thought to myself why not do it on my blog right?&lt;br /&gt;Okay here it is things you may or may not know about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am completely and totally addicted to the Rubik's Cube&lt;br /&gt;2. I totally wanted Avatar: The Last Airbender to make a fourth season.&lt;br /&gt;3. I can't go to sleep at night unless I have just brushed my teeth&lt;br /&gt;4. I can't go to sleep at night unless I am sleeping on three pillows&lt;br /&gt;5. I can't play the song, 'Sweet Home Alabama' on the guitar yet.&lt;br /&gt;6. Finally my 'Sweet home Alabama' on the guitar quit sounding like the country version of the wedding march.&lt;br /&gt;7. I want to watch the Harry Potter movies.&lt;br /&gt;8. I love to IM&lt;br /&gt;9. I love to write songs.&lt;br /&gt;10. My favorite singer right now is, Drew Seeley.&lt;br /&gt;11. My fav song right now is, "New Classic" by (surprise, surprise) Drew Seeley and Selena Gomez :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll add them as I get 'em.&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time fellow bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing: I tag: Judi, Debbie, avatarfan, lydia_rule, zooyorkdancr, and magnolia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll please fill out this :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-1490606246872662450?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/1490606246872662450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=1490606246872662450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/1490606246872662450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/1490606246872662450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-things.html' title='Some things'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-6644473486092151254</id><published>2008-10-04T08:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T09:06:12.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This week</title><content type='html'>Okay, I thought that maybe I should update.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody thinks that some of the songs I listen to are sad. It's okay for a singer to sing about stuff that actually happened to them. Right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, last night I saw the movie 'Another Cinderella Story'. It was totally copying 'A Cinderella Story', but the dance moves and the songs were awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Actually right now I am listening to one of the songs from Another Cinderella Story. It's called, 'New Classic' by Selena Gomez and Drew Seeley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently working on my third novel. (Not that I actually finished my other two, but this is the third...or is the fourth? I forget easily.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am tied up with that this week. I actually started working on the fourth chapter before the first. The first chapter is always the hardest for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I should go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-6644473486092151254?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/6644473486092151254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=6644473486092151254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6644473486092151254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/6644473486092151254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-week.html' title='This week'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-4147066008718947525</id><published>2008-09-29T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:36:50.635-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Songs</title><content type='html'>I think in the past I have talked about songs and junk, but this time it's about some of my favorite songs, and some I can't stand. &lt;br /&gt;Right now my top seven favorite songs of all time are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Remember by Ember from the Danny Phantom soundtrack. (I know what you're thinking, but it has an awesome beat and some pretty good lyrics :D)&lt;br /&gt;2. Something Else by Good Charlotte (Thought I might add the fact the actual name of the song is Something Else. Most people don't know this. :D)&lt;br /&gt;3. Emotionless by Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;4. Wounded by Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;5. Goodbye by Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;6. Burnin' Up by Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;7. Video Girl by Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;8. Story of a Girl by 3 Doors Down&lt;br /&gt;9. Hey Juliet by LMNT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now some songs I can't stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. GNO by Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;2. Anything by Metro Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I don't really think that there are a whole lot of songs I hate right now, oh I just thought of another artist I can't stand: Alan Jackson &gt;:P I can't stand him for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-4147066008718947525?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/4147066008718947525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=4147066008718947525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4147066008718947525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4147066008718947525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/09/songs.html' title='Songs'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-2853510095445785238</id><published>2008-09-28T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T10:48:03.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update...</title><content type='html'>I haven't updated in almost a week. I don't know where I have been lately. :-&gt; Anyways, on Wednesday, I went back to my guitar class and got, yes another, guitar chord. I now know three chords. (Actually I know 7 chords, but I'm taking this class to make sure that I got it right :D)&lt;br /&gt;Here's a poem I wrote not too long ago. Don't ask me, I don't know where I got this from. But here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Popularity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perfect Cheerleaders, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faceless Jocks, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They say, "Popularity rocks." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then there's me, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at the bottom, what luck &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I say, "Popularity sucks." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-2853510095445785238?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/2853510095445785238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=2853510095445785238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2853510095445785238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2853510095445785238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/09/update_28.html' title='Update...'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-4470543655388789072</id><published>2008-09-22T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:28:26.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty Wishes</title><content type='html'>Hey, I saw somebody else do this, and I decided I would too...&lt;br /&gt;So here are my twenty wishes in this lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To play guitar&lt;br /&gt;2. To get an electric guitar&lt;br /&gt;3. To meet my 'sister' in New York&lt;br /&gt;4. To collect 100 matchbox cars before the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;5. Go to a Good Charlotte concert.&lt;br /&gt;6. Meet Nick Jonas&lt;br /&gt;7. Get a digital camera&lt;br /&gt;8. Ride a motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;9. Become a singer&lt;br /&gt;10. Become an actress&lt;br /&gt;11. Be bold&lt;br /&gt;12. Be daring&lt;br /&gt;13. Have a great Christmas this year&lt;br /&gt;14. Make it through high school alive&lt;br /&gt;15. Get an Ipod&lt;br /&gt;16. Find life's external truths&lt;br /&gt;17. Look inward&lt;br /&gt;18. Consume many Big Mac's from my local McDonald's :D&lt;br /&gt;19. Go to a spa&lt;br /&gt;And last but definitely not least on my list...&lt;br /&gt;20. Fall in love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's it for my post today....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-4470543655388789072?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/4470543655388789072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=4470543655388789072' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4470543655388789072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4470543655388789072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/09/twenty-wishes.html' title='Twenty Wishes'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-1996806565679039151</id><published>2008-09-18T16:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T16:23:31.558-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Charlotte'/><title type='text'>Should've updated...</title><content type='html'>I'm always forgetting to update. I now have two chords to practice on the guitar, it's amazing. I can do the first part of Sweet Home Alabama. That's the song he's teaching us.&lt;br /&gt;My fingers get red every time I try to play the guitar. I'm not sure if that's good or bad. But now I can practice the guitar without my fingers hurting. They used to, because I was just getting used to it, but now I can play without a problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, earlier today I heard 'Something Else' by Good Charlotte. :D Those lyrics are awesome. And the way he sings them and lines up with the music..:D He's a great singer.&lt;br /&gt;I really like him. (Joel Madden for those of you who have no idea who the lead vocalist of Good Charlotte is...)&lt;br /&gt;And I would also like to bore you with this simple fact. I have changed my opinion on whether I wanted to be an actress or not. The answer is, Yes I want to be an actress, but maybe as a side job. I know that I want to sing because words and music come so easily to me.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so maybe I can't read music yet, or write it for that matter. But the rhythms and the beats and everything else is easy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of lyrics to a song and I have to write them down, otherwise within 5 seconds my mind will be on something else and I develop new lyrics and the old ones will be lost forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please comment on the comments page!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-1996806565679039151?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/1996806565679039151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=1996806565679039151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/1996806565679039151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/1996806565679039151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/09/shouldve-updated.html' title='Should&apos;ve updated...'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-8305252207481323515</id><published>2008-09-14T16:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T16:25:58.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>Things about me...</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I normally post only once a day but I have been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;So here are my answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you like blue cheese? Can we say 'EWWW'?&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever smoked a cigarette: Depends...who's asking? :D&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you own a gun? I'll never tell 'ya coppers!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;4. What flavor do you add to your drink at sonic? Uhh...well I've never tried one before.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? YES&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you think of hot dogs? EWW had 'em &lt;em&gt;wayy &lt;/em&gt;too often.&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite Christmas movie? 'Waiting for the snow...' (I think that was the name of the movie.. :"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Coffee...my mom thinks, "Way too much caffeine." I'm like, 'Bring it on!' :D&lt;br /&gt;9. Can you do push ups? Are you insinuating something punk!?&lt;br /&gt;10. What's your favorite piece of jewelry? A ring on my left hand (no I'm not married...)&lt;br /&gt;11. Favorite hobby? Listening to my music that my sis claims is "unGodly"&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you have A.D.D.? No clue what that is&lt;br /&gt;13. What's one trait you hate about yourself? The way that when I'm around people I don't really know I don't really stand up for myself.&lt;br /&gt;14. Middle name? Rosalie ;)&lt;br /&gt;15. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment: I'm thinking about the crucial fact that I am never going to get an electric guitar, the fact that I am NEVER going to get a cell phone, and what that guy said to me at church today. :C&lt;br /&gt;16. Name 3 things you bought yesterday? Do I look like I have money?&lt;br /&gt;17. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink? Pepsi, Pepsi, PEPSI!! Did I mention Pepsi? XD&lt;br /&gt;18. Current worry? It's a secret...&lt;br /&gt;19. Current hate right now? When people don't dish things out fairly&lt;br /&gt;20. Favorite place to be? My room&lt;br /&gt;22. Where would you like to go? Italy&lt;br /&gt;23. Name three people who will complete this? ripstik14, lydia_rule, and Sister Warrior&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you own slippers? yeah&lt;br /&gt;25. What shirt are you wearing? A black T that says, "All Stressed out and No one to choke!" It fit for today&lt;br /&gt;26. What year would you go back in time to? No way would I leave the world of technology!!&lt;br /&gt;27. Can you whistle? Yes&lt;br /&gt;28. Favorite color? black, white, hot pink, yellow, basically all the colors&lt;br /&gt;29. Would you be a pirate? Depends how big is the Boote?&lt;br /&gt;30. What songs do you sing in the shower? All Black by Good Charlotte, Something Else by Good Charlotte (Something else is the actual name of the song.)&lt;br /&gt;31. Favorite girl's name? Jade&lt;br /&gt;32. Favorite boy's name? JT, Joel, and Jesse&lt;br /&gt;33. What's in your pocket right now? A drawing that shouldn't have left my house with me this morning.&lt;br /&gt;34. Last thing that made you laugh? I laugh alot. Last thing...something my friend told me.&lt;br /&gt;35. Worst injury you've ever had? Falling from a car or getting the skin scraped from the back of my hand on the converbelt at a grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you have a crush on someone? Depends...is my &lt;em&gt;mom &lt;/em&gt;gonna read this post?&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you love where you live? No&lt;br /&gt;38. How many TVs do you have in your house? Three&lt;br /&gt;39. Who is your loudest friend? Josh or Sam from my youth group&lt;br /&gt;40. How many dogs do you have? one&lt;br /&gt;41. Does someone have a crush on you? I don't think so. Someone once told me that she thought some guy had a crush on me but I doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;42. What is your favorite book(s)? Chronicles of Narnia&lt;br /&gt;43. What is your favorite candy? Skittles or Now and Laters&lt;br /&gt;44. Favorite Sports Team? Red Sox&lt;br /&gt;45. Your favorite meal? PIZZA&lt;br /&gt;46. What were you doing 12 AM last night? Listening to Good Charlotte and throwing my head against the keyboard&lt;br /&gt;47. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up? Food? WHERE?&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you have any odd habits? Thinking that maybe I am in a haze, like where I am doesn't matter and that I am but a small blade of grass on God's thumb&lt;br /&gt;I tag: lydia_rule, ripstik14, and Sister Warrior&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all the questions I was supposed to fill out. Please leave what you think on my comments page!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-8305252207481323515?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/8305252207481323515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=8305252207481323515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/8305252207481323515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/8305252207481323515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-about-me.html' title='Things about me...'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-8125740629724987926</id><published>2008-09-14T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T12:00:28.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I forgot to update yesterday. :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so my guitar class is on Wednesday. I am super excited for that. Another thing, who is your favorite band? Mine so far is Good Charlotte, right now I am listening to them. They rock!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I can't wait for my guitar class on Wednesday. I can't wait 'til I can play all my favorite songs on the acoustic guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want an electric guitar for Christmas. Apparently I am not going to get that either... :C&lt;br /&gt;I'll just have to beg. :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I will have to go now but I will try to update tomorrow. If not then... See ya next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-8125740629724987926?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/8125740629724987926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=8125740629724987926' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/8125740629724987926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/8125740629724987926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/09/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-2946928382579573699</id><published>2008-09-12T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T09:20:38.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some stuff to share</title><content type='html'>Okay, so number 1, I think you all know that I changed my blog template. My mom said that it was "hard on the eyes". I think she was lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, yesterday I got my glasses!! They are purple, and did anyone know that dogs have single hairs? That it's not all clumped together? Weird right?&lt;br /&gt;The other day it dawned on me that I am not getting a cell phone no matter how many times I beg.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently my parent's cell phone bill will sky rocket.&lt;br /&gt;So I wrote a little ditty about it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All I want for Christmas is a black cell phone, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One with pretty buttons and some cool ringtones &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes all I want is a cool new phone, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red, White, or Black &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom take out a loan &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes that's all I want for Christmas, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not asking for much. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just a cell phone that I can stare at and touch&lt;br /&gt;Yes all I want for Christmas is a black, cell phone!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-2946928382579573699?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/2946928382579573699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=2946928382579573699' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2946928382579573699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2946928382579573699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-stuff-to-share.html' title='Some stuff to share'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-4175218078191067665</id><published>2008-09-11T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T13:57:47.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought I should update</title><content type='html'>Hi ya blogging world!! Okay, so I'm listening to Good Charlotte right now. :D Love this band BTW, (hint hint mom) :D&lt;br /&gt;Actually this band is one that I couldn't live without. The song I'm listening to right now is 'All black'.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to access the lyrics look 'em up on lyricsmania.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I don't know if anyone has stayed up to date on Hurricane Ike but it's hitting Texas. :(&lt;br /&gt;That's not very good for the people that live in Texas. Actually I heard that Hurricane Ike is now classified as a category 3 or 4 hurricane.  I also heard that now it's officially worse than hurricane Katrina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just keep Texas in your prayers. I hope nothing too bad happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of another poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No color in the world&lt;br /&gt;Darkness swirls&lt;br /&gt;No freedom in this world&lt;br /&gt;Lonliness swirls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I thought of that one&lt;br /&gt;It just came to me last night...like in a haze... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-4175218078191067665?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/4175218078191067665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=4175218078191067665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4175218078191067665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4175218078191067665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/09/thought-i-should-update.html' title='Thought I should update'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-220637744893538427</id><published>2008-09-08T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:24:10.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle names'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Middle Name's</title><content type='html'>Okay, so here it is: my middle name is 'Rosalie' and it means: A form of 'Rosalind'. Yeah, so I looked that one up too, and that one means: 'Fair rose'.&lt;br /&gt;:O. I'm like, what? What on earth does my name &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;mean? I guess I'll never know...&lt;br /&gt;In the comments page, feel free to put the meaning of your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I thought maybe I should update, so I decided to post a poem I had written a little while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  Leaving&lt;br /&gt;                                                      Cars all ready&lt;br /&gt;                                                      Bags are packed&lt;br /&gt;                                                     Let's hit the gas&lt;br /&gt;                                                      And don't look back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time I guess.&lt;br /&gt;(hopefully the next time I update I'll have my glasses :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-220637744893538427?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/220637744893538427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=220637744893538427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/220637744893538427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/220637744893538427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/09/middle-names.html' title='Middle Name&apos;s'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-4591813828477657522</id><published>2008-09-07T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:17:33.227-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earrings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songwriting'/><title type='text'>Just something random and totally out of the blue</title><content type='html'>I have good news. I made my 39th pair of earrings today :D I am very happy about that. Maybe later, I'll take pics of all my earrings and post them on my blog, =D&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I couldn't go to church this week because my mom said that I need to be able to &lt;em&gt;see &lt;/em&gt;before I go to church... :C I wasn't too happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But onto a cheerier note, I have become a songwriter. :D No, not professionally, but I have been writing a lot of songs lately. I have to have written at least ten-twenty full songs and at least fourty-fifty song clippings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not wait 'til my guitar class on Wednesday, (if you'll look at my older posts, you'll see that the guitar class was cancelled last week... :C)&lt;br /&gt;At least I'll get to learn guitar...one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'd better get off here before I write too long like I did on my last post...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-4591813828477657522?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/4591813828477657522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=4591813828477657522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4591813828477657522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4591813828477657522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-something-random-and-totally-out.html' title='Just something random and totally out of the blue'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-1351029230679003164</id><published>2008-09-05T09:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T10:00:02.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just something to bore you guys with...</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I have some more info on the whole eyedoctor thing.&lt;br /&gt;The eyedoctor(BTW, probably deserves a tip after dealing with me..:"&gt;), showed me a chart and said, 'Tell me what that last row is.'&lt;br /&gt;And I stared really hard at it, and all of a sudden I hollered out, "It looks like the top of the gates of Graceland!"&lt;br /&gt;She looked at the photo then back at me and wheeled a little machine in front of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;She put it in front of me and said, "Okay, how about now?"&lt;br /&gt;I said. "Oh that's an M, not the gates of Graceland."&lt;br /&gt;She laughed and said, "Well, your eyes play tricks on you like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I mean it was kind of funny, but not really...&lt;br /&gt;I got to pick out two pairs of glasses.  One is a pair that I don't really like, but those are my backup pair just in case.&lt;br /&gt;They have flimsy backs. So one quick sit on and they'll never sit right again. XD, not that I'm going to sit on them...don't worry mom. (I'll wait a couple of months first. XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my second pair is purple, and I really like those, when she put that machine in front of my eyes everything became sharp and clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so, she said that my eyes had gotten really bad, really fast.&lt;br /&gt;If you guys noticed I changed my display name, so if I comment on your blogs, that's probably why my display name will have changed.&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-1351029230679003164?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/1351029230679003164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=1351029230679003164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/1351029230679003164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/1351029230679003164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-something-to-bore-you-guys-with_05.html' title='Just something to bore you guys with...'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-5628684078328276988</id><published>2008-09-03T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:07:24.724-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonas Brothers CD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyedoctor'/><title type='text'>Guitar Class/Emotions/CD/Changes</title><content type='html'>For starters, today is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;quadruple&lt;/span&gt; (four) topic (just look at the title)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so here we are, I arrive to my guitar class at 3:50. The class doesn't start 'til 4:00, so we wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We get news that the teacher is running a little late, so we wait some more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then a few minutes later (4:06 to be exact) and the woman tells us that he can't show up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:( I am not too happy about that..:(( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on to a happier note, tomorrow I am going to the eye doctor. :D&lt;br /&gt;1 question: Does anyone know where to buy a cheap copy of 'It's about time' by the Jonas Brothers {by the way, this isn't going back on what I said about not talking about Nick Jonas, this is just the mentioning of his CD, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;}?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below is a picture of the CD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SL9S5zN9eGI/AAAAAAAAADs/61S8oPEKbmc/s1600-h/What+I+could+have.....jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241999644237330530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SL9S5zN9eGI/AAAAAAAAADs/61S8oPEKbmc/s320/What+I+could+have.....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(At the time they were selling out for only 12:99, I got this pic off of e-bay, but they are &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;expensive there.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked if someone knew where to get a cheap copy, "cheap" meaning: anywhere from $14.50 to $38.00 dollars is good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone of you knows about a cheap copy, it'd be great if you posted a link in a comment, (considering I have had a pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sucky&lt;/span&gt; day) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's go through emotions I am feeling right now: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emotion: Sad :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My guitar class was cancelled, not too happy about that. It's all because the guitar teacher didn't show up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emotion: Happy :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason: I am happy because as soon as my guitar class gets back on track I will learn how to play all my favorite songs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emotion: Excited :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason: I am excited because fall is getting closer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emotion: Happy :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason: I am happy because my best friend/sisters birthday is almost here!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emotion: silly 8-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason: I am going to do something radical tomorrow, like laugh hysterically until I pass out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, that's all I am pretty much feeling right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah! I said I was going to talk about Changing some more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I was listening to Keane the other day, and I stumbled across a great line for changing: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'You're aching, you're breaking And I can see the pain in your eyes It says &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;everybody's&lt;/span&gt; changing and I don't know why.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Technically that was four lines in musical speak, but I say one line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; hate changes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I probably need to slow down and think about all the changes actually going on in the world.&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit it, some changes were good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like some people think that transportation should have stopped after the bicycle, I think otherwise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love all the hustle and bustle of cars, buses, trains, and big loud machines... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;, but other than the really big changes in the world, I really hate changes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this post is kind of long, but I had to get all this off my chest and my blog is the perfect place to do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was that or vent on one of my friends. And none of my friends are on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;. =C &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I guess I'll post tomorrow after my eye doctors appointment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Til next time! &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-5628684078328276988?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/5628684078328276988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=5628684078328276988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5628684078328276988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5628684078328276988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/09/guitar-classemotionscdchanges.html' title='Guitar Class/Emotions/CD/Changes'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SL9S5zN9eGI/AAAAAAAAADs/61S8oPEKbmc/s72-c/What+I+could+have.....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-866355664089821869</id><published>2008-09-02T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T12:31:13.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='necklace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eyedoctor'/><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>I am the kind of person that will go to extreme measures to keep things they way they are. I hate changes. I guess it's the fear of things changing so quickly that it leaves us wondering where we're supposed to be. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for some reason, some people start thinking they have to change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm saying now, that I hardly ever change. My beliefs, my theories, the way I see the world, the way I see my friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't stand change. Changing (to me) is stupid. I mean, I know we have to change as we get older and stuff, but we don't have to change our beliefs or our theories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just posted this blog about changes because I was trying to remind myself, that no matter how busy I get, I won't let myself change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like with my guitar class and my upcoming appointment with an eye doctor, I just don't want anything to change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why I am going to get a pair of glasses as close to my old pair as I can. Even if they are off by a few minor details. (Like price... :D) Sorry Mom. Things don't come cheap these days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, quick question, has anyone embarassed themselves so bad they wanted to crawl under a rock and hide for the rest of their lives? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I have a feeling that if I trip walking into that guitar class, I will be embarassed for the rest of my life. Or if I raise my hand to say something and I say something that doesn't even pertain to guitar (say piano, or another musical instrument), then I will be forever embarassed for the rest of my life times 2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I figured maybe I should end this post on a happy note so here it is: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SL2QxfmzjcI/AAAAAAAAADc/Ex-H47RD4yM/s1600-h/I+beat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241504721301376450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SL2QxfmzjcI/AAAAAAAAADc/Ex-H47RD4yM/s320/I+beat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love this picture!! It looks like me!! LOL. Any of my sisters who visit this blog better not say anything about me!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more picture and I'll be done for this post...this one was kind of longer than I meant it to be XD. Anyways here's the pic: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SL2TPGfuHOI/AAAAAAAAADk/1HS0HA0Thks/s1600-h/guitar-blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241507428980104418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SL2TPGfuHOI/AAAAAAAAADk/1HS0HA0Thks/s320/guitar-blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want this necklace, it's &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I said earlier how I never changed, but I do switch topics alot, so next time I might still be talking about changing and embarssing moments, or I could be talking about a totally new topic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Til next time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-866355664089821869?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/866355664089821869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=866355664089821869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/866355664089821869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/866355664089821869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/09/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SL2QxfmzjcI/AAAAAAAAADc/Ex-H47RD4yM/s72-c/I+beat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-2359600307558182694</id><published>2008-09-01T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T16:45:53.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar Class</title><content type='html'>In case any of you missed it, I am going to a guitar class on Wednesday. It's from 4-5, and it's for five weeks. So that'll keep me busy from September 3rd-October 1st.&lt;br /&gt;I am very excited about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people think that maybe I should stay off the Nick Jonas topic. :(&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I will...&lt;br /&gt;Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing before I go, at my local Wal*Mart, they now have Halloween candy!&lt;br /&gt;Fall is just around the corner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-2359600307558182694?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/2359600307558182694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=2359600307558182694' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2359600307558182694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2359600307558182694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/09/guitar-class.html' title='Guitar Class'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-4531827660782102738</id><published>2008-08-31T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T13:25:22.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a random post..</title><content type='html'>I thought I should update, because I usually update every day and that's about to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, I am going to a Guitar class. Very excited about that. So I will not be updating as often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe every couple of days. Maybe I'll update Monday and I won't update again until Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Or sometimes I'll update Wednesday and then update again on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll flip-flop. But I am super excited about my Guitar Class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I should probably update with a picture of Nick Jonas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SLr7XEoql0I/AAAAAAAAADU/iOY7Hy9w5Uc/s1600-h/Nick+Jerry+Jonas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240777490198861634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SLr7XEoql0I/AAAAAAAAADU/iOY7Hy9w5Uc/s320/Nick+Jerry+Jonas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do support Nick Jonas. Becasuse diabetes is a hard thing to face.&lt;br /&gt;I know that it must be hard for him to fight diabetes.&lt;br /&gt;There is no medical record of anyone in his family having diabetes. He is the first Jonas to have this disease.&lt;br /&gt;The following is a conversation with him and a reporter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reporter: What did you do when you found out that you had diabetes?&lt;br /&gt;Nick Jonas: First I was kind of sad and depressed. And I constantly asked myself, "Why me?". But after a few days I started to ask myself. "Why not me?" I am no different than anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;Reporter: How do you deal with your diabetes on the road.&lt;br /&gt;Nick: Well, I used to inject insulin into my arm every few hours. Then I found out about the Omni-Pod. The Omni-Pod is a patch that directly injects insulin into me every few hours. I still have to check my blood sugar every hour or so, but the Omni-Pod keeps me from passing out.&lt;br /&gt;Reporter: How are you and your family dealing with the fact that you have diabetes?&lt;br /&gt;Nick: We're dealing with it like any other family would.&lt;br /&gt;Reporter: Didn't you start a foundation after you were diganosed with diabetes?&lt;br /&gt;Nick: Yes I did. It's called 'Change for the Children'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I could find about Nick Jonas for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you have any information, pictures, quotes, facts etc. about Nick Jonas, just leave a comment, and I'll get back to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-4531827660782102738?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/4531827660782102738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=4531827660782102738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4531827660782102738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4531827660782102738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-random-post.html' title='Just a random post..'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SLr7XEoql0I/AAAAAAAAADU/iOY7Hy9w5Uc/s72-c/Nick+Jerry+Jonas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-2928256894519033122</id><published>2008-08-29T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T17:23:04.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me part 2</title><content type='html'>I made up a new survey you guys can fill it in as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My favorite song(s) as of now is: 'Goodbye' Miley Cyrus, '7 things' Miley Cyrus, '6 minutes' Jonas Brothers, or 'Mixtape' by Butch Walker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My favorite band(s)/singer(s) right now is: Jonas Brothers, Miley Cyrus, and Green Day (I switch things around a lot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My favorite celebrity(s) is: Johnny Pacar and Nick Jonas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My idol(s) is: Nick Jonas XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My role model(s) is: Nick Jonas :")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The first thing I notice about someone is: Their hairstyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The celebrity(s) I hate most is: Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The politician I want to win the election is: John McCain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The thing that I am most excited about is: My guitar class on Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The thing I can't stop thinking about is: My guitar class and Nick Jonas :")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. My favorite thing(s) to do when I am bored is: Think of Nick Jonas :") &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. My favorite type of weather is: Rainy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. My favorite type of soft drink is: Coke or Pepsi (as of right now) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. My favorite type of music is: heavy metal rock/alternative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most surprizing thing you might find on my mp3 player/Ipod is: Jonas Brothers XD Just kidding, hmm...actually I'm pretty predictable in that area!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. One thing you may not know about me is: I laugh hysterically for unknown reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Another thing you might not know about me is: I hate it when people try to put down my excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I tag: Debbie, Judi, Jessie, Kaiti and Mom :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun you guys, (I did XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please comment on the comments page!! (And fill this survey out)&lt;br /&gt;Again, I am the brains behind this operation!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-2928256894519033122?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/2928256894519033122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=2928256894519033122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2928256894519033122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/2928256894519033122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/08/me-part-2.html' title='Me part 2'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-4457297367612343487</id><published>2008-08-29T12:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:56:44.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick Jonas</title><content type='html'>I have a new Nick Jonas picture for you die-hard fans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SLhUAti13yI/AAAAAAAAACk/BG4slGI31KI/s1600-h/Nick+Jonas109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240030537648037666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SLhUAti13yI/AAAAAAAAACk/BG4slGI31KI/s320/Nick+Jonas109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you girls wish you were that girl he's dancing with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a question...If you could play in a movie with any known star, who would it be and why? (No Nick Jonas ladies, he's MINE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would probably play with Nick Jonas, only because he sings so many songs that I listen to daily. XD&lt;br /&gt;Okay you guys ALL know that that's not the reason why I would star in a movie with him...XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-4457297367612343487?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/4457297367612343487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=4457297367612343487' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4457297367612343487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4457297367612343487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/08/nick-jonas.html' title='Nick Jonas'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SLhUAti13yI/AAAAAAAAACk/BG4slGI31KI/s72-c/Nick+Jonas109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-366795911364212740</id><published>2008-08-27T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T17:33:26.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nick Jonas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>A few things...</title><content type='html'>Number 1. The poll has closed.&lt;br /&gt;The results were: Flight 29 Down 2 votes (33%), Zoey 101 0 votes (0%), Danny Phantom 2 votes (33% ), and last but not least, Avatar: The Last Airbender 2 votes (33%).&lt;br /&gt;So basically it was a tie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some good news. Wednesday I will be taking a guitar class. :)&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More news. My motto is: Nick Jonas is God's gift to teenage girls. Example is below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SLWufyDn6oI/AAAAAAAAAAw/eXdhVpKLoKI/s1600-h/Nick+Jonas37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239285602551589506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SLWufyDn6oI/AAAAAAAAAAw/eXdhVpKLoKI/s320/Nick+Jonas37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SLWucmltvTI/AAAAAAAAAAo/lL7Dx7lV5CU/s1600-h/Nick+Jonas12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239285547933744434" style="WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="260" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SLWucmltvTI/AAAAAAAAAAo/lL7Dx7lV5CU/s320/Nick+Jonas12.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SLWubjhWkaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/n260I77ZHHc/s1600-h/Favorites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239285529930273186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SLWubjhWkaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/n260I77ZHHc/s320/Favorites.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Nick Jonas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) I can't wait till he realizes that I am the one for him...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-366795911364212740?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/366795911364212740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=366795911364212740' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/366795911364212740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/366795911364212740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/08/few-things.html' title='A few things...'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SLWufyDn6oI/AAAAAAAAAAw/eXdhVpKLoKI/s72-c/Nick+Jonas37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-8840798860093109331</id><published>2008-08-22T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T10:25:21.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>I am: Alive&lt;br /&gt;I think: about the past and future.&lt;br /&gt;I know: everything.&lt;br /&gt;I have: family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;I wish: for people that share my enthusiasm in the same areas I do.&lt;br /&gt;I hate: people that bring me down.&lt;br /&gt;I miss: 3rd grade. (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;I fear: things that aren't clear.&lt;br /&gt;I feel: excited&lt;br /&gt;I hear: 'Solider' by Destinys Child&lt;br /&gt;I smell: nothing&lt;br /&gt;I crave: brownies drizzled with mint sauce&lt;br /&gt;I search: for life's eternal truths&lt;br /&gt;I wonder: how rules are in other countrys.&lt;br /&gt;I regret: bitterness and strife.&lt;br /&gt;I love: anything that will give me saddle bags.&lt;br /&gt;I am not: a person who constantly stays on one subject or topic.&lt;br /&gt;I believe: God.&lt;br /&gt;I dance: to the beat of my own drummer.&lt;br /&gt;I sing: my own music.&lt;br /&gt;I cry: at things that grab my attention.&lt;br /&gt;I don't always: think clearly.&lt;br /&gt;I fight: about things that don't even matter.&lt;br /&gt;I write: short stories.&lt;br /&gt;I win: pounds.&lt;br /&gt;I lose: my outgrown clothes.&lt;br /&gt;I never: stop thinking of new ideas. my mind is always moving.&lt;br /&gt;I always: listen to music.&lt;br /&gt;I confuse: the law.&lt;br /&gt;I listen: to my true calling.&lt;br /&gt;I can usually be found: on the computer, eating, sleeping or anything that does not require effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scared: of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I need: nothing&lt;br /&gt;I am happy about: anything that excites me&lt;br /&gt;I imagine: things that go against the law...;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-8840798860093109331?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/8840798860093109331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=8840798860093109331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/8840798860093109331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/8840798860093109331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-alive-i-think-about-past-and.html' title='Me'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-922088302882699345</id><published>2008-08-19T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:40:56.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Danny Phantom</title><content type='html'>Okay, so apparently my last post didn't get any comments either. Well, new topics are a must!!&lt;br /&gt;This post is about Danny Phantom. One of my all-time-favs. I know that Danny Phantom has a BIG fan-base out there, but I'd like to think of myself as Danny Phantom's #1 fan. #2 sucks. LOL. Okay, Okay, lemme get back to the topic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which girl did u like better with Danny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Sam&lt;br /&gt;B. Paulina&lt;br /&gt;C. Valerie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have a pretty good idea which one will win the most votes.&lt;br /&gt;Just put your answer on the comments page, and I'll put the results in my next post.&lt;br /&gt;(Probably in a week.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have one more thing to say, have any of you ever heard this quote before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Giving up doesn't always mean that you are weak, sometimes it means that you are strong enought to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just post your answer on the comments page...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-922088302882699345?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/922088302882699345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=922088302882699345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/922088302882699345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/922088302882699345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/08/danny-phantom.html' title='Danny Phantom'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-3716467754581214964</id><published>2008-08-16T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T12:38:56.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flight 29 Down</title><content type='html'>Have any of you ever heard of it? Well lemme tell ya' it's the greatest show I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link to watch the first ever episode of Flight 29 Down starring Corbin Bleu, Johnny Pacar, Hallee Hirsh, Allan Alvardo, Kristy Wu, Jeremy James Kissner, and Lauren Storm:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nO37WmJJCQc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nO37WmJJCQc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! Please leave a comment on the comments page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-3716467754581214964?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/3716467754581214964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=3716467754581214964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/3716467754581214964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/3716467754581214964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/08/flight-29-down.html' title='Flight 29 Down'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-7276721808869677244</id><published>2008-08-08T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T10:50:27.915-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two'/><title type='text'>Songs</title><content type='html'>Which Miley Cyrus or Jonas Brothers song is your favorite? Right now, my favorite singer/actress or actor is Miley Cyrus or the Jonas Brothers. So Jonas Brothers or Miley Cyrus favorite song?? For me, Miley Cyrus' is 'Goodbye' or 'Breakout'. Jonas Brothers, defitinely 'Burning up.'  I list a new question every week, sometimes it's about music, sometimes it's about earrings or business or something like that...so just...comment on the comments page....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, does anyone know if teenagers wear earrings more often than kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please comment....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-7276721808869677244?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/7276721808869677244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=7276721808869677244' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7276721808869677244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/7276721808869677244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/08/songs.html' title='Songs'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-129803694686856204</id><published>2008-08-06T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:17:50.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cd'/><title type='text'>Wal*Mart</title><content type='html'>Has anyone else noticed at their local Walmart that their is a picture of Hannah Montana. Does anyone know when her new CD is coming out? And what it's called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways though, guess that's all I have to ask today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please leave a comment on the comments page...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-129803694686856204?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/129803694686856204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=129803694686856204' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/129803694686856204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/129803694686856204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/08/walmart.html' title='Wal*Mart'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-4800583371363547621</id><published>2008-08-03T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T11:50:09.564-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcake earrings'/><title type='text'>Earrings</title><content type='html'>That reminds me...check out the picture below. Aren't these earrings adorable?? I didn't make them. Just wish I did...LOL&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SJX8blOXqzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p8ANgUaEp-8/s1600-h/Cupcake+earrings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230364093039749938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SJX8blOXqzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p8ANgUaEp-8/s320/Cupcake+earrings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I counted today I have officially made...twenty to twenty-five earrings!! I am so glad!! My goal now is to sell that many. LOL. Maybe in a little while I'll start posting earring pictures that I make. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, I didn't make these earrings, just wish I did. I found them on an earring making site. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://craftytutorials.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-to-make-adorable-cupcake-earrings.html"&gt;http://craftytutorials.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-to-make-adorable-cupcake-earrings.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above is the place where I found out how to make these earrings if any of you are interested in making them yourselves. I might actually make them... it could be fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I think I've hogged your time enough. Please leave a comment on the comments page!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-4800583371363547621?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/4800583371363547621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=4800583371363547621' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4800583371363547621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/4800583371363547621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/08/earrings.html' title='Earrings'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SJX8blOXqzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/p8ANgUaEp-8/s72-c/Cupcake+earrings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-5533181103428330808</id><published>2008-08-02T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T12:28:37.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay! My last post got two comments! You guys must think that I have no life...LOL! New question... What is your favorite type of earring, chandelier, studs, dangle, studs that dangle....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-5533181103428330808?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/5533181103428330808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=5533181103428330808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5533181103428330808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/5533181103428330808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/08/yay-my-last-post-got-two-comments-you.html' title=''/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291051206751492933.post-1359098818009910613</id><published>2008-07-29T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T19:34:50.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>music genre</title><content type='html'>That last post got a comment yay.&lt;br /&gt;I guess maybe I should have asked which music do you guys like, how about someone giving me a comment eh??? LOL jk. Anyways, I think maybe I should hop off, I have a busy schedule of...lets see...oh yeah, sleeping.  Oh yeah, I was going to ask a question. LOL, this time its what type of music is your favorite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/291051206751492933-1359098818009910613?l=different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/1359098818009910613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=291051206751492933&amp;postID=1359098818009910613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/1359098818009910613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/291051206751492933/posts/default/1359098818009910613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://different-kind-of-normal.blogspot.com/2008/07/music-genre.html' title='music genre'/><author><name>never-again</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07276255014785673987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W21Q2VIgIZk/SgzW_kmWcnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/z-tVcTUp3_U/S220/converse.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
