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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#A8FFB3"&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;Your Linguistic Profile:&lt;/h3&gt;
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35% General American English&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A8FFB3"&gt;
35% Yankee&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D9FFD8"&gt;
15% Dixie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A8FFB3"&gt;
10% Upper Midwestern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D9FFD8"&gt;
5% Midwestern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/amenglishdialecttest/"&gt;What Kind of American English Do You Speak?&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;
&lt;b&gt;You Are 50% Normal

&lt;em&gt;(Somewhat Normal)&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;

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&lt;/center&gt;

&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;


While some of your behavior is quite normal...

Other things you do are downright strange

You've got a little of your freak going on

But you mostly keep your weirdness to yourself&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hownormalareyouquiz/"&gt;How Normal Are You?&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Current Song:&lt;/b&gt; When ever i wake up (adidas ad)- Karen O
&lt;b&gt;status:&lt;/b&gt; awake

Will since you already know i'm hearing this song.. i was seeing &lt;i&gt;"My Colest Years"&lt;/i&gt;, but now i'm seeing  &lt;i&gt;"The Tribe"&lt;/i&gt; a rerun.. cuz the season it over.. and well maybe the whole show its.. damn it suks.. cuz this show it so freaking good, hoping to see atlantis high, but they rare pass it.

Well now i'm seeing of other show, Terminal Invasion which is actually pertty good, i thoguth it would be crap it turn back and bit me in the ass..anywhoo leaving that topic...

Kay Called me, we had a long sha about meaningless things, like her moving out.. and about what's going on in personal life and shit like that..about driving n stuff. And the weirdest thing happend, i dream that i was at the schools liby and shew as driving and i got a ride with her, lol, then she i gotlike a block away cuz i was just testing her driving skill. Then i walked back to school (high sk, i'm in college so that's weird) and suddenly a car some running into me, but stop like right in my face.i looked up and it was my long time no see friend esme.. then the person driving was kevin. damn they were MARRIED!! aw! (in really life they broke up like a year an half ago) and kevin got out and said hi to me and i ran out to see esme, all giddiish and stuff, then i look inthe back and they had a kid.aw!
well that was just on on my 3 dreams.. or two i had
the other one was i was i as in an insane isilyum, but its cuz me and my friend sofi got  lost in the wood and a patch of grass lead to a masion, which was actually a Isilyum, and i fell in love with a guy there, which was like hot hot.. and not really crazy crazy.. and thre was like no restrictions there you can come and go as you please. lol well taht enough of my stupid dreams.. laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-111188131376013686?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/111188131376013686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=111188131376013686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/111188131376013686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/111188131376013686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-weird-dreams.html' title='My weird dreams'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-111165617534357077</id><published>2005-03-24T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T01:22:55.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/crackthesky9/1111561127_esbrandnew.jpg" border="0" alt="ASdg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You should listen to BRAND NEW...

These guys are extremely talented. If you are&lt;br&gt;interested you can visit their homepage at&lt;br&gt;www.brandnewrock.com
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When we go there i just walked around the house as usual and saw half.. well more like one forth of the movie...the incredibles.. then i look after my nefew.. (spell&gt;), i ate (non meat products) i;m a vegitarian.. after-wards i called sofi .. to see if shew as going to the party (there was two my mom's bd-ay,and my friends nefew) after like two hours sofi can and my sister brought her posse which were asses to me  and her.. so yea when danny go there to my cousins house, he gave us a ride to lilies.. we got in and spent sometime at the little kids party.. yay!! i played teatherball after like a whole lifetime of not playing.. so  then yea , we got candy and "danced " if was a kool  there lili , sofi,me,danny and his sister nina, and max went .. so yea it was a kool time there. then we left  max took me back to reina's and shit happend the dad was drunk and tried to kiss me he thought i was my mom, then i took him to my mom everyone was there, was falling but go to my mom who wanted to leave, then she's all like where the hell were you, i'm like whatever.. then when we were getting in the car. i yelled at my dad cuz he was like mean as drunk and saying shit to my brother (two years younger,17) and my mom and all defencing my dad. who was now like "what the fuck is your problem" and he tried  grab  me by the collar but i like ran out the car (stillnot in motion) and he got out and i go it but hit my head and my neck feel weird. he was all being an ass to my and my brother talking shit and hitting us.. i feelt into a depressive.. ok bi polar mode,... kinda maniactic.. cuz i had like this nervous breakdown.. my mom got mad.. (she doesnt' take them erious she thinkin an crazy(the bad word crazy.. like a fuck head relation to the meanin).. but now i'm better.... yea i cut my self again.. like aways... sorry people that know me.. i'm so freakin sorry but i had too. the pain and fustration was to much.. i hate drunk people.. hate them. i want a staightedge hot guy.. or just cute guy cuz ..that would be kool.. so yea i was like freakin pissed when i started this. which was like 1hr ago.. sorry i was talking to my doggy  and seeing a movie while i wrote this... ok well i guess that it for today.yea
i know it's been like a decade since i've written.

lates&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-111131216406276195?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/111131216406276195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=111131216406276195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/111131216406276195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/111131216406276195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2005/03/suicide-letter2.html' title='suicide letter2'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110863055540071128</id><published>2005-02-17T00:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T00:55:55.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So i've been put down once more  by the father. .. i'm never to go for at anything... my life just is not worth living, i've have many suicide thoughts but it i do not succeed in any of the attemps i will be scarred forever. i can just eassly get ride of the problem with a simple shot, but i'm not that kind of person...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110863055540071128?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110863055540071128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110863055540071128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110863055540071128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110863055540071128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-ive-been-put-down-once-more-by.html' title=''/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110845706016703385</id><published>2005-02-15T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T00:44:20.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>suicide letter</title><content type='html'>Suicide Letter:

"If i cut,stab,killed myself... Will you still love me!?"

When life has departed from my body, you will not regret it..i never did much to make any of you proud of who i was, i never did anything to make you proud of who i was going to be.i don't know why god wasted a perfectly good life form... ney life spand to have me here. i was never supposed to live. I know i can't keep on living here, i've been a disappoint meant for the start, i claimed my self to be smart, when in reality i was the meantaly deficted one.i know i 've done stupid things and you might think this is by far more the stupidest things i've ever done. but when you see me, and read the actual LETTERS i've written thousands of time trying to do what apartently now is ovious, i hope you laugh right there an then, i will become what i wanted for the better part of my life...a ghost to the world and a paradise for me.

-me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110845706016703385?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110845706016703385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110845706016703385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110845706016703385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110845706016703385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2005/02/suicide-letter.html' title='suicide letter'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110815709969538288</id><published>2005-02-11T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T13:24:59.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why is it that i'm always cast out. my sister thinks less of me. Wish me dead out load and i will not come true.... i always say, think it in your head and it will sooner or later.

I dont know what my purpose in life is.. i have nothing to live for. and no one to live for. i a few years.. ney maybe a few months i won'nt be alive to see what would  have become of me.

I have feelings... even devils have feelings....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110815709969538288?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110815709969538288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110815709969538288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110815709969538288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110815709969538288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2005/02/why-is-it-that-im-always-cast-out.html' title=''/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110730790012275800</id><published>2005-02-01T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T17:31:40.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is my title</title><content type='html'>just here at chaffey doing nothing about nothing.. and yea.. and ... nothing else has happend,i've been talking to esme for like two days now..i hadn't seeing her in a long time. but now its kool. so yea.. she gots a bf. and well i'm all alone so yea i'm available for all you mofo's. oh yea.. she CHANGED ALOT, well talk more later, cuz this time i really need to type some serious shit that has been happening...yea i know i get lazy, but not this time. ok.... ok well later, or be right back. k inlike 3 hrs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110730790012275800?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110730790012275800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110730790012275800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110730790012275800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110730790012275800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2005/02/this-is-my-title.html' title='this is my title'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110708001395542140</id><published>2005-01-30T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T02:13:33.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;
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 &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110327740656259655?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110327740656259655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110327740656259655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110327740656259655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110327740656259655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/12/39.html' title='....#39'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110318529258010574</id><published>2004-12-16T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T00:21:32.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#38</title><content type='html'>his shit suks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110318529258010574?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110318529258010574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110318529258010574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110318529258010574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110318529258010574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/12/38.html' title='....#38'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110296036892400831</id><published>2004-12-13T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T09:52:48.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#37.5</title><content type='html'>Lupe and her crazy shit..... COME ON! HWO THE FUCK WONT YOU KNOW WHEN ENOUGH IF ENOUGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110296036892400831?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110296036892400831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110296036892400831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110296036892400831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110296036892400831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/12/375.html' title='....#37.5'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110292416404728684</id><published>2004-12-12T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T23:49:24.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#37</title><content type='html'>Nothing to say.. havent studied and for sure i will fulnk this test.. i hate history... anywhoo thats all i have to day for today... holly jesus.. i hope i can make the best of it... must study tommorow, i have only like 5-6 hours to study tommorrow... if i study.... i will ... oh crap... i'm so freaking scared....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110292416404728684?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110292416404728684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110292416404728684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110292416404728684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110292416404728684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/12/37.html' title='....#37'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110282404930517855</id><published>2004-12-11T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T23:50:01.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#36</title><content type='html'>So yea i been her in home for like some time and i still dont know what to do... people i so dont feel good about me right now... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110282404930517855?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110282404930517855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110282404930517855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110282404930517855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110282404930517855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/12/36.html' title='....#36'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110258515738023139</id><published>2004-12-09T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T01:39:17.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#35</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q1.htm" target="new"&gt;
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Take the &lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q1.htm" 

target="new"&gt;What High School
Stereotype Are You?&lt;/a&gt; quiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110258515738023139?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110258515738023139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110258515738023139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110258515738023139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110258515738023139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/12/35.html' title='....#35'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110248525755961406</id><published>2004-12-07T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T21:54:17.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#34.5</title><content type='html'>this is the new layouts which i will be replacing in a few days. i didnt make it... i got it off &lt;a href="http://www.daydreamgraphics.com"&gt;DDG&lt;/a&gt; so there if you have a site other than blogs or blogs and get one all layouts there are kool. but i really want to make one for my blog so thats why i got this for just now.it doesnt go that much with my person thats why&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110248525755961406?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110248525755961406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110248525755961406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110248525755961406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110248525755961406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/12/345.html' title='....#34.5'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110241550949314937</id><published>2004-12-07T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T02:31:49.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#34.25</title><content type='html'>Going to put another skins cuz yea i dont like this one.. laters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110241550949314937?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110241550949314937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110241550949314937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110241550949314937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110241550949314937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/12/3425.html' title='....#34.25'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110224290366026538</id><published>2004-12-05T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T02:43:42.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#33</title><content type='html'>Today, i went to a concert that i didnt want to go to but i did. And it turn out to be a  great thing... ok well i went to see finch.. yeas FINCH... which i didnt really know anything about them mofo's... well i ended up not liking them anyways and liking the bands that opened for them way better... the people.. guys from BETA FACTOR ARE like the KOOLEST BAND I'VE EVER MET they are very kool and well i thought the other guys were freakers... didnt like them much except for this one pomona...band.. yea pomona.. i dont know the name of them sinco.. or something like the S and N and I in it.. it and orderly fashions of course... 
&lt;center&gt;
&lt;h1&gt;
FINCH&lt;/H1&gt;
&lt;h2&gt;
Beta Factor&lt;/H2&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;
A THRON FOR EVERYHEART&lt;/H3&gt;
&lt;h4&gt;Saosin&lt;/H4&gt; &lt;/center&gt;

no they are not in a chronological other... but i can say this that... the finch was last and Beta Factor was first i think yep they were.. and then i think if was saosin then a thron for everyheart and the freaking finch at the last... last.. so yea.. that was the line up.. and that its all for me..and just in case you are wondering i did get crushed and no i didnt do any crazy thing or rocked to the music.. i was more of listenning to it... that getting my anger out + i was and am very ill i mean sick like hell, can't even yell or speak much. and i got many sigs from the Beta Factor-s... except the vocals guy.. he was alredy gone.. plus a free cd. yay! ^_^


&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110224290366026538?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110224290366026538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110224290366026538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110224290366026538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110224290366026538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/12/33.html' title='....#33'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110196798938361225</id><published>2004-12-01T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T22:14:03.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...#32</title><content type='html'>Finally after almost a month or... 3 weeks with out a computer i finally got dad to fix it.. well actually i think it was mom or he didn it out of his own free will. Anywhoo here is the following past day

&lt;h4&gt;After The concert:&lt;/h4&gt;
I bought something well actually i bought a shirt from Café Tacuba and two pin a sticker and a demom cd from &lt;h3&gt; Los Anbandoned&lt;/h3&gt; BAD ASS BAND.. spanglish band. from chilé.

The Last Last Week
 went to sofi part and for the week just went to school

Last Week
party at my cousins house and the same for the week .. SCHOOL!

This week 
went to  danny's party and played ma catz ddr and the same for the week  FREAK SCHOOL WORKS WHICH I THIN MY HAIR IS FALLING OUT AND I'M GOING BAND BECAUSE TO THE FREAKING STRESSS AHHH!!!!!!!!! I'M SO GOING TO FUCK THE CLASSES.

tODAY:
NOTHING ... i didnt do my presentaion and i have till next week to do it. and i guess that all for today... ah.. tired vani said hi.
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110196798938361225?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110196798938361225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110196798938361225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110196798938361225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110196798938361225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/12/32.html' title='...#32'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110083520801305176</id><published>2004-11-18T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T19:36:11.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#31</title><content type='html'>So yet another day at the schools local libary and nothnig much do do.. well yea there is but i have not the tools to do the work i need to do.. cuz i was lazy to carry the books and so i have nothing to do .. its 7:30pm and i've been here since 6:45pm and i yet to wait till 8:00. I dropped a class cuz it was wrothless and well not i dont have a math.. so till next semester, and went to see about a counselor... i have to WAIT TWO WEEKS... going to call in the morning to get a spot to talk to that mofo. so well i guess thats all for now.. 
&lt;CENTER&gt;
&lt;H4&gt;GOING TO GO SEE &lt;h1&gt;CAFE TACUBA&lt;/h1&gt; AT THE &lt;h3&gt;GLASS HOUSE&lt;/H4&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;H3&gt;YAY FOR ME&lt;/H3&gt; &lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110083520801305176?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110083520801305176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110083520801305176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110083520801305176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110083520801305176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/11/31.html' title='....#31'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110066329582240486</id><published>2004-11-16T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T19:48:15.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#30</title><content type='html'>Well i havent posted cuz,.. well the computer is still messed up and well i dont think i can do anything about that only the brother knows what to do... so yea.. and he is fixing it right now.. and right now i'm in school, well i just doing what ever homework that is do tommorow.. so yea. and well, Went to sofi's borther "partey" then stuff happend and well people if you read this, for the spring break we have to GO TO SAN FRANSISCO!! LIKE WHY???? BECAUSE IS NOT NEAR POMONA. AND CUZ IF FAR. AND WE CAN GET STRANGEDEDEDED. YEHA!
&lt;H5&gt; mEOw!! ^_^&lt;/h5&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110066329582240486?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110066329582240486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110066329582240486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110066329582240486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110066329582240486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/11/30.html' title='....#30'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110038099834100427</id><published>2004-11-13T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T13:23:18.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#29</title><content type='html'>Well nothing much to say. well that and that my computer went into a shutdowm mode. or someone like my sister or brother did something to it. and its somewhat in a lost down mode.anywhoo other than that i just found out that i might flunk history and that suks, then i realizied taht i can drop math.. that catch up class but cause its not really getting me anywhere near into a class. So i guess for a while i would be on.. or i will be but not from my computer which isnt that great if you knwo what i mean. anywhoo that all i need to say right now and.. might be the only thing you hear from me. chao! ^_~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110038099834100427?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110038099834100427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110038099834100427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110038099834100427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110038099834100427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/11/29.html' title='....#29'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110022766200899422</id><published>2004-11-11T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T18:47:42.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#28.5</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;ERIKA&lt;/H1&gt;
you dont even have a blog on blogger i told you to get one.. and you didnt so screw you ! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110022766200899422?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110022766200899422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110022766200899422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110022766200899422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110022766200899422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/11/285.html' title='....#28.5'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-110022737830669142</id><published>2004-11-11T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T18:42:58.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#28</title><content type='html'>KROQ Almost Acoustic Christmas 2004


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(SOURCE kROQ 2004)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-110022737830669142?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/110022737830669142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=110022737830669142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110022737830669142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/110022737830669142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/11/28.html' title='....#28'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109998744085829486</id><published>2004-11-08T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T00:04:00.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#27</title><content type='html'>My arm bleed when i cut them,why i dont feel pain but pleasure. All emotions are away and only happyness runs through this veins. yep thats true.According to a vampyre site i found it a disorder in which vampyres cut themselves and feed on their own blood. and also that in the "HUMAN" world its a self-destruct disorder, in which you cut your self in order to replace your anger. yep you hurt your self to hurt others. i let myself down again.

Promise to stop and yet i still hope i can.Yeah i know i will have scars that will haunts me like hell. But i think that the important thing is that i actually have acknowledge that i have a promble and i dont deny it. 

Sure many people will say, i cut my self so what does that mean i have a disfuktional brain likeyours?

The answer is not. cuz.. i mean some people brag that they cut them self.but its just for fun, you people have no fucking idea of what the fuck i've been through. So i guess if you would ask if i was crazy . i would say HECK YES I AM, CRAZY IN THE STILL MENTALLY STABLE WAY, LOL so yea i guess thats all i have to say about that right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109998744085829486?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109998744085829486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109998744085829486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109998744085829486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109998744085829486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/11/27.html' title='....#27'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109989838670455663</id><published>2004-11-07T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T23:23:55.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#26(Doir aka Jacelyn's )</title><content type='html'>OKAY, YES PEOPLE CLAIM I HATE THEM (you know who you are, no its not just for you.. but for like a few more ppl along with you)and i dont.. hate is somewhat of a strong word when people dont really pay attention, till later.
xDiorAngelX no i dont hate you, and i think i do somewhat admire you, but not in an obssesive way.. in which you may think. and as for the whole shit about copying... well the code i did copy at first.. but after that, i just made my own. and the whole style copying.. i dont think so.. i totally see your style the SAME AS Ev0nE STYLES, so dont say shit, k and no i dont hate you, i just dislike you for bragging about your self and other shit. i do admire that fact that you keep your promise to check and haunt me, lol nowadays many dont keep simple or stupid promises. you can read this or dont, you can think this is totally BS or not. you can either be a good friends or you can. My guess is that better to have good enemies than bad friends. god knows there not many of good friends. okay,i guess thats all i'm going to say about that. i probably made many enemies. AND IF I DID I DONT KNOW SHIT ABOUT WHO THEY ARE. at least i made it to your fan list... i know not many can. lol and I DONT HATE YOU LIKE I SAID BEFORE. Unless you show me where or when i said that THEN YOU ARE WRONG 
&lt;H5&gt;DISLIKE IS NOT THE SAME AS HATE&lt;/H5&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109989838670455663?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109989838670455663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109989838670455663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109989838670455663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109989838670455663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/11/26doir-aka-jacelyns.html' title='....#26(Doir aka Jacelyn&apos;s )'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109995793517504053</id><published>2004-11-07T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T23:44:42.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...grr..</title><content type='html'>well, i guess i dont need to argue with a waste of life form. or one that claims to own the right to every blogskins that looks like hers, lol and i will quote "dont put words in my mouth" i didnt.. they just happen to be there and i think that bringing up the gay or lesbian thing in to the debate thingy was totally uncalled for or unnecessary. 
&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-1/64113/dior.jpg"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
i didt say anything about hate just dislike. well 
i leave this like this,i can do and think whatever, and so can she.i just wish i could get hate mail or hate-e-mail, that would be kool! but thats just me... i dont think i would get many or any fanmail/fan-e-mail. but i have gotten hate post in the chatter thingy. lol
Well if anyone does want to email me
&lt;a href="mailto:foofighterschick99@yahoo.com"&gt;FooFighterschick99@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109995793517504053?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109995793517504053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109995793517504053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109995793517504053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109995793517504053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/11/grr.html' title='...grr..'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109979362388275472</id><published>2004-11-06T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T18:14:15.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for xDoirAngelX</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Entry for xDoirAngelX&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
Like confession ok it seems you like this one&lt;/p&gt;


Ok First of all
I Might be copying your code... but not your style DiorAngel. M'KAY!..thats all. my layouts are probabily based on yours.but they are totally mine. Sorry if it look like i'm stealing your light.
&lt;/p&gt;
Ok First of all
I Might be copying your code... but not your style DiorAngel. M'KAY!..thats all. my layouts are probabily based on yours.but they are totally mine. Sorry if it look like i'm stealing your light.
&lt;/p&gt;
Ok First of all
I Might be copying your code... but not your style DiorAngel. M'KAY!..thats all. my layouts are probabily based on yours.but they are totally mine. Sorry if it look like i'm stealing your light.
&lt;/p&gt;


Ok First of all
I Might be copying your code... but not your style DiorAngel. M'KAY!..thats all. my layouts are&lt;b&gt; probabily*&lt;/b&gt; based on yours.but they are totally mine. Sorry if it look like i'm stealing your light.&lt;/p&gt;

there, i hope really hope you are happy, YOU KNOW HOW GAY I CAN GET thats why i did it for you.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;

*not likely, just giving you a bit of creadit you know since you despreadly need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109979362388275472?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109979362388275472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109979362388275472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109979362388275472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109979362388275472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/11/for-xdoirangelx.html' title='for xDoirAngelX'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109979136687493789</id><published>2004-11-06T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T17:36:06.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#25.50</title><content type='html'>Just Got dejected from some shitty site..., because of use of "PROFANITY" WELL THEY CAN KISS MY FACE FOR ALL I CARE.i just can put whatever i want here... except for porn...hahaha, i just cant saying what i feel with out the famous words furk, Shit, and bitch.

My sister left cuz i was putting the volume up of the music, well she can kiss my face for all i care..(i say kiss my face insted of kiss my azz) anywhoo, well i guess she got very pissed off becuase of it. so she stormed out to her room. hahaha i laught at her. Sadly the bad feeling is comming back again...i cant let it .or her win...

i think i'm pretty much a cougard when if comes to dealing with my emo... feel...problems..i think...or not very good with my anger...thats why i cut my self..i just found out that one other good friend of mine does it too. and well i told him i didnt do it anymore.. which was semi true, cuz i had stopped again like a week ago. So i told him about the chick from Degrassi, that we should get the rubberband and just do the snapping thing to replace the cutting.

He is ACTUALLY DOING THE RUBBERBAND THINGY, well he got one, i dont know if it will work... hopefully it does and i can follow. 
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109979136687493789?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109979136687493789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109979136687493789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109979136687493789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109979136687493789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/11/2550.html' title='....#25.50'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109973579648877717</id><published>2004-11-06T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T02:09:56.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#25.25</title><content type='html'>nothing to say...mom and dad are gone.. to reno. and i have skool tommorow.....latez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109973579648877717?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109973579648877717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109973579648877717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109973579648877717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109973579648877717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/11/2525.html' title='....#25.25'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109969895510828119</id><published>2004-11-05T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T15:55:55.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#24</title><content type='html'>I kinda dislike my uncle Miguel. Sometimes he is really demented, but then a couple of days ago he just touched me... I asked for his expertise listening to a radio program about ingratitude in today's cut-throat corporate world, and then he was like:
&lt;p&gt;

"&lt;i&gt;Whoa! I am so sick of hearing about  today's cut-throat corporate world all the time!&lt;/i&gt;"
&lt;p&gt;

At first I started bitching "&lt;i&gt;WHOA!&lt;/i&gt;" and then the next day I just suddenly got this dangerous look in my eyes. After all, he *is* my uncle and he kinda loves me...
&lt;p&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Link of the day:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.flooble.com/fun/joke.php"&gt;Joke Ratings&lt;/a&gt; | Randomly generated by &lt;a href="http://www.flooble.com/fun/bloggen.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Flooble Instant Blog Post Generator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109969895510828119?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109969895510828119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109969895510828119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109969895510828119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109969895510828119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/11/24.html' title='....#24'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109956161073011016</id><published>2004-11-03T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T01:46:50.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#23</title><content type='html'>adik: hi
me: heu&lt;/br&gt;
me: hey&lt;/br&gt;
adik: your skin... the gurl that looks like a ragdoll&lt;/br&gt;
me: oh yea.. the picture you want it right?&lt;/br&gt;
adik: it disappeared.. can u give it to me please?&lt;/br&gt;
adik: :(&lt;/br&gt;
adik: yes...&lt;/br&gt;
adik: where can i get it?&lt;/br&gt;
me: i'll give you the link , let me find it&lt;/br&gt;
adik: ok..&lt;/br&gt;
adik: thanks a lot!&lt;/br&gt;
me: http://www.cc.rim.or.jp/~urara/cg/org/org08.html save it or something..k&lt;/br&gt;
me: go it?&lt;/br&gt;
adik: ei&lt;/br&gt;
adik: I got disconnected&lt;/br&gt;
adik: anyways.. thanks a lot&lt;/br&gt;
adik: :)&lt;/br&gt;
me: ok&lt;/br&gt;
me: kool, glad to help &lt;/br&gt;
adik: :)&lt;/br&gt;
adik: hmm.. can I ask, where are u from?&lt;/br&gt;
me: california&lt;/br&gt;
adik: oh.. ok.. thanks again!&lt;/br&gt;
adik: :)&lt;/br&gt;
me: your welcome ^_^&lt;/br&gt;

Went to skool and came back
&lt;h1&gt;Bush suks!&lt;/h1&gt;
prepare for the fall of man (humans aka usa ppl)
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109956161073011016?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109956161073011016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109956161073011016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109956161073011016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109956161073011016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/11/23.html' title='....#23'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109946601781816123</id><published>2004-11-02T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T23:16:28.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....#22</title><content type='html'>I have done the biggest mistake ever.
Why choouse between two people to run the country, when you can run your own life. if you have registered by perpared to have the government RULE YOUR LIVE.

I first thought of all this when i saw that i was... or am becomming addicted to politcs crap. i have been anixious to know how is going to win .. *bush (that fucker!)i hate be fucking face..what a re-re* 

Ok!, I AM SO FORRRR!!! KEERRRRYYYY!!!!!!!!!!
and i'm mexican, and i can see that your 
retarded fucks are so for Bush the fucking retard with the stoned face that doesnt knOW which way is uP! Kerry want to grant anmesty to us Mexicans after you fucks rules over us, by being the fucking dicks and cunts your are.&lt;B&gt;WHY CAN WE ALL GET ALONG? I MEAN I FEEL THAT THATS BE MANIN REASON WHY PUSH (nick for bush) IS WINNING, CUZ YOU FREAKING WHITE AND SOME OTHER RACES FUCKS CAN'T ACCEPT THE FACT THAT MEXICANS ARE HERE AND THEY ARE HERE TO STAY.&lt;/B&gt; .. ok i will if i get more fired up. and need to say something more.. i'll post it.. and i dont give a rats' ass about it.

&lt;H1&gt;VOTED FOR KERRY!&lt;/H1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109946601781816123?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109946601781816123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109946601781816123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109946601781816123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109946601781816123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/11/22.html' title='....#22'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109929556705988236</id><published>2004-10-31T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T23:52:47.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...#21.5</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/ivan1510/1099285373_StopSign58.gif" border="0" alt="stop sign"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are a stop sign
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ivan1510/quizzes/What%20street%20sign%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What street sign are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109929556705988236?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109929556705988236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109929556705988236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109929556705988236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109929556705988236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/10/215.html' title='...#21.5'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109928838702907539</id><published>2004-10-31T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T15:57:28.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...#21</title><content type='html'>Halloween Finally... Almost over... yeah, i cant say it was a good day for me.... since i only got like a little pumpkin bucket load full... so it sucked like hell. i guess thats all i can say and oh yea, i got screw out of some candy.. cuz um right now i was trading cancy with the sister. and... well after that.. i finger out that the CRUNCH i gave her was carmel... and i LOVES THOSE!!!, anyhow.. i guess its ok.. i got a recess for it..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;center&gt;
&lt;H2&gt;HAPPY B-DAY!!! ERIKA!!!&lt;/H2&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
yep today is erika's b-day... on HALLOWEEN.. oooouuu.. scary. hahaha. well anywhoo thats all i have to say..&lt;/p&gt;

Song:n/a&lt;/br&gt;
Show:Aquan Teen Hunger Force&lt;/br&gt;
Mood: blah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109928838702907539?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109928838702907539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109928838702907539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109928838702907539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109928838702907539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/10/21_31.html' title='...#21'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109912337419731117</id><published>2004-10-30T01:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T01:12:52.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....#20</title><content type='html'>So i guess, i'm supposed to talk about my day... i cant see anything bad.. or good that happend today. so i'm going to post a quiz.. cuz i'm bored.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/tweak23/1059729444_zsecretary.jpg" border="0" alt="Secretary"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You must like to spank or be spanked, because your&lt;br&gt;romance is remeniscent of Secretary. A truly&lt;br&gt;modern love story, it shows that you don't need&lt;br&gt;to be conventional to be normal. You're&lt;br&gt;probably the type that owns a whole lot more&lt;br&gt;leather than what's upholstering your car or&lt;br&gt;sofa. Yeah, you know what I mean.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/tweak23/quizzes/What%20Romance%20Movie%20Best%20Represents%20Your%20Love%20Life%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Romance Movie Best Represents Your Love Life?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

wow, didnt see that comming, yea i'm weird.. so the quizzy must be true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109912337419731117?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109912337419731117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109912337419731117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109912337419731117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109912337419731117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/10/20.html' title='....#20'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109877800510269375</id><published>2004-10-26T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T01:06:45.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....#19</title><content type='html'>I dont know what's going on.. but here is the story...oh yeah i'm not going to use her name or his... confidentiality

I have a cousin which has a boyfriend. he is like so totally kool, i get along with him a lot much better than the one before... anywhoo the point is.that I'VE been hanging alot with them, well like mostly every weekend. She is like all over him everywhere, when he drives, she places her hand on his hand which is in the stick shif, and awww, it's the cutes thing ever... They did a thing.. well more like a love memo,note thingy, which they have in their car. She has one and He has on in her car, both are on the where the meter reads. I think that is like very somewhat romatic...like words to encourage one another. 
Well anywhoo like i was saying.. i have been spending alot of time with them. and well he stays up all night with us.. like till like 3-2:30 am, just seeing movies. he is like to totally koolest nice person guy ever.. well cousins bf ever. ok so here is the deal

The say my cousin came over, and he came over too and stayed all night till like 2:30am, i had this day dream that i told my cousin that he (her bg) had kissed me and she was like whatever. like didnt really care.. well more like you know you can use something for are much as you want as long and you dont go to far, or keep it. thats how she reacted... like ok you can do it again as long as it doesnt get out of control.

Today i went to her house and he was there, and they were watching a movie "Stair (spl?) Of Echoes" ... anywhoo, we watch it and dad said he was leaving...(i got there cuz the dad picked me up from school, i have night sckool.. college) anywhoo dad left and he was like we're leaving, and i'm like no, i want to see the movie.. the my cousin suggested that her bg could take me home...since it was on his way home. so i stayed and the movie ended, it was now almost 11pm and we left like at 10:54. he open the door for me. and my cousin was there talking with us... (making time.. till i got in so they could kiss in stuff) so i got in and waited in the car.. and the 10 sec. he got in. and, i asked he is was going to take her to skool in the morning.. then all the drive to my house was talking about her, and skool, and work...( yes we actually have something to talk about .. even it its someone..)then he is like i'll call her and tell her, since we ALWAYS TALK BEFORE WE GO TO SLEEP i think and thought that was so cute... anywhoo so i got home and said thanks and stuff. and then it hit me.. i might have a crush on him....but still dont know... and i think its not right...aaaahhhhh!!!!! this feeling is confusing.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109877800510269375?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109877800510269375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109877800510269375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109877800510269375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109877800510269375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/10/19.html' title='....#19'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109877155258495811</id><published>2004-10-25T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T23:19:12.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....#18</title><content type='html'>Ok First of all
I Might be copying your code... but not your style DiorAngel. M'KAY!..thats all. my layouts are probabily based on yours.but they are totally mine. Sorry if it look like i'm stealing your light :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109877155258495811?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109877155258495811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109877155258495811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109877155258495811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109877155258495811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/10/18.html' title='....#18'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109867179848514444</id><published>2004-10-24T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T19:37:30.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....#17</title><content type='html'>Nothing to say...the people here are being a bit on the bitchy side. 

Vote for Kerry... um... brb

Lure My soul
A story about how Alex and Brent meet.. This is like the end of the beginning.. So well I’m going to come up with the beginning when Brent first laid eyes on alexia.,  I also have an episode of the job this two.. , Alex comes up with.. If you read the chapter on "Life" which is really supposed to be the sequel to Lure my soul.. So I might change the title.. just to make it all like a series thingy .. anywhoo. k , well laters, I hope its ok.. &lt;/br&gt;~meow!*&lt;/p&gt;
-=on the 5th floor of a Victorian looking apartment next to a window there a gurl about 18 appears to be talking to someone. A close view of that window a along with the gurl two more individuals are there=-&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Ale:&lt;/b&gt; I cant compete with her, with the attitude of a jerk and the body of a barbie. *tear flows from  eye*&lt;/br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Nicole:&lt;/b&gt;*smiley grin* off course not! You’re really thought Brent was serious about you? *Evil loud laugh* you were just a mere toy to him. I'm way better looking and vital for him to leave me. And his way to hot for your sake! Alexia gets the drift of it! he doesn’t want you , he doesn’t love you, and he is MINE!! Now get out!&lt;/br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Ale:&lt;/b&gt;... I understand... something always told me... it was to good to be true, fantasy became my reality, break what breaks you...&lt;/br&gt;

*tears over flow her eyes she walks way over to the door, glances at Brent and goes to him* with this goodbye I end my fantasy *she hugs Brent*
&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Nicole:&lt;/b&gt; ok enough* she runs and pushes her way from Brent* GET OUT!&lt;/br&gt;

*Silence for 3 sec what seems like yrs then suddenly*&lt;/br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Brent:&lt;/b&gt; ALEX!! WAIT! &lt;/br&gt;*grabs her hand and pulls her to him as he maneuvers his hand and hers on her back, their lips collapse, into a passionate French tongue kiss.&lt;/br&gt;

*sge looked into his eyes*&lt;/br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Ale:&lt;/b&gt;...Brent...*slaps* don’t...&lt;/br&gt;

She gets cut off before she could say another word.&lt;/br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Brent:&lt;/b&gt;Alex, I love...!&lt;/br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Ale:&lt;/b&gt;Brent! don’t just don’t.. *Runs off sad*&lt;/br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Nicole:&lt;/b&gt; wah? Brent baby are you ok?&lt;/br&gt;
 *Brent, self thought*&lt;/br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Brent:&lt;/b&gt;I've always have.... Nicole was just a test for me.. I watched you from a far, before we met at borders, I can still remember your every little details and gestures, even body movement. but my parent had already set me up with Nicole…damn them!&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;*looks around as if he just work up from a horrible dream.*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Nicole:&lt;/b&gt; Brent... honey.. *snaps* snap out of It.&lt;/br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Brent:&lt;/b&gt; Nicole listen I’m sorry...&lt;/br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Nicole:&lt;/b&gt; what are you talking about?&lt;/br&gt;
*he places both hand on her shoulders, then he cups her face in*&lt;/br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Brent:&lt;/b&gt;I don’t love you., I tried , and I truly did try too...&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Nicole:&lt;/b&gt; *jaw drops* what did you say.. are you alright?&lt;/br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Brent:&lt;/b&gt;..Nicole please understands. You are the most beautiful gurl I've seen but to me human beauty lures me... Its like my father said the living are alluring, and bewitching. Nicole...it was love at first sight...I just didn’t know till it was to late.., and that girl that just ran out is my one and only love.&lt;/br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Nicole:&lt;/b&gt; *tears* Brent we belong together, we are the same specie, same social status, and know about out past, we've known each other since childhood. And I love you.&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Brent:&lt;/b&gt;but…I don’t! Sorry Nicole, but its over I just cant lie to you, plus Seth liked you since many a long time. *Heads to the font door*, well this is it, sorry about us Nicole, its just that is can never be..&lt;/br&gt;*walks out, leaves scene*&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;*somewhere on A street*&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;

*walking by a coffeé*
&lt;b&gt;Ale:&lt;/b&gt;...*low whispering sad voice* I never should have trusted him, god Sam you were so wrong about him.. &lt;/br&gt;
Brent: *shouts* ALEX! WAIT! ALEX!&lt;/br&gt;

-= a shock expression shapes her face, her limbs become numb and her since of mental stability reacts in a nervous state, her eyes widen and a tear is let lose=-&lt;/br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Alex:&lt;/b&gt;..*wishful voice* Brent?...*looks back*

-=she felt a sudden rush of pain, because she could've sworn she hear him call out for her.. She thought that her mind and sadness my be playing tricks with her. she turn back and places her sight on the ground she sees a shadow in front of her and she lifter her eyes with a blink, and a booklet of flowers appeared right before her=-

&lt;b&gt;Ale:&lt;/b&gt;Lavenders?&lt;/br&gt;
*Brent pops out from behind the flowers*
&lt;b&gt;Brent:&lt;/b&gt; Forgive me, my love I’m not w.&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Ale:&lt;/b&gt;BRENT! Don’t, just don’t.. Stop hurting me, just please stop &lt;/br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Brent:&lt;/b&gt;Alexia I LOVE YOU, I'VE ALWAYS HAVE..&lt;/br&gt;
-=there was sort of truth that made her change her mind =-
&lt;b&gt;Ale:&lt;/b&gt;what did you say? &lt;/br&gt;&gt;
-=she asked in disbelief. she was shocked to her those words.. Since she never her him say that.=-&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Brent:&lt;/b&gt;I love you, I always have!, when I’m not around you I 'm lost dizzied and confuse.. don’t can distinguish up from down, with out you there no reason to live, you complete me.&lt;/br&gt;
*silence*
Would you be mine, my lover, my gurl, my mate for life?&lt;/br&gt;

-=just then ale looked back and saw Nicole...=-&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Alex:&lt;/b&gt;Nicole...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
*Brent looks back*&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Nicole:&lt;/b&gt;.. You truly are serious...&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Alex: &lt;/b&gt;I'm so so sorry...&lt;/p&gt;

-=Nicole just stared at ale and Brent and took of running. Alex chased after her leaving Brent behind dumfounded, as you run behind she makes her way back to the apartment, in which ale decides to keep on following her and to catch up with her after she decides to take the elevator. When she gets to the room the door is open and she walks in.theres nobody, but a letter on the table. Where a vase stood. The paper indicated that it’s for her. So Alex unfolds the letter paper. and reads it=-&lt;/br&gt;

*Letter reads*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;b&gt;"Dears Alexia,&lt;/p&gt;
I hope you make him happy, I now know I never did, love him, cherish him, just on thing stay away from his parents.."&lt;/br&gt;
~Nicole~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Brent:&lt;/b&gt;what is it?&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Alex:&lt;/b&gt;nothing&lt;br&gt;*crumbles the paper and leaves towards the door*&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Brent:&lt;/b&gt;so will you be mine? For all eternity&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Alex:&lt;/b&gt; eternity? lol, I wont live that long, and neither will you... &lt;/br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Brent&lt;/b&gt;...Alex...I need to tell you something..&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Alex:&lt;/b&gt;what&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Brent:&lt;/b&gt;I'm a...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Alex:&lt;/b&gt;a&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Brent:&lt;/b&gt;I’m. a.. v.. bit tired...*self-thoughts* (I cant tell you now... not now. I’m sorry)&lt;br&gt;
-=a sorrowful looks appears on Brent’s face. And Ale is somewhat uneasy, but she doesn’t care much.=-&lt;/p&gt;


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ok well,i guess thats it.. and that above this was a short story..i think you would have to read the first chapter to really undrestand... 
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109867179848514444?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109867179848514444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109867179848514444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109867179848514444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109867179848514444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/10/17.html' title='....#17'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109843495781043383</id><published>2004-10-22T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T01:49:17.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....#16</title><content type='html'>ok, ok, i knwo i might have been an ass to my granmama.. but.. ... its was all true..and well i didnt say she could be a nice nice person.. i love it that she is here.. with us.. aka me. well anywhoo

&lt;strong&gt;Today:&lt;/strong&gt; 
i got up at twelve, walked, and talked to the sister. and went to skool. and went in the room and got my test back i got a 75.5+2 = 77.5 so that was my grade, and i didnt study... i know i should study.. but i can't, and way cani do.. that's why i dont want to live here anymore.. feel that theres to many distractions.
Right now i'm seeing Lupin the Thrid.. and anime show.. on adult swim..cartoon network. ok well thats all i have to say today..
&lt;center&gt; &lt;strong&gt;meow!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109843495781043383?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109843495781043383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109843495781043383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109843495781043383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109843495781043383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/10/16.html' title='....#16'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109839017604754023</id><published>2004-10-21T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T13:22:56.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...#14and #15</title><content type='html'>well its rainning like hell.. but not as much as yestureday...and the granma is very annouying... thinks i'm not eating to lose weight.. lmaf, i dont think so..i dont eat cuz i dont want to...i eat when i feel like it.. aka when i feel i need to. she wants to feed me like ever other hrs its like "hello! your the food freak, that wants to make me fat and shit like that. so pls just shut up !", my grandma is very annoying.. other people think she is kool.... "yeah if she is not living with them duh!"... she wants us to do everything perfect, and dude/dudedettes, i dont think so nots perfect... she is a kitchen freak, i mean ... if a kitch was the only room of a house.. she would be more than happy to live there... 

anywhoo....

enough of the granmama

She can be kool. but "dont get into none of you bussiness, okay, its just plain annoying..becuase you then deny it..." and its all like right... you dont care about theres life.. when she is right outside your door with an ear attach to the door hearing your ""private"" convo.. well i guess thats all i have to day for today 

Yesturday:
Rainned like hell and .. some guy derived of the road.. but nothing happend to him.. his car.. just.. stopped working.. then my eng class was cancelled., i didnt do much dad went to the bakery to buy bread and stuff, i got a piggy ... its kool. aka its a bread shaped of a piggy... i loved thouse in MEXICO.. they are the shiznit.. anywhoo thats all the happend.. that one other day. aka yesturday..OCT 20 04&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109839017604754023?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109839017604754023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109839017604754023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109839017604754023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109839017604754023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/10/14and-15.html' title='...#14and #15'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109821831420944366</id><published>2004-10-19T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T13:38:34.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....#13</title><content type='html'>So today again i going to have another midterm for psy.. damn the eng one went totally wrong.. well wish me luck... anywhoo thats all i have to day today... or well for now.. lol, so yea. meow.. oh yea and i kill two fleas my biotch vanina had.. before i gave her a bath.. anwyho thats all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109821831420944366?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109821831420944366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109821831420944366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109821831420944366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109821831420944366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/10/13.html' title='....#13'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109808398948351809</id><published>2004-10-18T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T13:36:55.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....#12</title><content type='html'>ok well   tommorow is rene's b-day and well i wish him happy-b-day! going to be 20 and he looks 18 lol funny how it  life works...  anywhoo well i dont have much to day thats it so yea....
i prrfrr sesshomaru me  sesshy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109808398948351809?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109808398948351809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109808398948351809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109808398948351809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109808398948351809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/10/12.html' title='....#12'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109806514978650233</id><published>2004-10-17T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T19:05:49.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....#11.5</title><content type='html'>meow,..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109806514978650233?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109806514978650233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109806514978650233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109806514978650233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109806514978650233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/10/115.html' title='....#11.5'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109806461615604284</id><published>2004-10-17T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T18:56:56.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....#11</title><content type='html'>oh crap, he called me again... i'm getting somewhat scared.. it's been some years since i met him and live almost every year he calls and i dont want to talk to him why should i .. he is a ugh ewky person. anywhoo.well i was a reina's house today.. brbr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109806461615604284?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109806461615604284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109806461615604284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109806461615604284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109806461615604284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/10/11.html' title='....#11'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109783188192106830</id><published>2004-10-15T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T02:18:48.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....#10</title><content type='html'>I honestly love my grandpa Ross. On weekends he is very crazy, but a couple of days ago he just interested me... I could really use his help talking to someone about education on the African subcontinent, but then he was all:
&lt;p&gt;

"&lt;i&gt;Shut up! Don't tell me you're into  the African subcontinent too!&lt;/i&gt;"
&lt;p&gt;

At first I was all "&lt;i&gt;DUDE!&lt;/i&gt;" and then this morning I just quieted down and began picking my nose. After all, he *is* my grandpa and all he cares about is my own good...
&lt;p&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Link of the day:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.flooble.com/fun/genesis.php"&gt;Project Genesis&lt;/a&gt; | Randomly generated by &lt;a href="http://www.flooble.com/fun/bloggen.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Flooble Instant Blog Post Generator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109783188192106830?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109783188192106830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109783188192106830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109783188192106830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109783188192106830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/10/10.html' title='....#10'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109783186180498958</id><published>2004-10-15T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T02:18:23.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....#9</title><content type='html'>I kinda dislike my uncle Bob. At times he is quite demented, but then a couple of days ago he just shocked me... I could really use his years of training listening to a radio program about luck in the coming decades, but he started bitching:
&lt;p&gt;

"&lt;i&gt;Dude! I was just learning about  the coming decades in class!&lt;/i&gt;"
&lt;p&gt;

At first I interrupted "&lt;i&gt;OH MAN!&lt;/i&gt;" and just now I just suddenly got this dangerous look in my eyes. After all, he *is* my uncle and I need to make this work...
&lt;p&gt;

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Pk well today, i got up at eleven and did nothing. then did homework, the printer didnt work so i got made and saved it on a sloppy disk (i call it like that)then i went to skool move drove me there, then, i went to class and ran out with the sloppy and a dollar to the libary, i missed like the first10-15 mins. just printing.. then we did all the stuff in class we always do, then i had a midterm. and i think i failed, because.. well didnt understand that story &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"the liar"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; well that as it, and the teacher said i was doing  good.. i dont think that for my self... or about my self.. well i guess i'll have to see what i got.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109774445747738546?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109774445747738546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109774445747738546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109774445747738546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109774445747738546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/10/8_14.html' title='....#8'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109774228706475221</id><published>2004-10-07T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T01:24:47.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....#8</title><content type='html'>HELLO! Freak, . i'm in school right now.. dude what are you talking about.. no i can go.... .. that is what i will be saying to max.. on saturday if he calls me in the morning, cuz that is like so damn right. i'm in school and he wasnt me to bring him the karaoke machine... i dont think so ,... well i think so...jk, yea MAX YA SAVES QUE SI.. and how.. as for the wood i dont know.. and when are we going to practice?

and if we do.. dude i hear nina doesnt want to.. *TO NINA* DUDE I DONT THINK SO you have has stay your self there., you are .. have to be part the the el tab.. or eltab.. (is it togethere or separate?), well i doknt know.. anywhoo you knwo what i'm saying.. and yea the other day some weird dude ask for my numero and i'l like hell no freak.. well i actually didnt say anything.. cuz he used the lames pick up lines.. anywhoo i guess thats all i have to say... for righ tnow.. that is...yea anywho laters from the jadedblack kat

~meow!
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Go if you want to 
I never tried to stop you 
Know there's a reason 
For all of this you're feeling 
Love its not my call 
You couldnt ever love me more 
You couldnt love me more 
You couldnt love

Me I dont show much 
Its not that hard to hide you 
See in a moment 
I cant remember how to 
Be all you wanted 
I couldnt ever love you more 
I couldnt love you more 
I couldnt love
You want me to cry and play my part 
I want you to sigh and fall apart 
We want this like everyone else 

Stay if you want to 
I always wait to hear you 
Say there's a last kiss 
For all the times you run this 
Way its not my fault 
You couldnt ever love me more 
You couldnt love me more 
You couldnt love

Love me more
Couldnt ever love me more 
I couldnt love you more 
I couldnt love

You want me to lie not break your heart 
I want you to fly not stop and start 
We want us like everything else 

Maybe we didnt understand 
Not just a boy and a girl 
Its just the end of the
end of the world 

Me i dont say much 
Its far too hard to make you 
See in a moment 
I still forget just how to 
Be all you wanted 
I couldnt ever love you more 
I couldnt love you more
I couldnt love you more


I couldnt love you more
I couldnt love you more &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8715326-109774080485618177?l=nayha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/feeds/109774080485618177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8715326&amp;postID=109774080485618177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109774080485618177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8715326/posts/default/109774080485618177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nayha.blogspot.com/2004/09/7.html' title='....#7'/><author><name>nayha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06194061816775489146</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-8715326.post-109774071593998412</id><published>2004-09-29T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T01:06:18.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....#6</title><content type='html'>soy fragilidad sin ti . come super ra el fin. donde es que dañe, no es..
 

I cut myself. i kill my self, alone with, i get nervous brake downs, i talk to him. and then well depression.. .. fuck theres so many things to tell i cant.. 
 

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 wonder why i dont write about my feeling... maybe, i dont want to cause people problems. with my problems, i wonder if i'll ever get to tell someone...i cant. damn...crap...... 
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Today: 
well today... nothing happend , my mom told me to wake up and i woke up , got up and ... got the guitar, and praticed.. then i cleaned my room and went out and saw that dad, my sis, brother and mom, had taken my car out for a spin.. then.. found out they went to reina's house.. then to buy its some carpers.. which are kool! (thanks dad) you own my big time!.. then.. well now i'm here cuz i didnt go to the fair.. today is the last day.. and mom and dad whent witht he uncle and aunt... reina's parents. and thats it now i'm hear seeing spanish, well now i'm seeing "IN SEARCH OF THE PARTRIDGE FAMILY." if very kool .. anywhoo. anywhoo then.... now i'm leaving.. test tommrow.. me ...study.. yea I DO STUDY! 

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wished something on 11:21 PM
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while i find that song.. i'll just type what i wrot.. long time ago.. k 


FROM THE JOURNAL OF MY JUNIOR YEAR


I use to believe in witches, but now i dont, i wonder why were they called witches. I think that people were freaked out by them because they could do all sorts of magic. I dont believe in witches but i do believe theres magic and spells. And theirs oeple tha tcan do magic and work spells and those people are called giftec because not many people can do that. People think that witches are related to Satan. People have a very extanded imgination, so when they see soemthing their mind proget something else, maybe that were they got the idea of witches, gobblins. ect.
anwywhoo, wow! now that i read it.. i was contridicting my self a bit at the beginning... i'm suprised i got full credit.. anywhoo

brb
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but this is what i think 

"I am what i am/ 
a simple gurl/ 
wanting love/ 
Getting nowhere/ 
Wanting freedom/ 
getting nowhere/ 
Wanting hope/ 
gettting nowherer/ 
wanting a voice/ 
Getting nowhere/ 
wanting to live/ 
getting nowhere/ 
wanting..death / 
and getting nowhere..."
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