<?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-7236604042954539375</id><updated>2012-02-04T01:12:08.855-07:00</updated><category term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>Daniele's Blog :)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Daniele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670261533666057530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236604042954539375.post-2173901134727719556</id><published>2009-11-13T12:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T13:10:14.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>I need 'em. Like real true real real friends.&lt;br /&gt;Not acquaintances. Not superficial relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends. Real friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know who those friends should be, I know I know I just know.&lt;br /&gt;One of them includes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jaden&lt;/span&gt;, my childhood &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;buddie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There are others too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They seem like they want to hang around me.&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't seem to talk or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;approach&lt;/span&gt; them like I &lt;s&gt;want&lt;/s&gt; need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BLEH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it may be because all the friends I've had over the past 6 years haven't treated me well.&lt;br /&gt;At all.&lt;br /&gt;(Excluding Lakewood buddy-family-loves. &lt;3)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236604042954539375-2173901134727719556?l=crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/feeds/2173901134727719556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236604042954539375&amp;postID=2173901134727719556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/2173901134727719556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/2173901134727719556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/2009/11/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Daniele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670261533666057530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236604042954539375.post-6461558542839009177</id><published>2009-11-08T12:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T12:51:19.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Newz</title><content type='html'>So a lot a stuff has been happening lately; and very little at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is different this year. The fact that I've never been to the same school two years in a row probably has something to do with it. But I know it's not just me. Everyone else who went there last year feels the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed my mood stabilizer. I was starting to become bored on Lamictal. I couldn't feel really happy or sad- in a normal way I mean. Lamictal was really great for most of the year and a half I was on it. I managed to catch up in school in a crazy amount of time and it help me deal. But I was irritated all the time, ALL THE TIME. And I was mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since getting off of it I feel my personality coming back little by little. I'm not rude like I was. :) Now I'm on Abilify. Haha, whenever I think about the name I just think about the silly commercial it has. I barely transitioned a week ago. I still have mood swings but right now I like it. Although, it's not like it was before I got on any kind of mood stabilizer. But eventually I'll probably have to make the dose higher.  I don't want to but if need be I'll do it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might get kicked out of day school. My attendance has been poor and I'm on something called a contract which means I'm on probation. This week will decided whether or not I can stay. They're kicking out a ton of people. It's unfair since it had to do with my moods. But my attendance has been better since being on Abilify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, well I'm not sure if I'm going to get my regular high school diploma. That would take 27 credits. Which I can get, but the problem is my attendance and the fact that I need mostly electives and Mountain doesn't offer that many. Work release and volunteering is probably going to be my only way of getting the extra 3 credits for a regular diploma. The alternative is an adult diploma which is 24 credits, and I would be done with school by early January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do yet. What do you think??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um this is already sorta long. I could write a lot more but I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;Bye. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236604042954539375-6461558542839009177?l=crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/feeds/6461558542839009177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236604042954539375&amp;postID=6461558542839009177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/6461558542839009177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/6461558542839009177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/2009/11/newz.html' title='Newz'/><author><name>Daniele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670261533666057530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236604042954539375.post-7215284916035547295</id><published>2009-08-10T16:58:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:22:28.639-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo, what's up cheerio?</title><content type='html'>So, nothing has really happened lately. I sleep a lot and the rest of my time is spent by sitting on my butt all day. I'm just waitin' for school to start. It's weird to me that I really like school. Well, my school at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, weight sucks. &gt;:[ Majorly. But binge eating is gone and done, so that's fabulous. C: I've found that peanut butter on a waffle is much tastier than on bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could hang out with my dad. But it's been like at least a month. I feel kinda crappy because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching Gage lately. He's cool, but I can't really keep up with his energy. I have bought a lot of stuff for kids and found lots of activity ideas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;in case&lt;/span&gt; anyone wants me to watch their kid(s). But once I start school on the 24th I won't be able to. I'll be really busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;OH! My vice principle said that I could probably graduate after the first semester. How is that for beating the odds?!? C: I'm gonna graduate... yay! Holy crap, and I'm gonna be a senior. And be going to an applied communtiy college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future, future.. here I come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236604042954539375-7215284916035547295?l=crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/feeds/7215284916035547295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236604042954539375&amp;postID=7215284916035547295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/7215284916035547295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/7215284916035547295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/2009/08/yo-whats-up-cheerio.html' title='Yo, what&apos;s up cheerio?'/><author><name>Daniele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670261533666057530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236604042954539375.post-3581475486135691616</id><published>2009-06-09T00:33:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T01:38:02.949-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling goood, and maybe a little hyperr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Pleeeeease&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; read this&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, only if you want to. Maybe it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tl&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;dr&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (to long;didn't/don't read).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;But please do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So it's only 12:30 am. Not too late in my book, especially when it comes to summer time. I was really exhausted around 10 but something really good happened. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I had a good, long, serious, emotional, sensitive, honest, open, heart-felt, and deep talk with grandma. I haven't done this pretty much since a month after Brianna left. So almost a whole year! I really needed it. I just vented my heart out. It was about Brianna and Michele. I know I was making her tired, it was not too long ago. I felt bad but she was really listening to me. It felt great, we talked for about an hour I think. I was glad to share some of my feeling and angst. I hope I didn't stress her out. It didn't seem to me like it did so much. But maybe she was hiding it. I love her very much. And am so thankful for her to be in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Now, of course this doesn't mean that Sharon doesn't help me. She does loads of stuff to help me function correctly. I think she has been the best counselor I have had thus far. Although, for the most part all of them were unique and helped me in some way. I am very grateful to have had their advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So, today I hung out with Melanie, and a little with Shannon (their kids too of course :). ) Melanie and I dyed each others hair. I hadn't done it in so long. I looked dreadful! But now I really like it. It came out a little darker than intended.. but it will lighten a bit once I shampoo it tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I really love hanging out with my aunts. I trust them all very much. They are all third only to firstly grandma, and  secondly my dad. I feel really loved when they are around. C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Also it rained today! More like poured, then hail, then back to rain. Didn't last long but the raindrops were huge! It was sunny and warm and not too windy, with a little thunder in there. We opened all the doors and windows. It felt, smelled, and sounded so peaceful. I got a really good high off of it. Not sure how to explain it, there was just a very good vibe throughout. Perfect weather in my opinion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So uhh, I missed Zumiez couch tour today. It was at the mall, it's always there. They've done it for.. I don't know how many years. But atleast a few. I missed most of last year's. The bands that were playing this time I wasn't really that into. The Bled, and Emery. Still appreciate their talent though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Uhm, I was texting a lot of kids today. Being a little social. C: Also this girl and another girl that I think are pretty tight. I need to make some serious close friends starting either this summer or next school year. I mean I really NEED to. The last really close friends, almost family, I had were 3 years ago and in Colorado. I still speak to one in particular quite often. I trust him more than any otherrr guy in my life. And I still talk to some of the others, but rarely. He and I promised that if we both graduate and still want to see each other after that, we will. C: It is a serious contract man - to me at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So, here's the deal on the Pharm. Tech. I am still planning to do it. But I have no choice, I can only do it starting in the fall. The summer program started in April. What the french, toast? And they will only have it Mondays... and Wednesdays from 6 pm to 9 pm. Still determined but mega-ly disappointed. I hate it when people give you the wrong information. It buuugs. I honestly can say I hate false hopes. More than most things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So June 25th-28th is the Utah Arts Festival in SLC. I really want to go, and am trying to talk almost everybody I know into going. I think it is really awesome to celebrate such a beautiful part of life. Ticket prices... Adults - $10, Seniors - $5, and ALL KIDS UNDER 12 ARE FREE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What was that other thing I was going to put on here? Hmm, I forgot. Gosh darnit. This entry is so long! Sorry, just needed to put my thoughts down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;OH! So I am loosing this pesky weight I gained. I am feeling so so much better already. But I am nowhere close to where I was before the weight-gain. I think Trazadone caused my Binge-eating. I think it caused me to loose control of a lot of my impulses. Because after I weaned off I pretty much stopped. Then my Psych. Nurse put me on Adderall. Holy crap! It curbs my appetite. Exactly what I need at the moment. But the most important thing is that I will be able to concentrate more. I intended to use it for the summer pharm. tech program, but I still need it to make up some english credits. I have to do it with an english packet and the utah electronic high school. I have a seriously hard time paying attention to these things. I know that this Adderall will help. I had it the last few days of school and got some more credits in just that week! I also feel more energized and alert. It's really cool. No worries though, I don't have an addictive personality at all. I mean I have been on Xanax for over a year now. And I have been pretty responsible with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Soooooo, tomorrow I am going to paint Shannon's walls and earn some mula. Sweet. Now, any ideas of what to do this summer? I don't want to bum around the house for my entire last summer break! I am going to be a senior next year. INSANE. CRAZY. LUDICROUS. I'm still thinking about getting a job, but I'm reluctant. Who knows.. I might, I might not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I want to do more stuff with grandma tho'. I've been thinking of a whole bunch of cheap fun things we could do. I love her so much. C: Did I say that already? I really do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Uh that's it for now. I continued to talk with grandma until about an hour ago. I just kept rambling on. Geeze. Sometimes I get a little crazy hyper. Hypo-manic still sometimes, depressed others. But Lamictal sure does the trick for the most part. :) I mean I am allowed to have ups and downs some days right? I need my emotions. I know this for sure. I can function after all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Bye-bye now. C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236604042954539375-3581475486135691616?l=crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/feeds/3581475486135691616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236604042954539375&amp;postID=3581475486135691616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/3581475486135691616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/3581475486135691616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/2009/06/feeling-goood-and-maybe-little-hyperr.html' title='Feeling goood, and maybe a little hyperr.'/><author><name>Daniele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670261533666057530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236604042954539375.post-7888612317611948289</id><published>2009-05-30T17:08:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T17:33:01.082-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmm, cinnamon french toast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just made myself some. I used soy milk instead of milk [I hate milk.] and had it with sugar-free syrup. It was yummy-licious. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So a few real days left of school. Thursday and Friday are optional, might go might not. My bet is not. 18 credits. I feel really good about graduating next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Did I mention anything about Pharm. Tech? Well I want to do it at O-WATC instead of the DATC. Half the hours! Literally. Davis is 720 while Ogden-Weber is 360. My dad goes there so it would be really easy to get to school everyday if I lived with him. And I could finish it all over the summer. Wouldn't that be neat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing in social life going on. Every now and then I go hang out with a friend, but for the most part I'm all alone. Outside of school anyway, I have a lot of cool acquaintance-friends that I hang out with at school. I call them acquaintance-friends because I rarely hang out with them outside of school. Close friends = 0. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After Kaylie completely dumped me I haven't really been trying that hard to make close friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am such a movie buff it should be illegal. I love watching movies. Love love love it. Last night I saw Lock, Stock, and Two Smoking Barrels. I couldn't stop laughing to save my life! Everything that could have possibly went wrong did, which also meant that it could have not gone more right. Films like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; that are pretty nifty. Like Oceans 11. Except in this movie they have no idea what they are doing or what is happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Then I watched Hair. Oh my gosh! I liked it so much! It was sad, but I think it was a really beautiful awesome film. I wish I had seen it sooner. So good!! One of my favorites now. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Ummm, that's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236604042954539375-7888612317611948289?l=crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/feeds/7888612317611948289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236604042954539375&amp;postID=7888612317611948289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/7888612317611948289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/7888612317611948289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/2009/05/mmm-cinnamon-french-toast.html' title='Mmm, cinnamon french toast'/><author><name>Daniele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670261533666057530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236604042954539375.post-4324811847134759245</id><published>2009-05-24T10:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T11:09:09.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>:|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Okay, well MRI came back and they said nothing was wrong. Buuuummer, I thought well if there is something wrong then they can fix it. But apparently, there isn't. So i just have to deal with the headaches, and memory loss, ect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Oh! I beat my first video game ever. C: It's called Fable: The Lost Chapters. The only ones I have ever beaten are Tony Hawk games- and we all know those don't count. I've had the game for over a year but it's not mine. It's Mark's brothers.... I should probably give it back to him now, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I have two weeks left of my junior year, then I'm going to be a flipping senior! WTH?? I don't want to be, where did all the years go. :( I pretty much wasted like three years of my life. I probably am going to graduate though, I should have 18 credits by the end of this year. I thought I would have seventeen but it turns out that hard work pays off. C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;During the summer I am 92% sure I am going to go into Pharmacy Technician at the DATC. The district pays for it if you are still in high school. Of course I don't want to make that a career. I couldn't handle it for long. But I need the elective credits, and mountain high doesn't offer many electives. Then I'll probably do phlebotomy, which would be cool because I love blood and needles. :) In an unhealthy way I would wager.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Trying to loose weight. Lost five, not a big deal. It's hard for a binge eater. But I really can't stand it. I mean it's so uncomfortable on my back, and the clothes don't fit. And I'm just so tired of it. But it's soooo haaaard. &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Um, that's it lately. Sooo my life is never that exciting is it? Haha oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236604042954539375-4324811847134759245?l=crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/feeds/4324811847134759245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236604042954539375&amp;postID=4324811847134759245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/4324811847134759245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/4324811847134759245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=':|'/><author><name>Daniele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670261533666057530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236604042954539375.post-1542095292121061998</id><published>2009-05-05T21:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:13:13.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Laaame</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm bored. So so so so bored. Micheal's trying to fix my xbox again. It's weird, if you close it without a game in it.. it will never open again. I finished another beanie with crocheting. I feel pretty accomplished. C: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm going to school like 90% of the time. That's really good! By the end of this school year I should have 17 credits. Which means in a semester I will have earned 7 credits, while in regular schools students can only earn 4 in that amount of time. I think I have a month left of school- maybe another week added to that or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Grandma and mainly grandpa are pressuring me to get a job. I don't know if I really want one though. I will get school credit for it if I do. But then again my school counciler wants me to take a chemistry class at northridge over the summer. It's a month long and goes from like 7-2 or something giving you a whole credit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Man, what is up with my eating? That's all I ever do anymore. It's getting rediculous and depressing. I'm trying to stop this huge binge phase I'm going through, but it's really really hard! Grandma is helping me out a lot. Which is good, but I'm still just frustrated with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Everything is pretty okay in the big picture. Happy Cinco de Mayo. My memory is acting really funny lately. I can't remember anything. It's just... weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236604042954539375-1542095292121061998?l=crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/feeds/1542095292121061998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236604042954539375&amp;postID=1542095292121061998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/1542095292121061998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/1542095292121061998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/2009/05/laaame.html' title='Laaame'/><author><name>Daniele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670261533666057530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236604042954539375.post-6735270897189173786</id><published>2009-04-04T08:41:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:49:34.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So um, thinking about the future</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Okay, this is like a huge thing for me. I never thought I would get this far, so I never considered what kind of career I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Well when I was out in NJ I found out about this school called SVA (School of Visual Arts). It's pretty nifty to say the least. But this is a huge problem. IT'S ALMOST $$$50,000 A YEAR! There is no way I can make that kind of money. If I ever feel I want to go there later in life I can save up, but not anytime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;So then I started thinking. Making money in a career centered around art is hella hard. It would be fun but I want to be realistic. However I really like psychology/sociology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Soooooooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;What do you guys think of me becoming an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;art therapist??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And going to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UofU???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236604042954539375-6735270897189173786?l=crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/feeds/6735270897189173786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236604042954539375&amp;postID=6735270897189173786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/6735270897189173786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/6735270897189173786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-um-thinking-about-future.html' title='So um, thinking about the future'/><author><name>Daniele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670261533666057530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236604042954539375.post-6522432560214297040</id><published>2009-02-19T20:40:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:02:09.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So I still like school I guess. I mean I do, but not as much. I've been pretty discouraged lately.. by me. But I'm stickin' it out! I'm going to graduate if I keep going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Uhh, that's it really. I need to touch up my hair. Hahahaha, I dye my hair but never care to brush it. Oh, and I cut these really silly-not-the-good-silly bangs. I was still waking up and I can be so impulsive. Remember that whole eyebrow incident? Ha. But this is nothing near as awful as that was. They just look bad, like a two year old took safety scissors and cut them. So I have decided I can no longer cut hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading A Boy Called 'It'. This was long overdue. Craig-therapist at BHI- wanted me to read it but I never got the chance. I could read this book in like an hour if I really wanted to. But I can never pay attention anymore. :/ Also need to get those books Rhondi told me to. And also need to see Rhondi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I miss Brianna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236604042954539375-6522432560214297040?l=crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/feeds/6522432560214297040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236604042954539375&amp;postID=6522432560214297040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/6522432560214297040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/6522432560214297040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/2009/02/bleh.html' title='Bleh'/><author><name>Daniele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670261533666057530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236604042954539375.post-9080068464853250085</id><published>2009-01-10T15:38:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:49:56.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I love my new school. I've hadn't had a school this good in a long time. (Knock on wood.) I'm trying to meet people, and I've been kinda outgoing. Atleast compared to how I have been for years. I LOVE most of my teachers and overall its just fun to be there. No homework either. :) Uhh, I went to a little party last night. I had fun for like the first time in 37 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;That's about it. :) Happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Knock on wood 2398562398461937-23975280356087123750x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236604042954539375-9080068464853250085?l=crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/feeds/9080068464853250085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236604042954539375&amp;postID=9080068464853250085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/9080068464853250085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/9080068464853250085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/2009/01/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Daniele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670261533666057530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236604042954539375.post-2679460586121425172</id><published>2008-12-25T23:02:00.019-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:50:26.540-06:00</updated><title type='text'>X-mas lovin'z. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;This Christmas was really good. We even did our german christmas tree song right! That hasn't ever happened!! (Atleast not since I can remember.) But of course I missed my little sister the entire time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Right now I'm trying to write but I'm very nervous because a tan spider with a huge yellow butt is somewhere around here but I can't find it. It was on the wall and it fell. Now it's going to eat me.... I'm so dumb I couldn't just kill it with a tissue.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tomorrow I'm going shopping with Michelle with my giftcards and then to the movies with her and my dad. And maybe Vince and Dev if they are back by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Soooo, that's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236604042954539375-2679460586121425172?l=crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/feeds/2679460586121425172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236604042954539375&amp;postID=2679460586121425172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/2679460586121425172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/2679460586121425172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/2008/12/x-mas-lovinz.html' title='X-mas lovin&apos;z. :)'/><author><name>Daniele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670261533666057530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236604042954539375.post-2019143746906320083</id><published>2008-11-16T11:58:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:17:06.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I am in a lot of pain right now. Yesterday I did thirteen miles (technically 12.94 mi.) on my treadmill. Melanie and Mark gave it to me for my birthday, and I have to admit I haven't been using it like I should. I'm going to now though for sure. :) Thank you both. So I'm extremely sore. All my muscles are like 'boo on you!!'. I don't remember where I heard that from. Anyway, I'm going to do another 15-30 minutes today, most likely 20 min. I know I must sound insane but I want to be healthy and toned and whatnot. Actually I want to run this marathon with Melanie if she feels up to it next year. It's the dead horse point downhill run in moab. 26.2 miles bby. She already did it once. First however, I'm going to work on raking the back lawn. That way I will have a little bit of exercise first. Sooo, now my grandparents can't say I'm doing nothing productive. They actually kept coming to tell me to get off of it because I was overdoing it. I guess for the first long stretch of time I did it roughly. But I'm fine with that. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So tomorrow I'm going to go check out of school. (Yay me!) Then I'm going to register for my new school, which I think I'm doing tomorrow as well. Please root for me. :) I need all the luck and confidence I can muster. I'm pretty excited tho'. I think that I can maybe really use this to help me. Hopefully I will graduate. If I do Michele said she would throw Devon and me a party. Haha, we both struggle with the aspect of graduating at least high school. But he is doing super well and I'm proud of him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;(For all of you who don't know Michele is my dad's fiance. They have been dating on and off ever since I was like five. Vincent and Devon are her two boys. The first is three years older than me and the second is my age. I grew up with them when I was little, but now it's weird to be around them. I don't really know them anymore. But s'all good. :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;That's about it right now. I still miss my sister a LOT. She put blonde highlights in her hair yesterday. Oh gee, I liked her hair but if she's happy with it so am I. I know I talk about her as if I get to actually talk to her. But I haven't been able to hear her voice since about three or four months ago. I did get to send her pix texts of happy birthday words that I drew on my wall. (With permanent marker that will never come off, we'll have to paint over it. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;That being said, I have been pretty mean lately. Irritable. Annoyed. Mean. Cranky. Moody. Ect. I feel really really bad. I know it's awful and really makes me seem ungrateful. But I really am, I swear. I just need to find myself again. I lost Daniele a little while back. Hey, have you seen her? Maybe I should send in a picture to the milk bottle people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Right now I'm just chilling with Maiya. She keeps falling asleep and snores like no other. Maybe even more than grandma. Then I end up waking her on accident and she keeping sighing, seeming pretty annoyed. Oh, one thing that I am feeling pretty okay about is the fact that I haven't pureed my skin with sharp things. Well, I haven't for a LONG time. (go me.) I only relapsed once about a month after I got out of BHI. But I have been doin' pretty well for my self in that aspect. I say this because lately I have been getting serious urges. I'm pretty confident that I won't. Mostly because of my grandma. :) I love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;So, I'm off to rake the leaves. Love you all. Can't wait for Thanksgiving. I kinda wish that you all would try a tofu turkey this year. It would make me proud. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;TTFN - Tigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236604042954539375-2019143746906320083?l=crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/feeds/2019143746906320083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236604042954539375&amp;postID=2019143746906320083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/2019143746906320083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/2019143746906320083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/2008/11/pain.html' title='Pain.'/><author><name>Daniele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670261533666057530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236604042954539375.post-3835282533277850450</id><published>2008-11-06T12:22:00.027-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:17:41.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teehee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Sooo, hmm. Lemme see what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Well right now I'm about to go to the mall with Melanie and Shannon. I never get to hang out with them so I'm pretty excited. I wish I could hang out with my other family buddies. (aka Allison &amp;amp; Paul's family and Micheal &amp;amp; Gage.) But I have awesome news; I got my invisiline on Tuesday! They bug so badly, but they are worth it. I actually lost themyesterday and was flipping out. How silly, right? I found them like hours later though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;So I'm done with Northridge. Very, very done. I don't like it, I mean it's better than the school I went to in NJ, but I just don't feel comfortable there. I used to have a bunch of friends, but they all went "poof!" Sooo, I decided instead of just deciding to drop out I'm going to give an alternative high school a shot. :) I'm pretty excited, I visited it last week and liked it. But I forgot my XANAX so I was pretty flippin' anxious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265632688139952002" style="WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 4px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXJic9vBSVM/SRNJCAZEX4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XqxU4Zf3Nog/s200/mhs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXJic9vBSVM/SRNKCh6X7-I/AAAAAAAAABY/Fyl6Bmn-T7E/s1600-h/mhs.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265633796649644002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXJic9vBSVM/SRNKCh6X7-I/AAAAAAAAABY/Fyl6Bmn-T7E/s320/mhs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;- My school, if I get accepted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Speaking of Xanax, I lost it while trick-or-treating. &lt;strong&gt;I was so pissed&lt;/strong&gt;. Now my psych dude is taking me off of it. I don't like him, I liked the one I had before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I was really sad on Halloween. I miss my sister so so so much. SO MUCH. And I felt really alone. I've been feeling like that lately. I think I need to hang out with Maiya some more.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Soooo, what else? I can't really think of anything at the moment. I wonder if anyone is going to go see the Twilight movie. I read the books a year ago and liked them. I haven't read the latest one, but I'm gonna re-read the other three again. It's been a long time, so I want to brush up on it. I think the movie will ruin it. They always do. But I really love the actress playing Bella. I've seen some of her movies and she is cool. :) So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Obama won. :))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) !!! !! ! !! I'm excited, but I hate Biden (dunno how to spell that) he's creepy &amp;amp; shady, and gives off a bad vibe. I wanted Hilary. &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236604042954539375-3835282533277850450?l=crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/feeds/3835282533277850450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236604042954539375&amp;postID=3835282533277850450' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/3835282533277850450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/3835282533277850450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/2008/11/teehee.html' title='Teehee.'/><author><name>Daniele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670261533666057530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXJic9vBSVM/SRNJCAZEX4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XqxU4Zf3Nog/s72-c/mhs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7236604042954539375.post-4842844820220567957</id><published>2008-10-09T16:08:00.051-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T08:58:07.424-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>Brianna's 13th birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday baby sister!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXJic9vBSVM/SO6IUJo5ZAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vGIoa7CkqZs/s1600-h/briannaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255287694954161154" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 324px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXJic9vBSVM/SO6IUJo5ZAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vGIoa7CkqZs/s320/briannaa.jpg" border="0" width="395" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;OH MAN! My little sister is growing up so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; fast. I remember when she was born, thinking of what to name her, even what I was wearing that day. I love her so so so so so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Now she's all grown up, and I wish I could be with he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;r to see it. Hopefully she'll come back to me soon. I'm going to try and succeed in life, so that if she needs my help, she can depend on me. I hope she sees this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXJic9vBSVM/SO6QHV2QawI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XBRbYAhkqDA/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255296270986144514" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXJic9vBSVM/SO6QHV2QawI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XBRbYAhkqDA/s200/birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXJic9vBSVM/SO6IUGs48_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/DJkYxQ-Y9s8/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXJic9vBSVM/SO6IUGs48_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/DJkYxQ-Y9s8/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXJic9vBSVM/SO6IUGs48_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/DJkYxQ-Y9s8/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;ark's birthday, happy birthday. :) I don't know how old he is turning though. Hopefully the baby doesn't come yet today, he has to study way to much. On that note, I am SOOO excited for my two aunts Melanie and Shannon. They are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXJic9vBSVM/SO6IUGs48_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/DJkYxQ-Y9s8/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;preggo. Melanies almost ready to go. Hmm, lemme see. I need to do homework, I'm behind. Luckily all of my teachers are way cool and supportive. I need to work fast though, Ugly Betty will be on soon. :) I love that show, Betty is so optimistic and diligent.. I want to be more like her. So yuuuuuuuuuup. Oh and one more thing, I'm going to draw my sister. And I'm going to make it good, the best I can do. I don't know if I'll do it with pencils or oil pastels yet. Obviously I won't be able to mail it to her in time for today, I haven't even started on it. But I love her so much. In the 8th grade when we were out in Colorado I did a painting of her in art. I liked it, it's still with Calene. I need to get it. :) Yup, so I feel pretty okay right now. One minute I feel absolutely wonderful and the next I want to hide in a hole. But my medication is working, better than people think actually. It's really just the circumstances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXJic9vBSVM/SO6IUGs48_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/DJkYxQ-Y9s8/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXJic9vBSVM/SO6IUGs48_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/DJkYxQ-Y9s8/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXJic9vBSVM/SO6QHV2QawI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XBRbYAhkqDA/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Anyways... oops I mean Anyway. Have a great day everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7236604042954539375-4842844820220567957?l=crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/feeds/4842844820220567957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7236604042954539375&amp;postID=4842844820220567957' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/4842844820220567957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7236604042954539375/posts/default/4842844820220567957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crayolaxxskies.blogspot.com/2008/10/briannas-13th-birthday.html' title='Brianna&apos;s 13th birthday!'/><author><name>Daniele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670261533666057530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXJic9vBSVM/SO6IUJo5ZAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vGIoa7CkqZs/s72-c/briannaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
