<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:21:19.136-06:00</updated><category term='red light'/><category term='homework'/><category term='music'/><category term='stupid'/><category term='david nail'/><title type='text'>my life: as run (unfortunately) by my parents.</title><subtitle type='html'>waiting for something that'll never happen, so i keep fightin my way through life, takin it one day at time, ready for the worst, but prayin for the best, hopin i'll come out better than the rest, knowing that if it don't, i'll live through it anyway, cuz this is me, and it's my way of life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>130</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-5128930169059255665</id><published>2011-05-18T12:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T12:29:34.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11 days left</title><content type='html'>Sooooo 11 days left. I already dont wanna do any homework. I have a stupid spanish final friday. Altho we watched finding nemo today so it wasnt that bad. Davie being a lucky. Duck is done with school already. Hurley leaves friday. Idk if im happy bout that or annoyed that he hasnt talked to me for three years. Idk lifes too short to be confused. i really just want to be done at ghs completely but no o got one more year. Altho next yr im not goin to miss meghannes lunch creations since im not going to have lunch next yr. Idk rite now its just a ton of mixed emotions rite now. But davies coming up today so im having a pretty good day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-5128930169059255665?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5128930169059255665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=5128930169059255665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/5128930169059255665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/5128930169059255665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2011/05/11-days-left.html' title='11 days left'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-2316585107847854081</id><published>2010-12-13T12:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T12:47:06.279-06:00</updated><title type='text'>17 for a month, and nothings happened</title><content type='html'>sooo.... i walk into ag today and im talkin 2 sarah and then hurless walks in and hes wearing the same color sweatshirt as me and he sits down and automatically takes off his sweathirt and hes wearin the same damn tshirt as me too. WTF!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otherwise today... dull. its a monday and its fucking freezing outside and i REALLY dont wanna go to work sooo... yea. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the band concert yesterday was super fucking boring and all we did was mess around on hajos phone the whole time. yea. funny shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i reeeaaaaalllllyyyyy miss david but hes a half hr away and hes got finals all the this week so i cant rly talk 2 him when hes at school so it sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next week i have finals which sucks :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after next wed im free till jan 10th! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shit. i 4got my work uniform at home. fml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-2316585107847854081?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/2316585107847854081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=2316585107847854081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/2316585107847854081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/2316585107847854081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/12/17-for-month-and-nothings-happened.html' title='17 for a month, and nothings happened'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-100400408474295153</id><published>2010-11-19T12:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T12:47:29.644-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my first week being 17</title><content type='html'>still no ag sales results. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getta go see david 2marrow, hes comin 2 see me 2nite at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deer season starts 2day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im slowly getting my math assignments done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad mite be comin home 2day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent had 2 deal wit mom or seth all week. its been awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NH is being a dick more then ever now. hes jealous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bens back. my spanish grades happy bout that. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and davids song(s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livin' Our Love Song - Jason Michael Carrol&lt;br /&gt;Country Boy's World - Jason Aldean&lt;br /&gt;You're the Love I Wanna Be In - Jason Aldean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes my world. if i lost him idk what id do. i love him so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-100400408474295153?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/100400408474295153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=100400408474295153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/100400408474295153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/100400408474295153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-first-week-being-17.html' title='my first week being 17'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-4808531146174492052</id><published>2010-10-29T12:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T12:54:44.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty sure this should b our senior song.    JASON ALDEAN - TATTOOS ON THIS TOWN</title><content type='html'>There's still black marks on that county road, &lt;br /&gt;where we drag raced our pick ups, and mustangs,&lt;br /&gt;And weathered on the summer rain.&lt;br /&gt;And to this day up on that overpass, &lt;br /&gt;even underneath the new paint, &lt;br /&gt;you can still see,&lt;br /&gt;"Allie will you marry me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a ride, look around&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure left it's mark on us, &lt;br /&gt;we sure left our mark on it,&lt;br /&gt;We let the world know we were here, &lt;br /&gt;with everything we did,&lt;br /&gt;We laid alota memories down, &lt;br /&gt;like tattoo's on this town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still a rope burn on the old branch, &lt;br /&gt;that hangs over the river,&lt;br /&gt; I still got the scars,&lt;br /&gt;From swinging out a little too far,&lt;br /&gt;There ain't a corner of this hallowed ground,&lt;br /&gt;that we ain't laughed or cried on,&lt;br /&gt;it's where we loved,&lt;br /&gt;Lived and learned alota stuff,&lt;br /&gt;It's everything we're made of,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure left it's mark on us, we sure left our mark on it&lt;br /&gt;We let the world know we were here, with everything we did&lt;br /&gt;We laid alota memories down, like tattoo's on this town&lt;br /&gt;Like tattoo's on this town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere, it's where we are&lt;br /&gt;It gets me right, in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure left it's mark on us, &lt;br /&gt;we sure left our mark on it,&lt;br /&gt;We let the world know we were here, &lt;br /&gt;with everything we did,&lt;br /&gt;We laid alota memories down,&lt;br /&gt;But we'll always be hangin' round, &lt;br /&gt;like tattoo's on this town,&lt;br /&gt;Like tattoo's on this town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4808531146174492052?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4808531146174492052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=4808531146174492052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4808531146174492052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4808531146174492052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/10/pretty-sure-this-should-b-our-senior.html' title='Pretty sure this should b our senior song.    JASON ALDEAN - TATTOOS ON THIS TOWN'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-1754965226118394851</id><published>2010-10-29T12:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T12:50:17.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello World - Lady A</title><content type='html'>(this was my fav song at the concert for national convention this year. im glad i got to hear it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic crawls, cell phone calls&lt;br /&gt;Talk radio screams at me through my tinted window I see&lt;br /&gt;A little girl, rust red minivan, she’s got chocolate on her face&lt;br /&gt;Got little hands and she waves at me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she smiles at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Well, hello world&lt;br /&gt;How you been&lt;br /&gt;Good to see you, my old friend&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel cold as steel&lt;br /&gt;Broken like I’m never gonna heal&lt;br /&gt;And I see a light, a little hope in a little girl&lt;br /&gt;Hello world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day I drive by a little white church&lt;br /&gt;It’s got these little white crosses&lt;br /&gt;Like angels in the yard&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should stop on in, say a prayer&lt;br /&gt;Maybe talk to God like he is there&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I know he’s there&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know he’s there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hello world&lt;br /&gt;How you been&lt;br /&gt;Good to see you, my old friend&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel as cold as steel&lt;br /&gt;And broken like I’m never gonna heal&lt;br /&gt;And I see a light, a little grace, a little faith unfurls&lt;br /&gt;Well hello world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I forget what living’s for&lt;br /&gt;And I hear my life through my front door&lt;br /&gt;And I breathe it in&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I’m home again&lt;br /&gt;And I see my wife&lt;br /&gt;Little boy and little girl&lt;br /&gt;Hello world&lt;br /&gt;Hello world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the empty disappears&lt;br /&gt;I remember why I’m here&lt;br /&gt;Just surrender and believe&lt;br /&gt;I fall down on my knees&lt;br /&gt;Well hello world&lt;br /&gt;Hello world&lt;br /&gt;Hello world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-1754965226118394851?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/1754965226118394851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=1754965226118394851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/1754965226118394851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/1754965226118394851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello-world-lady.html' title='Hello World - Lady A'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-887625672230316684</id><published>2010-10-25T14:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T14:30:27.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i. am in. my third studyhall. of. the. day.</title><content type='html'>to break the school code, which is an infringement of the 2nd amendment anyway, THIS IS FUCKING GAY!!!!!!!!!!! i dont need 2 SH, why am i in a 3rd? wtf! and for the record, i could be working rite now! or getting my check at least. :]  but noooooo i have nothing to do. for  the 2nd hr strait. fucking gay. so i busted out the ipod. i dont fuckin care if its against school policy., i love bending hte rules n breakin the law! lol. man i wish i was..... well....not here for sure, being in mizzou would be cool. being in MO with the boy would be amazing. but he used 2 swear he would never go there with me n my fam.... i wonder if hed go there with just me? :] man i miss him sooooo much. and hes not even mine 2 miss. it sucks, every time i get a chance somehtin happens and im either not there, have 2 go sumwhere, or chicken out. mostly, the latter of the 3, but still. i wish i could tell him, then maybe everything would be better. idk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so saturday nite i got home from kelsies bout 10 pm and then i got on the computer for a bit so it was bout 1030ish when i got to the point that i wanted 2 chilln my rm so i went upstairs n i hear this noise, and it didnt register in my head what it was til i heard it a second time when i was headin back down stiars, cept this time it was closer. so i threw open the window to see wtf it was and IT WAS A FUCKING TRUCK . not just anyones truck, someone i know pretty damn well. just drivin through a field at 1030 at nite wiit no lights. what. the. fuck. who the hell does that? and then they threw on their lights to get on the rd then turned em off again to drive past my place. then they got the hell outte there and didnt come back. but im pretty sure i know who it was. and its pretty stupid if ur like creepin on my house cuz theres this thing called a phone, and if ya wanna talk 2 me then u can just call n be all like hey whats up? if its who i think it was, ill answer 4 u. doesnt matter what time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just want u 2 know, im always here 4 u, whether u want me 2 b or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-887625672230316684?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/887625672230316684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=887625672230316684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/887625672230316684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/887625672230316684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-in-my-third-studyhall-of-day.html' title='i. am in. my third studyhall. of. the. day.'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-3654233153722473752</id><published>2010-10-25T13:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T14:32:06.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'>studyhall numbah dos</title><content type='html'>soooo bored n SH...... time 4 a recap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me + chad = over. done. finite. zip. zero. nill. none. gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and the boy.... [the boy thats always been THE BOY, not the other pansys ive liked over the years but THE BOY, the one my friends insist i get back wit altho im way 2 chicken, ya THAT boy] ... well were, needless to say, well we make eye contact at least. thats more then last year. :]  and hell return my calls when i need help. thats a plus. i just need 2 get sum guts and finally ask him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats gonna happen....... well need to read sum more josh shipp b4 it happens&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-3654233153722473752?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/3654233153722473752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=3654233153722473752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/3654233153722473752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/3654233153722473752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/10/soooo-bored-n-sh.html' title='studyhall numbah dos'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-4816905853103247811</id><published>2010-08-20T20:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T21:00:17.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>g/w scrimmage 2010</title><content type='html'>well everyone survived. i didnt see anybody melt in the rainy varsity game so its all good. hung wit lindsey, cassie, brittany, jon, ferbie, andy and a ton of 7th graders. it was crazy. and the 2 ppl i REALLY wanted 2 see couldnt make it and didnt want 2 go. :( o well. in 2 weeks theres teh 1st home game against chicago. and theres bound 2 b a few soccer games and tennis meets b4 then :] i cant wait to see what happens this year. hopefully its amazing. :] &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4816905853103247811?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4816905853103247811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=4816905853103247811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4816905853103247811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4816905853103247811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/08/gw-scrimmage-2010.html' title='g/w scrimmage 2010'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-1343773042838234042</id><published>2010-08-17T18:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T18:06:31.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of jr year. :o</title><content type='html'>weeeeeell. i love my 1st hr. and my 4th hr. and....6th hr. the rest.... meh. i do like getting out after 6th hr. can i quit band and keep my early release???? decisions are sooooo hard. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to liz - ill get the guts 2 talk 2 him sometime rlly soon. i promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to n -  well, i think 1st hr is gonna be fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the weather guy - LEARN TO PREDICT THE FUCKIN RAIN!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-1343773042838234042?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/1343773042838234042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=1343773042838234042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/1343773042838234042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/1343773042838234042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/08/1st-day-of-jr-year-o.html' title='1st day of jr year. :o'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-6085884531331104522</id><published>2010-08-14T18:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T18:22:01.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>summer 2010</title><content type='html'>JUNE; partied wit lauren &amp;amp; the crew [16!], worked my ass off, went to state convention [ferby now calls me hurless. great] went river rafting wit the officers, was in the fathers day parade, hung wit katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY; went 2 minnesota 4 work and got treated like shit, quit my job, met 100+ awesome ag alumni members, hung wit jess, washed some trucks, took care of sum ducks, met some 20 kids from the baltic sea area, partied wit bmahl &amp;amp; crew [16!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUGUST; drove seth 2 band, partied at kelsis awesome luau [16!], started workin on horse judging stuff wit katie, started workin on the scrapbook, have almost died at tennis practice, NH is 17 now [geez hes old. jk], meghanne's 16th is 2marrow. hopefully i can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO LIZ, i havent called him yet! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school on tuesday, cant wait 2 see whos im my classes ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-6085884531331104522?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6085884531331104522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=6085884531331104522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6085884531331104522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6085884531331104522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-2010.html' title='summer 2010'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-6279898831586210856</id><published>2010-05-26T15:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:21:55.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MW: so ur bf hurless....    KC: hes not my bf. Were not dating   MW: well ur future husband hurless...   KC: sure...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-6279898831586210856?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6279898831586210856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=6279898831586210856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6279898831586210856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6279898831586210856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/05/mw-so-ur-bf-hurless.html' title=''/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-8498238681888974634</id><published>2010-05-25T14:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T20:52:17.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-8498238681888974634?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/8498238681888974634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=8498238681888974634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/8498238681888974634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/8498238681888974634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/05/come-here-u-and-nick-kiss-and-then-u.html' title=''/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-4981332563814561078</id><published>2010-05-25T14:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T20:51:40.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LM: i had a dream last nite. U were back in the office &amp;amp; nick was in the room &amp;amp; every 1 went 2 the computer lab &amp;amp; keener goes shes back there&amp;amp;he leaves. So then u come out &amp;amp; go come here &amp;amp; u and nick kiss and then u start dating again.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was like karla would so do something like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KC: i wish that would happen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4981332563814561078?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4981332563814561078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=4981332563814561078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4981332563814561078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4981332563814561078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/05/lm-i-had-dream-last-nite.html' title=''/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-1527706577256474572</id><published>2010-05-25T14:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T20:50:15.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-1527706577256474572?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/1527706577256474572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=1527706577256474572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/1527706577256474572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/1527706577256474572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-then.html' title=''/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-8845889977541809632</id><published>2010-05-24T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T20:54:23.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It Ain't Easy Bein' Me - Blake Shelton</title><content type='html'>There ought to be a town out there,&lt;br /&gt;Named for how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I could be the mayor down there,&lt;br /&gt;And say welcome to Sorryville.&lt;br /&gt;It won't be on a map nowhere,&lt;br /&gt;You might say that it doesn't exist,&lt;br /&gt;But if you make enough wrong turns&lt;br /&gt;It'd be hard to miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ought to be a bridge somewhere&lt;br /&gt;They could dedicate to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably come to the ceremony&lt;br /&gt;With a can of gasoline;&lt;br /&gt;Walk on over to the other side&lt;br /&gt;And there I'd light a match&lt;br /&gt;And sit and stare through the smoke and the flames&lt;br /&gt;Wonderin' how I'm ever gonna get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I do the things I do?&lt;br /&gt;Was I born this way? Am I a self-made fool?&lt;br /&gt;I shoot the lights and curse the dark;&lt;br /&gt;I need your love but I break your heart;&lt;br /&gt;And I know the words that'll bring you back,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't say nothin' as I watch you pack.&lt;br /&gt;I had to work to be the jerk I've come to be;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't easy bein' me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ought to be a side show act for freaks like me;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I could be the star of the show&lt;br /&gt;With my name on the marquee.&lt;br /&gt;In a room with a big red button that says "Do Not Touch,"&lt;br /&gt;And twice a day I'd mash it down&lt;br /&gt;And you could watch me self-destruct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I do the things I do?&lt;br /&gt;Was I born this way? Am I a self-made fool?&lt;br /&gt;I shoot the lights and curse the dark;&lt;br /&gt;I need your love but I break your heart;&lt;br /&gt;And I know the words that'll bring you back,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't say nothin' as I watch you pack.&lt;br /&gt;I had to work to be the jerk I've come to be;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't easy bein' me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-8845889977541809632?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/8845889977541809632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=8845889977541809632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/8845889977541809632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/8845889977541809632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-aint-easy-bein-me-blake-shelton.html' title='It Ain&apos;t Easy Bein&apos; Me - Blake Shelton'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-1234482021115942691</id><published>2010-05-19T19:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T15:48:49.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>quotes day! :]</title><content type='html'>"Not  all men are created equal, only the finest are involved in agriculture"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;"It's hard bein' a cowboy.  If a guy gets  run over by a truck, his buddies feel sorry for him, but if a cowboy  gets run over by a horse his buddies laugh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;"Some days ya just can't get it into  second no matter how much ya double-clutch it"-Crazy Cooter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;"its simple, its mind over matter.  When  your outta your mind, it don't matter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;"an apple a day will keep anyone away if  you throw it hard enough" Steven Colbert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luke&lt;/strong&gt;: You ARE aware this road goes to Dry Creek?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Bo&lt;/strong&gt;: I AM aware this road goes to Dry Creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luke&lt;/strong&gt;:  You are aware there's no way to get OVER Dry Creek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bo&lt;/strong&gt;:  [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;Stepping down on the gas, grinning&lt;/i&gt;] I am aware  there is ONE WAY to get over Dry Creek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luke&lt;/strong&gt;:  Oh, Lordy! 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i want so desperately to get in a car crash on the way 2 work can burn in h***. that was cool. so i obviously needed a ride home. cuz i dont have a job and im broke. again. so i called nick. he said he was going 2 johns. call dad half hr l8r. dad said nick just went by the house rite b4 i called. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thx nick, for lying or being a chicken or hating me (&amp; i still dunno why u do. if u do) and not giving me a ride home, woulda took ya 5 min 2 come 2 the HS &amp;get me. o well. i dont hold it against ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, thanks for answering the first time i called and not hanging up on me. even tho u didnt give me a ride, it means something. to me it basically means u either dont know my # or u dont wish i was dead. :) dunno wut it means 2 u. yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo horse judging 2day was rly fun even tho there were 6 ppl competing. i was basically in charge of holding the horses and rolling legs wraps but hey, it was doing something. better then being at home &amp; listening 2 mom n dad bitch at each other. again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now im babysitting. as usual. and i gotta do chores still. o joy. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-6607485629419323399?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6607485629419323399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=6607485629419323399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6607485629419323399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6607485629419323399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/04/interesting-weekend-so-far.html' title='interesting weekend so far. :)'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-160280496147317003</id><published>2010-04-12T20:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T20:13:13.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>misguided monday</title><content type='html'>go down 2 stahls room during 1st, stay in the office, work on stuff, getting ready 2 go, go in2 the room 2 get stahl 2 sign me bak, rite when i go in i hear it: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"hey hurless, hurless"&lt;/span&gt; ...and it in that tone that u just know there talkin bout u. u know the kind, the one where rite when they say something, even tho they dont actually say it, it means 'hey look whos here'. i dont like that tone. amusing as it is, when u totally ignore it, and dont look at the ppl talking, as u casually make ur way across the room, get wut u need, and go back 2 where u came from, u cant help but wonder; why r they sayin that bout ME, rite NOW? i mean, its rite after ive been told by bout 5 ppl that hurless hates my guts and everytime i see him i get the "look". that look that just makes u feel like a piece of dirt and u wanna drop dead. yeah, that look. its just my favorite look outta all of them. and it just makes me feel WONDERFUL. all i have 2 say is wut did i do 2 deserve this?  HE broke up wit ME. so why am i the one that has 2 get the bad end of the deal? why am i the one that feels like shit? just answer me one question - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-160280496147317003?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/160280496147317003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=160280496147317003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/160280496147317003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/160280496147317003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/04/misguided-monday.html' title='misguided monday'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-4323448565199550464</id><published>2010-04-10T18:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T18:59:13.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ok seriously? #2</title><content type='html'>this is sooooooo fucking GAY. ull talk 2 lindsey, SMILE at her, and wont even say a damn thin 2 me? wut am i, a fuckin piece of dirt? im so below u that u cant even say hi 2 me? wth? u r the ONLY one that treat me like that. and wut hav i done 2 u? absolutely nothin. nothing that i know of. if there is something PLEASE tell me. then maybe u can actually let me know why the hell u treat me this way cuz this is TOTAL bs. ur the one that broke up wit me. so why am i getting the shitty end of the deal? i dont hate u. u did wut u did. its in the PAST. let it stay in the past. its long gone for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4323448565199550464?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4323448565199550464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=4323448565199550464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4323448565199550464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4323448565199550464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/04/ok-seriously-2.html' title='ok seriously? #2'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-5466008274986184989</id><published>2010-03-27T13:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T13:17:53.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im reading harry potter1. Theres not connection at all. Yet i cant help thinkin bout the boy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-5466008274986184989?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5466008274986184989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=5466008274986184989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/5466008274986184989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/5466008274986184989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-reading-harry-potter1.html' title=''/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-2307086805878338096</id><published>2010-03-12T12:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T12:44:36.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>*happy dance*</title><content type='html'>THE 2010-2011 GENESEO FFA OFFICER TEAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRESIDENT: Trent Taber&lt;br /&gt;VICE PRESIDENT: Lauren Lyman&lt;br /&gt;SECRETARY: Hayley Abell&lt;br /&gt;REPORTER: Karla Chrisop&lt;br /&gt;TREASURER: Mark Snodgrass&lt;br /&gt;SENTINEL: Landon Heaton&lt;br /&gt;HISTORIAN: Jake Miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year is gonna be great. cant wait 2 see wut happens when everyone that was there finds out. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-2307086805878338096?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/2307086805878338096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=2307086805878338096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/2307086805878338096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/2307086805878338096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-dance.html' title='*happy dance*'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-26725289145038533</id><published>2010-03-03T20:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T20:34:18.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>chem convo K&amp;A&amp;L</title><content type='html'>A - "yea we had a pretty interesting convo at lunch 2day" &lt;br /&gt;K - "bout wut?" &lt;br /&gt;A - "not telling"&lt;br /&gt;K - "why not?"&lt;br /&gt;A - "cuz" &lt;br /&gt;K- "cuz why? its about me?"&lt;br /&gt;*A nods*&lt;br /&gt;K - "tell me. if its bout me then tell me"&lt;br /&gt;A - "we were talking about prom. we asked nick if he was gonna go and he said no. so we said he should take you next year."&lt;br /&gt;*K puts head on desk*&lt;br /&gt;A - "yea and john's gonna take hayley and keener's gonna take christina" &lt;br /&gt;K - "wow...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.o - that was the bell. SSR. read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whole class reads*&lt;br /&gt;*alarm beeps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K - "hey adam. adam."&lt;br /&gt;A - "yea"&lt;br /&gt;k - "did nicks face get all red when you guys said that stuff?"&lt;br /&gt;a - "yea. why?"&lt;br /&gt;K - "i saw him after 5th and his...."&lt;br /&gt;A - "....face was still red."&lt;br /&gt;K - "yea.i was just wondering if that was why."&lt;br /&gt;A - "yea."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L - "do u like him or something? you tlak about him all the time."&lt;br /&gt;K - *smiles* "shut up."&lt;br /&gt;A - "you still like him dont you?"&lt;br /&gt;K - "shut up."&lt;br /&gt;L - *gets up* "why dont you go out with him...again. you talk about him all the time. you gotta like him."&lt;br /&gt;K - "cuz... idk"&lt;br /&gt;A - "thank you for being on my side. they should date. cuz she likes nick &amp; nick likes her."&lt;br /&gt;L - "i know rite?"&lt;br /&gt;K - "hey i never said i wasn't on your side. its just that..."&lt;br /&gt;A - "... nick. we need to get him to want to go out wit you."&lt;br /&gt;K - "yea we do. but have fun wit that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr.o  - "ok if you havent finished the lab....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;so A knows. &amp; we kinda sorta have a plan. hey, maybe havin A on my side will make things.... ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-26725289145038533?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/26725289145038533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=26725289145038533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/26725289145038533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/26725289145038533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/03/chem-convo-k.html' title='chem convo K&amp;A&amp;L'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-5687217529126927766</id><published>2010-02-25T17:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T17:24:24.934-06:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>so last nite he called me back ! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :) :) :) :) :) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-5687217529126927766?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5687217529126927766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=5687217529126927766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/5687217529126927766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/5687217529126927766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/02/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-2333547481609965502</id><published>2010-02-24T15:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T15:27:08.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>long story short</title><content type='html'>his truck got messed wit and we both got pissed, for different reasons, and 2day i know who did it &amp; im gonna call him later, after he gets off of work. if he went to work....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-2333547481609965502?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/2333547481609965502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=2333547481609965502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/2333547481609965502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/2333547481609965502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/02/long-story-short.html' title='long story short'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-2420460067346265874</id><published>2010-02-22T21:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:15:14.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>wut the.....</title><content type='html'>so 2days update from 7th hr..... A told me that N says im a stalker cuz i know where A lives. A only lives a mile away, a family friend farms the ground around his house, my dad did a job there for said family friend, AND N himself told me A lives there last year when he gave me a ride home from school while we were dating. shows how much he knows bout me and my "stalking". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rite now im wit court - why does he hate me so much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-2420460067346265874?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/2420460067346265874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=2420460067346265874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/2420460067346265874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/2420460067346265874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/02/wut.html' title='wut the.....'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-7103899968055407805</id><published>2010-02-21T17:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:48:37.811-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ok seriously?</title><content type='html'>heres the scene: saturday nite - 830pm, im sittin on the couch watching my fav TV show, and all of a sudden theres a really loud noise. guess wut that was? a certian neighbor's truck. it wasnt so bad the first time, but when he comes back 5min later and its even louder (i was amazed it could even happen), thats when it got pretty annoying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he says he dont like me &amp; im crazy and im a bitch, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WHY THE HELL IS HE "SHOWING OFF" IN FRONT OF MY HOUSE? answer me that. why would you show off to someone you hate? waste of time if you ask me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-7103899968055407805?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7103899968055407805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=7103899968055407805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7103899968055407805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7103899968055407805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/02/ok-seriously.html' title='ok seriously?'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-2928579706430984240</id><published>2010-02-20T10:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T10:49:50.148-06:00</updated><title type='text'>and you call yourself a friend?</title><content type='html'>so thanks to A giving me updates almost everyday, mainly when its good info, i now know wut N thinks of me. at least wut he says to his friends. - "do you think she still likes you? "no. why would i care anyway?" (TOTAL DENIAL! WTF) and then he apparantly said im a crazy bitch and a bunch of other stuff that A wouldnt tell me. which means its NOT GOOD. but ya know wut? if he wants to call me a bitch - ill show him one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-2928579706430984240?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/2928579706430984240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=2928579706430984240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/2928579706430984240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/2928579706430984240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-you-call-yourself-friend.html' title='and you call yourself a friend?'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-7921387969305123220</id><published>2010-02-18T21:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T21:46:20.091-06:00</updated><title type='text'>so.... now what? #2</title><content type='html'>well after what seems like 50 calls, he finally called me back AND i answered. apparantly he doesnt have my number anymore. psh. like he could forget me? lol. so i ask him bout A &amp; J... he says uh... i... dont like you anymore. but for some reason... prolly just wishful thinking, but he sounded kinda nervouse/ sad-ish/ lying/ idk i just got wishful thinking going on here i guess. :( o well.... theres still that cute red-head :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-7921387969305123220?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7921387969305123220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=7921387969305123220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7921387969305123220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7921387969305123220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-now-what-2.html' title='so.... now what? #2'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-6635332987401938966</id><published>2010-02-15T10:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T11:28:02.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>pancake breakfast (valentines day 2010)</title><content type='html'>so N was there. and lindsey came over sat so she came wit me. and me &amp; lindsey were talking to jake and jake kept making fun of me &amp; N cuz he swears N likes me &amp; its kinda obvious i like him. lol. and me and N were pretty pink/red by the end of the day. lol. but during the day N would look at me and i was like !! :) so after the b-fast i called him &amp; then took lindsey home &amp; then got home &amp; was watchin the race cuz if just started again and i fell asleep on the couch watchin TV and while i was asleep N called me bak and I MISSED IT! so mad @ myself. so i finished watching the race cuz there was only like 20 laps left and btw dale jr went from 15th to 10th in one lap and then from 10th to 2nd in two more to FINISH 2ND IN THE FIRST RACE OF THE SEASON! and he also led 4 laps. this season is gonna be good, i can feel it :) but after the race i called him back (@7pm) and he didnt call back :( guess i getta try again today.....maybe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-6635332987401938966?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6635332987401938966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=6635332987401938966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6635332987401938966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6635332987401938966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/02/pancake-breakfast-valentines-day-2010.html' title='pancake breakfast (valentines day 2010)'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-8454812823607874874</id><published>2010-02-11T18:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T18:58:05.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>so.... now what?</title><content type='html'>"at lunch today landon started talking bout you and nick got really defensive and was like 'dont talk about her' and by the way me landon and keener all think that hurless still likes you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-8454812823607874874?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/8454812823607874874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=8454812823607874874&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/8454812823607874874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/8454812823607874874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-now-what.html' title='so.... now what?'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-120640115727812965</id><published>2010-02-05T22:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:37:57.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>yes i'm a dale jr fan. yes im super excited bout daytona qualifying &amp;the bud shootout 2marrow. no i am not gonna stare at my TV counting down the hrs. yes i think that the only good thing bout valentines day is the DAYTONA 500!!! yes i will attempt to work @ the livestock competition. yes my truck is fixed &amp;yes i am dr...ivin there, but NO i will not give anyone a ride. if ur going ill see ya there if not, ur loss...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-120640115727812965?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/120640115727812965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=120640115727812965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/120640115727812965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/120640115727812965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-4078853914967823687</id><published>2010-01-30T17:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T17:52:38.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does anyone know Wut sawyer tells kate before he kisses her and then jumps outta the helicopter? #Fb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4078853914967823687?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4078853914967823687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=4078853914967823687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4078853914967823687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4078853914967823687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/01/does-anyone-know-wut-sawyer-tells-kate.html' title=''/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-3133073652943779942</id><published>2010-01-26T21:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T21:21:50.361-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The fear of losing someone she loves is strong enough to change her mind... #Fb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-3133073652943779942?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/3133073652943779942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=3133073652943779942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/3133073652943779942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/3133073652943779942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/01/fear-of-losing-someone-she-loves-is.html' title=''/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-7179167713551087551</id><published>2010-01-25T20:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T20:29:26.104-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the joys and discomforts of agricultural life</title><content type='html'>so... SAE worknite..... it was interesting to say the least. the last person i wanted to be there was there. well, one of the last ppl. there are ones lower on the list then him, but not many. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the boy on the way in :) highlight of my day and i didnt even see him, just his truck. but even that makes me smile :) today was a pretty damn good day, even if i am runnin off about 2 hrs sleep. at least im gonna fall asleep thinkin happy thoughts bout the boy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-7179167713551087551?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7179167713551087551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=7179167713551087551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7179167713551087551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7179167713551087551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/01/joys-and-discomforts-of-agricultural.html' title='the joys and discomforts of agricultural life'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-4640742838103828826</id><published>2010-01-24T13:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T13:22:56.815-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You cried for your friend not for yourself. Theres a big difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4640742838103828826?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4640742838103828826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=4640742838103828826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4640742838103828826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4640742838103828826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-cried-for-your-friend-not-for.html' title=''/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-3914694992537885527</id><published>2010-01-22T21:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T21:31:25.764-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watchin spirit. Bestanamatedmovieever. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-3914694992537885527?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/3914694992537885527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=3914694992537885527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/3914694992537885527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/3914694992537885527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/01/watchin-spirit.html' title=''/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-8614876260333124994</id><published>2010-01-18T21:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:06:00.341-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG THE NEW SEASON OF 24 IS GONNA BE AWESOME!!! not that it wasnt already... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-8614876260333124994?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/8614876260333124994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=8614876260333124994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/8614876260333124994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/8614876260333124994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/01/omg-new-season-of-24-is-gonna-be.html' title=''/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-3513558128499464928</id><published>2010-01-10T22:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T22:13:35.809-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>music To the boy... All i ever wanted -chuck wicks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-3513558128499464928?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/3513558128499464928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=3513558128499464928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/3513558128499464928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/3513558128499464928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/01/music-to-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-7114984916661194871</id><published>2010-01-10T19:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T19:54:59.512-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Missing him way too much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-7114984916661194871?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7114984916661194871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=7114984916661194871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7114984916661194871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7114984916661194871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/01/missing-him-way-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-6778930932720403852</id><published>2010-01-06T21:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T21:37:23.964-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thinkin bout him... But Wuts the use when hes pissed at me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-6778930932720403852?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6778930932720403852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=6778930932720403852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6778930932720403852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6778930932720403852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/01/thinkin-bout-him.html' title=''/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-147281918318825851</id><published>2010-01-06T19:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:15:18.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pranked the boy again. Then shy went and called him and bitched out as &amp;quot;jeremy my bf&amp;quot; and i called him to explain...Hes pissed at me and im not gonna keep tryin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-147281918318825851?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/147281918318825851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=147281918318825851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/147281918318825851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/147281918318825851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/01/pranked-boy-again_06.html' title=''/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-7359999916688711304</id><published>2010-01-05T20:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:55:31.002-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pranked the boy 2day. It was priceless :) THANKS SHY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-7359999916688711304?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7359999916688711304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=7359999916688711304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7359999916688711304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7359999916688711304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2010/01/pranked-boy-2day.html' title=''/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-4290800844044360950</id><published>2009-12-18T20:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T20:41:12.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THE week b4 christmas break</title><content type='html'>lookin back, i happened to notice that i've been blogging for a year. wow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS PAST WEEK has been, for lack of a better word, interesting. D's stopped talking to me, N has been sneaking glances, A and i have been talking, AW and i have been talking, BL and i are talking - as friends. and btw, Ben K is stalking me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im almost failing chem, prolly the same wit math. ADD is kickin my butt rite now, and i really need to ride. theres a fresh layer of snow fallin rite now, hopefully 2marrow wont be too bad of conditions. either that or im driving somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my glasses broke TWICE this week, fixed em once wit super glue, and again wit the sotering gun today. still lobbying for contacts. dad says if i can get the snowmobile sold then he'll buy em for me. maybe he'll get the gas tank fixed too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DOES ANYBODY NEED A SNOWMOBILE???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4290800844044360950?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4290800844044360950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=4290800844044360950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4290800844044360950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4290800844044360950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/12/week-b4-christmas-break.html' title='THE week b4 christmas break'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-1954638540886524856</id><published>2009-12-06T18:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T18:43:45.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mash Game: Predict Your Future at eSPIN.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI2MDE*NjU2MzM2NCZwdD*xMjYwMTQ2NjA4NjE4JnA9MTEwOTkxJmQ9TWFzaCUyMEdhbWUmbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MSZvPTJhZTU*M2NkN2FiZjRmMzI4YWUwZWQ5YmRmYTQxM2I1Jm9mPTA=.gif" /&gt;&lt;table width="350" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:12px;background-image:url('http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_bg.jpg');background-repeat:no-repeat;"&gt; 	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; 	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/index.php?trip=833" title="eSpin the Bottle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_ext_title.gif" alt="Behold... My Future" title="Behold... My Future" width="350" height="150" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; 	&lt;tr&gt; 		&lt;td width="25"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="100" align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_crush.gif" width="50" height="50"/&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="193" style="padding-left:5px;padding-right:2px;"&gt;I will marry &lt;b&gt;nick&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="25"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 	&lt;/tr&gt; 	&lt;tr&gt; 		&lt;td width="25"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="100" align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_live_city.gif" width="50" height="50"/&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_live_house.gif" width="50" height="50"/&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="193" style="padding-left:5px;padding-right:2px;"&gt;After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in &lt;b&gt;colorado&lt;/b&gt; in our fabulous &lt;b&gt;Mansion&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="25"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 	&lt;/tr&gt; 	&lt;tr&gt; 		&lt;td width="25"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="100" align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_kids.gif" width="50" height="50"/&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="193" style="padding-left:5px;padding-right:2px;"&gt;We will have &lt;b&gt;2 kid(s)&lt;/b&gt; together.&lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="25"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 	&lt;/tr&gt; 	&lt;tr&gt; 		&lt;td width="25"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="100" align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_car.gif" width="50" height="50"/&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_color.gif" width="50" height="50"/&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="193" style="padding-left:5px;padding-right:2px;"&gt;Our family will zoom around in a &lt;b&gt;white 09 camarro coupe&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt; 	&lt;/tr&gt; 	&lt;tr&gt; 		&lt;td width="25"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="100" align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_money.gif" width="50" height="50"/&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="193" style="padding-left:5px;padding-right:2px;"&gt;I will spend my days as a &lt;b&gt;lawyer&lt;/b&gt;, and live happily ever after.&lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="25"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; 	&lt;/tr&gt; 	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; 	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/mash-game.php?trip=833" title="whats your future"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_what_yours.gif" alt="whats your future" width="163" height="33" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; 	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; 				&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-1954638540886524856?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/1954638540886524856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=1954638540886524856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/1954638540886524856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/1954638540886524856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/12/mash-game-predict-your-future-at.html' title='Mash Game: Predict Your Future at eSPIN.com'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-836294355597323777</id><published>2009-11-30T20:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T20:56:38.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'>today... (gary allan)</title><content type='html'>Today, he told her that he loved her&lt;br /&gt;Put a ring around her finger&lt;br /&gt;And promised her forever, together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, she smiled for all the pictures&lt;br /&gt;And he was right there with her&lt;br /&gt;Making all the memories without me&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts to say this out loud&lt;br /&gt;Looks like she's really gone now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, is the happiest day of her life&lt;br /&gt;I should be happy for her today&lt;br /&gt;So tell me why are these tears in my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;I know i should be happy for her&lt;br /&gt;But i've lost everything&lt;br /&gt;I've lost everything i've ever wanted today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i thought about the moment i could have said i loved her&lt;br /&gt;And promised her forever together&lt;br /&gt;Today, today it really hit me&lt;br /&gt;That she don't really miss me&lt;br /&gt;She's found a new beginning&lt;br /&gt;And i'm wishing i had one more chance&lt;br /&gt;God knows it's too late for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, is the happiest day of her life&lt;br /&gt;I should be happy for her today&lt;br /&gt;So tell me why are these tears in my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;I know i should be happy for her&lt;br /&gt;But i've lost everything&lt;br /&gt;I've lost everything i've ever wanted today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, is the happiest day of her life&lt;br /&gt;I should be happy for her&lt;br /&gt;But i've lost everything&lt;br /&gt;I've lost everything i've ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;Today, he told he that he loved her&lt;br /&gt;Put a ring around her finger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-836294355597323777?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/836294355597323777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=836294355597323777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/836294355597323777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/836294355597323777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-gary-allan.html' title='today... (gary allan)'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-2315092048629585880</id><published>2009-11-30T18:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:24:01.042-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well i talked to him today. Didnt really say that much... But did we ever?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-2315092048629585880?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/2315092048629585880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=2315092048629585880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/2315092048629585880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/2315092048629585880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-i-talked-to-him-today.html' title=''/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-7161530135842316994</id><published>2009-11-28T00:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:04:48.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do i wanna cry cuz we lost state? Or cuz i miss him so much? Or both?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-7161530135842316994?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7161530135842316994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=7161530135842316994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7161530135842316994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7161530135842316994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/11/do-i-wanna-cry-cuz-we-lost-state-or-cuz.html' title=''/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-3788237506692747225</id><published>2009-11-27T23:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T23:20:25.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>N GET TO PLAY! now he cant use the i sat on the bench excuse to quit! :) 2ND IN STATE but celebratin n gettin to play. Wish he would call me back. Prolly tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-3788237506692747225?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/3788237506692747225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=3788237506692747225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/3788237506692747225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/3788237506692747225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/11/n-get-to-play-now-he-cant-use-i-sat-on.html' title=''/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-5558860827853279090</id><published>2009-11-23T19:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:13:15.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'>and to state we go!</title><content type='html'>the GHS football team did a great job this saturday in beating Richmond Burton in the class 4A semifinals with a score of 24-20. WE'RE GOING TO THE STATE FINALS THIS FRIDAY!!!!! :D hope my parents dont want me to do anything cuz im not going to. im gonna be watchin the game. :) pep ralley wed to send off the players 7th hr. NO CHEM! YES! :D plan test 2marrow. :P get outta PE tho. :) but on friday - im rly hopin N can play. got my fingers crossed! :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;~if you only knew how i believe in you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(btw idc bout D anymore. he can have the stupid bi freshies. didnt think the jr class could stoop that low but hey - life is FULL of surprises)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-5558860827853279090?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5558860827853279090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=5558860827853279090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/5558860827853279090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/5558860827853279090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-to-state-we-go.html' title='and to state we go!'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-8160914775516639575</id><published>2009-11-15T16:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T16:20:31.151-06:00</updated><title type='text'>well this sucks</title><content type='html'>D isnt talking to me and i have no clue y. C cant take a hint and LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE! i didnt get my license. mom bought a guitar. class ring comes the 20th. ive got a cold. dad and seth are in MO. i just want my life back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dale jr was just in a crash. and btw - GHS is in the FINAL 4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-8160914775516639575?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/8160914775516639575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=8160914775516639575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/8160914775516639575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/8160914775516639575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-this-sucks.html' title='well this sucks'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-6211949338201953819</id><published>2009-11-08T11:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T11:12:22.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'>so... do i just wait for the story book ending?</title><content type='html'>so D and i hung out the whole day and i had so much fun, i didnt want the day to end. theres not many days that i can look back on and immediately smile. this one i can. :)&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;section top shot= dan boggs&lt;br /&gt;geneseo football is going to elite eight! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-6211949338201953819?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6211949338201953819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=6211949338201953819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6211949338201953819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6211949338201953819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-do-i-just-wait-for-story-book-ending.html' title='so... do i just wait for the story book ending?'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-5490033419017554343</id><published>2009-11-05T17:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T17:24:53.588-06:00</updated><title type='text'>and its amazing, how one simple thing can make my world start spinning....</title><content type='html'>D IS BACK!!!!!!!!!! :D saw him after 5th, said hey. then saw him @ his lkr after school and poked his shoulder &amp; smiled but i was talking to sam so i didnt stop. i went to my lkr. so im trying to figure out my coat (cuz im stupid like that sumtimes. lol) and he came past me and poked me in my side. i just smiled. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bev wants me to come and watch sec trap wit her. i really wanna go, but dad wants to go to MO, even tho its freezin outside. i'd rather stay here and then he can go huntin and i can have fun :) enjoy my jobless freedom while it lasts, ya know? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-5490033419017554343?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5490033419017554343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=5490033419017554343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/5490033419017554343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/5490033419017554343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-its-amazing-how-one-simple-thing.html' title='and its amazing, how one simple thing can make my world start spinning....'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-1676571211189777404</id><published>2009-11-01T20:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:31:48.091-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just wishing it'll all be okay</title><content type='html'>D is sick, the next playoff is @ kankakee SAT, so we loose the whole trap team... my phone is being gay, my truck wont decide if it hates me of loves me, theres gonna be alot of ruts and burnt rubber... thats all im sayin. tryin to decide if i should talk to N, still gotta make that cd 4 keener, forgot the english homework, and dale jr actually had a decent finish @ dega 2day. parli-pro monday, crops tues, and i swear im gonna punch my brother... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now... annoying grandma :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-1676571211189777404?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/1676571211189777404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=1676571211189777404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/1676571211189777404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/1676571211189777404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-wishing-itll-all-be-okay.html' title='just wishing it&apos;ll all be okay'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-1639463710191031904</id><published>2009-10-27T18:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T19:32:54.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting, hoping, wishing, wanting it to go my way</title><content type='html'>national convention - was amazing. nuff said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today - pretty normal day. still getting used to a pe class where i know everyone. i hate it. after school... bus was... shall we say... crazy. at home.... chores and then riding. drove the guy stealin dad huntin spot out :) and then on the way back... floorin it just letting things go, i get to theend of the drive and i see head lights so im stoppin and theyre slowing down cuz its me and im in a brite red jacket. so im stopped and i see its N, all i do is smile. i always knew we'd meet up like that. :) adn he either knew i wasnt gonna kill myself or saw my smile cuz ya know he had to show off a bit ;) but who cares ya know? if he says something bout it at school 2 me 2marrow then thats cool. cant wait to go riding again. filled he tank so we should be good for a while :D (maybe go riding wit someone?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-1639463710191031904?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/1639463710191031904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=1639463710191031904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/1639463710191031904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/1639463710191031904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/10/waiting-hoping-wishing-wanting-it-to-go.html' title='waiting, hoping, wishing, wanting it to go my way'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-2239607451256534911</id><published>2009-10-20T12:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T12:31:04.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>indiana here i come! :)</title><content type='html'>wating for 6th hour to get over wit so i can start my journey to indy! sooooo cant wait toget to the 82nd national FFA convention! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-2239607451256534911?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/2239607451256534911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=2239607451256534911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/2239607451256534911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/2239607451256534911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/10/indiana-here-i-come.html' title='indiana here i come! :)'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-6364275152094437426</id><published>2009-10-18T10:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T10:52:16.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fall trap shoot &amp; homecoming 09</title><content type='html'>well i hung out wit dan and miles and beverly all day. talked to nick a lil bit. pretty good day overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to kristens and got ready 4 the dance.... boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner wit drew, adam, catlin, &amp;amp; kristen @ rubinos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dance. lets just say wow. k? wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-6364275152094437426?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6364275152094437426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=6364275152094437426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6364275152094437426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6364275152094437426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-trap-shoot-homecoming-09.html' title='fall trap shoot &amp; homecoming 09'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-3349984758117356486</id><published>2009-10-15T20:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T20:27:01.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>october FFA meeting</title><content type='html'>well... POA.... its really really boring.... N was at the mtg....we didnt talk.... wish i woulda got a ride from him. instead im sitttin here waitin 4 mom to get off of work. at least i get to drive home. GH parli-pro practice 2marrow night wit J.... dunno how that gonna go.... still wanna deck him.... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMECOMING PARADE TOMARROW!!!!!!!!!!! im on the tennis float btw. o i gotta read that note from coach still.... ooops. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS TO PAUL FOR BECOMING A LORD!!!!!! hes awesome. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-3349984758117356486?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/3349984758117356486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=3349984758117356486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-5348913886511565765</id><published>2009-10-13T11:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T12:21:14.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>never doing that again</title><content type='html'>let just say... it wasnt nothin bad... but we got caught. so stahls prolly gonna watch me like a hawk for like the rest of the year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then hurley had his scrimmage game cuz he never plays in the actual games so he was leavin rite when were were gettin done wit practice and he was leaving... i really wanted to throw my keys at his truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o btw. i got a truck :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jons settin up a track for the last MX race of the year. i wish he had his phone... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-4859190155680435149</id><published>2009-10-10T18:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T18:26:25.282-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LP game</title><content type='html'>THE REFS DIDNT KNOW SHIT!!!!!!!!!! they made the worst calls ever and flagged us WAY too many times. i was so pissed. i stood out there for 4 fucking hours, freezing my ass off, to see it end on a call like that? o hell no.  and jon wasnt there so that was :(  dan was there and we talked. chantel was there but she was all OMG im single let me flirt wit everyone! so i hung wit ollie and beeg and megan. i apparantly getting drug to homecoming AGAIN this year. the thing is i told A i wasnt gonna go and A doesnt know im going out wit J.... yea it SUX!!! on a better note, its funny to watch N support the team. he punches the air and jumps alot. lol. me? well i yell at the top of my lungs. which made my voice pretty hoarse today but hey, it was worth it. :) we better have a HC game or im gonna be SUPER mad. who cares if its freezing, it HC for gods sake. we are going to have a game. stupid ottawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish J had his phone... :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4859190155680435149?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4859190155680435149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=4859190155680435149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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your name?&lt;br /&gt;Haven't I seen you before?&lt;br /&gt;I recognized them dark green eyes when you walked through the door.&lt;br /&gt;Are you alone or are you with someone?&lt;br /&gt;She said a matter of fact I'm not&lt;br /&gt;So I took her hand that's when it all began and we headed towards the parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she said hey boy, do you mind takin' me home tonight?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I ain't ever seen a country boy with tires on his truck this high&lt;br /&gt;I said climb on up but hunny watch the cup where I'll be spitting my dip tonight.&lt;br /&gt;And hold on tight 'cause its gonna be wilder than any 8 second ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went riding round rocking to the sound of "Country Boy Can Survive."&lt;br /&gt;And I knew then that she was my kind of girl 'cause she was singing every single line&lt;br /&gt;Then she slid on over put my hand on her shoulder&lt;br /&gt;And I asked her what she wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;She said it dont matter where we go just as long as I'm riding with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she said hey boy, do you mind takin' me home tonight?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I ain't ever seen a country boy with tires on his truck this high.&lt;br /&gt;I said climb on up but watch the cup where I'll be spitting my dip tonight.&lt;br /&gt;And hold on tight 'cause it's gonna be wilder than any 8 second ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we headed out to old Tobacco Road&lt;br /&gt;Put the tailgate down and we made love&lt;br /&gt;She said a true country boys hard to find&lt;br /&gt;But I found one wilder than any 8 second ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she said hey boy, do you mind takin' me home tonight?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I aint never seen a country boy with tires on his truck this high.&lt;br /&gt;I said climb on up but watch the cup where I'll be spitting my dip tonight.&lt;br /&gt;And hold on tight 'cause its gonna be wilder than any 8 second ride!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah hold on tight 'cause its gonna be wilder than any 8 second ride!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4929943012046389471?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4929943012046389471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=4929943012046389471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4929943012046389471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4929943012046389471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/10/best-song-ever-10909.html' title='best song ever 10/9/09'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-284106804203089976</id><published>2009-10-09T13:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T13:54:14.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pre- LP game.</title><content type='html'>its really cold and wet outside. idk if jons gonna be there cuz he dont have his phone. chantel is comin off of breakup mode. so im so making her cheer up. :) dunno if alex is going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my back hip an shoulder are killin me. stupid crash arthritis :P think i popped a rib outta place too.  DAD GET UR ASS HOME SO I CAN BE ABLE TO MOVE 2MARROW!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-284106804203089976?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/284106804203089976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=284106804203089976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/284106804203089976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/284106804203089976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/10/pre-lp-game.html' title='pre- LP game.'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-4194033131684654214</id><published>2009-10-08T18:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T18:07:00.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wut came from today</title><content type='html'>1. make sure i got my chem homework done!&lt;br /&gt;2. half my ag class hates me. and im fine wit it.&lt;br /&gt;3. i gots a bf! :)&lt;br /&gt;4. 5day weekend away from said bf :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GH PARLI PRO MONDAY! cant wait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4194033131684654214?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4194033131684654214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=4194033131684654214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4194033131684654214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4194033131684654214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/10/wut-came-from-today.html' title='wut came from today'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-7373167180328133203</id><published>2009-10-07T21:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:56:17.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>parli-pro</title><content type='html'>not only do i get to own at the varsity level of parli-pro this year... im now the honorary secretary for the JV (aka greenhand) parli-pro team. SO I AM SO GONNA OWN ON BOTH LEVELS AND GET LIKE 8 AMARDS THIS YEAR AND ITS GONNA BE AWESOME AND I SO TOTALLY CANT WAIT TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no... to drive home and think bout him all night... cant wait to see what 2marrow brings... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-7373167180328133203?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7373167180328133203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=7373167180328133203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7373167180328133203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7373167180328133203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/10/parli-pro.html' title='parli-pro'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-7699449986400459038</id><published>2009-10-07T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:52:18.049-05:00</updated><title type='text'>speechless...</title><content type='html'>we kissed.... &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-7699449986400459038?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7699449986400459038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=7699449986400459038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7699449986400459038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7699449986400459038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/10/speechless.html' title='speechless...'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-7361107967872433940</id><published>2009-09-27T17:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T17:41:33.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>streator pt 2</title><content type='html'>so im hanging wit alex like all nite and everything and yellin at lauren and liz and kelsi for singin miley cyrus. and then ollie shows up and is super hyper. and chantel is runnin around..... and then its halftime and alex goes to get food. and i stayed in the bleachers and talked to ollie and allie came bak up adn i talked to her and then i went to find chantel adn talk to her cuz alex was tlakin to other ppl and i was bored. so i found her and she was all like see i got keys! to john and miles sooooo i was super bored so i stole tehm and was liek no ya dont. so she chased after me and it was fun. :) then i went and found ben for keener (he owes me. lol) and then me and chantel went and talked to chris and allie and ollie. then alex came over and talked to me and chantel adn allie would not shut up and kept teasin me.... actually she reminded me alot of my cousins.... (jake, jason, josh, nate - we rly need to meet up @ gma linda's ASAP) but anyway i hung out wit him for like til the end of the game and me and chantel walked to the gate and i waited for mom and got to drive home :) it was a pretty great nite. besides the hurley thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drove to cordova and back 2day. then sold 100 bales of hay..... did nothin but work 2day :P. stupid rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-7361107967872433940?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7361107967872433940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=7361107967872433940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7361107967872433940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7361107967872433940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/09/streator-pt-2.html' title='streator pt 2'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-3964478046490124500</id><published>2009-09-26T21:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T21:11:55.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>streator home game</title><content type='html'>well... hanging wit chantel. we get to the game. i see lauren at the top and we're down talkin to chantels mom so i go up the stairs to go talk to lauren and the crew. and someone. idk who yells HEY HURLESS IS RITE OVER HERE!!!! @ me. as im goin up the stairs. and the teams down where the seniors go and theyre watchng the sophmores. so anyway, i go up and sit next to lauren and i look at the game and whos lookin @ me? hurley. so i tlak to lauren and the rest of the srew for a lil bit adn then go down to chantel whos still talkin to her mom. so we go talk to miles and we're standing by the cars in teh parkin lot and the football players start comin down to get suited up. so her comes hurley and im still talkin to miles wit chantel and everythin cuz alex wasnt there yet and hurley like saw me or sumthin and went the looooong way around. wuts that tell ya? and who told who to move on last may? ya thats rite. him. so can somebody plz explain wut happened last nite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so a few min into the varsity game im tellin allie the WHOLE story bout hurley. including history. and alex gets there. and im freezing by now cuz im in a tshirt and been there since 530. but me and alex hung out and ill tel ya wut happened in teh 2nd half of the game 2marrow. rents say i gotta go to sleep :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-3964478046490124500?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/3964478046490124500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=3964478046490124500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/3964478046490124500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/3964478046490124500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/09/streator-home-game.html' title='streator home game'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-4662200273154346380</id><published>2009-09-22T21:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:40:38.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the best days of my life (in no order)</title><content type='html'>1. well the day i was born. cuz guess wut - this year will be the 16th! and i get to drive my myself. finally!&lt;br /&gt;2. any day in preschool. PM ladders w/ menendez &amp;amp; carter was the shit. :)&lt;br /&gt;3. DGS comp 08. this was the event of all events in MB&lt;br /&gt;4. any home football game. they're just awesome&lt;br /&gt;5. uh.... when i started talking to alex and brennan. happened like in the same week.&lt;br /&gt;they've helped me through ALOT of tough times.you guys are the best and i have no clue wut id do witout u. no joke.&lt;br /&gt;6. the nite during thanksgiving break 08 that chantel came over and we went riding for hours. it was amazing. and them matt and kyle and nick came over..... :/then they left.... and then we were callin nick and kyle... and matt kept stealin phones....it was crazy. and chantel HAD to steal my phone and talk to nick for like an hour... bout how i liked him....and yea.... that leads to&lt;br /&gt;7. the nite nick asked me out. who knew it would actually happen?&lt;br /&gt;8. any nite hanging wit alex. he just has a way to make me happy no matter wuts happened during the day. hes always happy and always smiling and i have NEVER seen him sad. if i could be even a lil like him, that would be a VERY good thing.&lt;br /&gt;9. the day i didnt jump on the cheerleaders for being snobby lil preps. im finally controling my anger :)&lt;br /&gt;10. asking alex out and him saying no. this was a good thing cuz lookin back i did not need a relationship then.&lt;br /&gt;11. making the list of ways to kill seth h cuz he was moving out next door to me. this was compiled wit alex and my fav one would be to either light him on fire or steal all the fire/CO2 detectors and then put a propane leak in his house so when they go to make dinner - his house go BOOM! (i have just now come to notice that i watch crime TV shows WAY too much to figure this stuff out this easily)&lt;br /&gt;12. getting the guts to ask alex to homecoming (aka 2nite) i was surprised that i actually typed out the message and hit send.... him saying "sure" to me was just icing on the cake. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*keep in mind most of these things have happened in the last year. ifi really went through my life and picked the best days, there would be hundreds. most of them envolving guys, most of those guys being my cousins. and most of those memories having to do wit something MX related. in Mo. lol. jjust be glad i didnt go through all that. trust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4662200273154346380?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-4528628853923310040</id><published>2009-09-21T19:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T19:54:04.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>song that describes my life- 9/21/09</title><content type='html'>Artist: Jason Aldean&lt;br /&gt;Song: Love Was Easy&lt;br /&gt;Album: Wide Open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like money,&lt;br /&gt;Is always on our minds these days,&lt;br /&gt;Make more spend more,&lt;br /&gt;Worry how the bills will get paid,&lt;br /&gt;Oh it wasn't that long ago,&lt;br /&gt;But it seems so far away,&lt;br /&gt;When we didn't have a damn thing,&lt;br /&gt;But we were happy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And love was easy,&lt;br /&gt;Just laying on a river bank all night counting the stars,&lt;br /&gt;Love was easy,&lt;br /&gt;As that feeling we found in the back seat of my car,&lt;br /&gt;Even in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;Love was easy,&lt;br /&gt;When we didn't make it so hard,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me,&lt;br /&gt;The last time we really laughed,&lt;br /&gt;The last time we had a moment,&lt;br /&gt;When we hated that the moment passed,&lt;br /&gt;Here we are down the road,&lt;br /&gt;Standing here looking back,&lt;br /&gt;Seeing what we used to have,&lt;br /&gt;Is what we're missing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When love was easy,&lt;br /&gt;Just laying on a river bank all night counting the stars,&lt;br /&gt;Love was easy,&lt;br /&gt;As that feeling we found in the back seat of my car,&lt;br /&gt;Even in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;Love was easy,&lt;br /&gt;When we didn't make it so hard,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's how it is,&lt;br /&gt;Ah maybe that's how it goes,&lt;br /&gt;But all I know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is love was easy,&lt;br /&gt;Just laying on a river bank all night counting the stars,&lt;br /&gt;Love was easy,&lt;br /&gt;As that feeling we found in the back seat of my car,&lt;br /&gt;Even in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;Love was easy,&lt;br /&gt;When we didn't make it so hard,&lt;br /&gt;When we didn't make it so hard,&lt;br /&gt;Love was easy baby yeah,&lt;br /&gt;When we didn't make it so hard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4528628853923310040?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4528628853923310040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=4528628853923310040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4528628853923310040'/><link rel='self' 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src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI1MzU3NTYzNzcyOCZwdD*xMjUzNTc1NjcxMDgyJnA9MTEwOTkxJmQ9UGxheWxpc3RzJm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz*yYWU1NDNjZDdhYmY*ZjMyOGFlMGVkOWJkZmE*MTNiNSZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;table width="375" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;          &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;              &lt;table width="375" height="65" background="http://www.espin.com/images/ilike/widget_top.jpg"&gt;                &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center; vertical-align:middle; color:white; font-weight:bold; font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;a href="" style="color:black; text-decoration:underline;"&gt;countryfan2694's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eSPIN Playlist&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;/table&gt;            &lt;/td&gt;          &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt; &lt;table width="375" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF" style="border-left:1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/people/countryfan2694?trip=1241"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/ilike/widget_play_btn_white.jpg" width="41" height="48" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF" style="border-right:1px solid black;"&gt;               Best song to &lt;span style="color:red"&gt;slow dance&lt;/span&gt; to:&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/people/countryfan2694?trip=1241" style="color:black; text-decoration:underline;"&gt;Far Away&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/people/countryfan2694?trip=1241" style="color:black; text-decoration:underline;"&gt;Nickelback&lt;/a&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td bgcolor="#ECEDFF" style="border-left:1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/people/countryfan2694?trip=1241"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/ilike/widget_play_btn_blue.jpg" width="41" height="48" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td bgcolor="#ECEDFF" style="border-right:1px solid black;"&gt;               Best song to &lt;span style="color:red"&gt;fast dance&lt;/span&gt; to:&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/people/countryfan2694?trip=1241" style="color:black; text-decoration:underline;"&gt;Just Dance&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/people/countryfan2694?trip=1241" style="color:black; text-decoration:underline;"&gt;Lady Gaga&lt;/a&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF" style="border-left:1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/people/countryfan2694?trip=1241"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/ilike/widget_play_btn_white.jpg" width="41" height="48" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF" style="border-right:1px solid black;"&gt;               Best song to &lt;span style="color:red"&gt;fall in love&lt;/span&gt; to:&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/people/countryfan2694?trip=1241" style="color:black; text-decoration:underline;"&gt;Relentless&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/people/countryfan2694?trip=1241" style="color:black; text-decoration:underline;"&gt;Jason Aldean&lt;/a&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td bgcolor="#ECEDFF" style="border-left:1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/people/countryfan2694?trip=1241"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/ilike/widget_play_btn_blue.jpg" width="41" height="48" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td bgcolor="#ECEDFF" style="border-right:1px solid black;"&gt;               Best &lt;span style="color:red"&gt;breakup&lt;/span&gt; song:&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/people/countryfan2694?trip=1241" style="color:black; text-decoration:underline;"&gt;Not Meant To Be&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/people/countryfan2694?trip=1241" style="color:black; text-decoration:underline;"&gt;Theory Of A Deadman&lt;/a&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF" style="border-left:1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/people/countryfan2694?trip=1241"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/ilike/widget_play_btn_white.jpg" width="41" height="48" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF" style="border-right:1px solid black;"&gt;               Best song to &lt;span style="color:red"&gt;make out&lt;/span&gt; to:&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/people/countryfan2694?trip=1241" style="color:black; text-decoration:underline;"&gt;Shine&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/people/countryfan2694?trip=1241" style="color:black; text-decoration:underline;"&gt;Collective Soul&lt;/a&gt;             &lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt; 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to move, I need to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shake the things that pull on me&lt;br /&gt;Holding me down, slowing me down&lt;br /&gt;I need to run, I need to fight&lt;br /&gt;Let go of the things that I am holding onto&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just open up my eyes so I can see&lt;br /&gt;It's always been there right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roads...which one will I take?&lt;br /&gt;There's a world wide open&lt;br /&gt;This world wide open&lt;br /&gt;Marks...which one will I make?&lt;br /&gt;There's a world wide open&lt;br /&gt;This world wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday's an open page&lt;br /&gt;A brand new start, a fresh clean slate&lt;br /&gt;Given to me&lt;br /&gt;Now it's up to me&lt;br /&gt;Buy my best and lose my worst&lt;br /&gt;Try to heal the things I've hurt&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I know I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make my mistakes and leave them in the past&lt;br /&gt;Make the most of every chance I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roads...which one will I take?&lt;br /&gt;There's a world wide open&lt;br /&gt;This world wide open&lt;br /&gt;Marks...which one will I make?&lt;br /&gt;There's a world wide open&lt;br /&gt;This world wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you grab it by the handles and dream&lt;br /&gt;As its spilling over me&lt;br /&gt;As its spilling over me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roads...which one will I take?&lt;br /&gt;There's a world wide open&lt;br /&gt;This world wide open&lt;br /&gt;Marks...which one will I make?&lt;br /&gt;There's a world wide open&lt;br /&gt;This world wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roads...which one will I take?&lt;br /&gt;There's a world wide open&lt;br /&gt;This world wide open&lt;br /&gt;Marks...which one will I make?&lt;br /&gt;There's a world wide open&lt;br /&gt;This world wide open&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-3358008301583882412?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/3358008301583882412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=3358008301583882412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/3358008301583882412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/3358008301583882412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/09/song-that-describes-my-life-9509.html' title='song that describes my life- 9/5/09'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-4995918245222613207</id><published>2009-09-04T19:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T19:54:55.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>singles = amazing</title><content type='html'>OMG last nites meet.... fucking AWESOME! first ever singles match - a WIN. wait no..... let's make that a SHUT OUT! o ya thats rite i WON 6-0. great way to start out my singles career. so totally cant wait til wed/ thurs. away meets. i get to play. home meet tues. dunno if i play or not. hmmmm.... maybe hang wit alex the whole time? knowing coach ill prolly play doubles. hopefully. i just wanna play more and i wanna hang wit alex more and just have a good time. and i wanna go to national convention and get a class ring. thats my plan for this fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o and have some really great practices for parli-pro. lets show these lil greenhands how its done. :) and me and lindsey are gonna design a YOU KNOW YOU'RE A GENESEO FFA MEMBER IF.... tshirt. so totally cant wait! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4995918245222613207?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4995918245222613207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=4995918245222613207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4995918245222613207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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messing up.... it wasnt the greatest match. but we won two games. in a 8 game pro set. :) can twait til i whoop kewanee's butt 2marrow. maybe alex can go? if he'd txt me back then id ask him.... but course hes got soccer and thinks hes got a game 2marrow.... i wish i could go watch him.... :/ i am so gonna find a way to do that. maybe hell have one the day(s) i got dentist appts. or b4 i go to LTS. how long does the soccer season last anyway? need to ask ben bout that. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway according to wut chantel asked alex while i was playing.... he just likes me as a friend and/or he doesnt want a gf rite now.  alex told me that he didnt want a gf when he didnt rly know me last may and i asked him.. course i had told him EVERYTHING bout me and nick... complete wit breakup and conflicts after the break up... i think he was smart in saying no actually. then at least. o and chantel says that alex doesnt know if hes going to homecoming. hell i dont even know if im goin to homecoming! i mean its like.... a month and a half away! do you know how much happens in a month and a half in my life???? ALOT. ALOT alot. in the fall.... too much. ffa... tennis....school.... football games.... possibly soccer games... WAAAAY too much stuff goin on. but yet im still have time...... to constantly think... about just 3 things..... ffa national convention, tennis, and (of course) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;.  wuts a girl to do? especially wit only 2 months and 10 days left to go til i can get my license.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-1539528589780481469?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/1539528589780481469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=1539528589780481469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/1539528589780481469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/1539528589780481469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-past-week-has-been-amazing-sigh.html' title='this past week has been amazing. *sigh*'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-4535149763603799773</id><published>2009-08-31T19:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:27:58.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish there was a home game this friday.... *sigh*</title><content type='html'>to put last friday nite simply -  i hung out wit chantel.... then ollie was tailin me cuz beeg was comin.....chantel went to talk to waldo and vanished..... me and ollie watched the 2nd half of the soph game waiting for beeg..... beeg came rite b4 the varsity game started... alex came down and i went wit him.... we hung out and talked and watched the game until like 10 mins til i had to leave.... brennan was there and i saw him and we talked til my mom called while alex was eatin his nachos.....then i had to go..... it was great... until the leaving part.....cant wait til next home game :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4535149763603799773?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4535149763603799773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=4535149763603799773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4535149763603799773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4535149763603799773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wish-there-was-home-game-this-friday.html' title='i wish there was a home game this friday.... *sigh*'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-7192578003586147870</id><published>2009-08-27T15:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:11:02.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>school week one</title><content type='html'>english wit sum idiots&lt;br /&gt;pe wit keener (btw too!)&lt;br /&gt;SH - boring!&lt;br /&gt;a2 - kiss is amazing&lt;br /&gt;A lunch wit ana &amp;amp; lindsey&lt;br /&gt;history wit luke. mr harrington is awesome too&lt;br /&gt;AS- its stahleos class. wut more can i say?&lt;br /&gt;QC chem - i think i actually get it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lockers rite next to brandan :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex has the same lunch wit me. his lockers....somewhere. lol. havent tlaked to him all year! ah! nick has c lunch again. hahahaha. sucker :P saw him a couple times this week. not to metion his stupid truck woke me up this AM. this is gonna be a looong 2 months, 15days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOVEMBER HERE I COME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw going to LTS on sept 23.... ch mtg on the 15? maybe going to ntnl convention ? (i hope i hope i hope i hope) TOBY KETIH IS GONNA BE THE CONCERT!!!!!! OMG I LOVE HIS MUSIC!!!!!!!! plz say that the officers invite me to go! PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/karlasayshi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-7192578003586147870?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7192578003586147870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=7192578003586147870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7192578003586147870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7192578003586147870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-week-one.html' title='school week one'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-7083331573820257927</id><published>2009-08-22T21:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T21:16:37.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST WEEK OF SUMMER (aka tennis -  week TWO!)</title><content type='html'>okay so....monday.... tennis practice. ugh. o. wait. its raining! NO PRACTICE!!!!! NO RUNNING THE HILL! WOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday..... practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.... practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs....rain again... afternoon practice NO SPRINTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday.... practice. got uniforms! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firday nite.... green white scrimmage games startin @ 515pm. had a blast hangin wit kelsie, kate, carolina, seth &amp;amp; ollie. made fun of kelsie alot. its wut she gets for stealin half my pretzel. lol. hurley is just plain stupid - standing on the sideline lookin like mr. grumpy gills - its his own fault he sucks at wut he does. he doesnt try. and everyone know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday.... tennis pics @ HS gym  - 1030am.... practice afterward (i now ride wit sean to practice. stupid late bday. grrr.) then rite after practice HAYLEE'S pool party!. sooo much fun! rly cute kittens. giant slip n slide (no bleeding @ all!) rly warm pool.... great food. wit my friends and fellow tennis players.... so much fun and just great way to end the summer. cant wait til next year. itll be even better! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**when the game is over, no matter win or lose, can you look back and say you left it all on the 'field'? if you can answer yes to that, if doesnt matter the outcome. you've already won**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-7083331573820257927?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7083331573820257927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=7083331573820257927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7083331573820257927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7083331573820257927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-week-of-summer-aka-tennis-week-two.html' title='LAST WEEK OF SUMMER (aka tennis -  week TWO!)'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-7868243822170929243</id><published>2009-08-15T14:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T14:26:16.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tennis day 4 - saturday practice</title><content type='html'>weeeeellll. it was WAY to early 2 start practice. im glad we've got pics @ 1030 next week, even tho that means we're practicing til noon. :/ luckily for me we only ran the hill once. twice and i was going to DIE. stupid ankle was fine until after we did waterfalls and the it started to sweel and i was focusing on not hurting it further so my tennis game was off. and not to mention 2day was SUPER hot out. and we were in the sun the whole time. so not cool. nothin more to do until monday morning @ 9am :) well....there is the work i have to do here at home.... stupid SAE book. lets hope i dont go to school looking like a cutter.... :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-7868243822170929243?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7868243822170929243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=7868243822170929243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7868243822170929243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/7868243822170929243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/08/tennis-day-4-saturday-practice.html' title='tennis day 4 - saturday practice'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-3211246931574131953</id><published>2009-08-14T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T13:06:18.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tennis day 3 :/</title><content type='html'>well my ankle hurt alot this AM  so i told coach and didnt run. worked rly hard on my form and hitting. getting alot better @ it :) im rly glad i didnt have to run the hill. they had to run it twice. and another good thing 2day - i was either soooo tired or he didnt drive by as fast cuz hurley didnt wake me up 2day wit his truck :) but anyway.....yea. and then driving home was kinda crazy cuz i went through the country and grandma was kinda flippin out cuz she didnt know where she was. lol. o well. got practice 2marrow AM 9-11 @ richmond. come watch if you want! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-3211246931574131953?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/3211246931574131953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=3211246931574131953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/3211246931574131953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/3211246931574131953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/08/tennis-day-3.html' title='tennis day 3 :/'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-6107965331053731467</id><published>2009-08-13T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T12:56:27.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tennis day2  o.O</title><content type='html'>the schedual for 2day:&lt;br /&gt;2 laps around the block (YOU CALL THAT A "WARM UP"?!?!?) then stretching then sucides (MORE RUNNING??????) then mini tennis 2 warm up (again plz define "warm up")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then hitting wit the machine (our group is known as 'the newbies') then 5poiont and serving wit coach barks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN once around teh block again AND THE HILL! i say i should so totally get out of PE for this. i mean come on. thats like a mile. EVERY DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-6107965331053731467?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6107965331053731467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=6107965331053731467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6107965331053731467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6107965331053731467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/08/tennis-day2-oo.html' title='tennis day2  o.O'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-9098640067219274455</id><published>2009-08-12T12:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T13:51:28.049-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh and btw...</title><content type='html'>today just so happens to be august 12th. which, besides the first day of sports practices (including football) is nicks birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of having fun @ his house and chillin wit friends enjoying his sweet 16 and his license.....HE GETS TO GO TO FOOTBALL PRACTICE! which is sooooo totally worse than tennis practice. mind you he doesnt have to run richmond hill, but hes got to be in ALL his football gear.... in the sun.....wit all this humidity.... lol sux to be him :) im done for the day! got practice sat morning tho.... :( o well my bday is gonna have nothing going on and no heat and HUNTIN SEASON!!!! woo! so totally cant wait! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-9098640067219274455?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/9098640067219274455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=9098640067219274455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/9098640067219274455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/9098640067219274455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-and-btw.html' title='oh and btw...'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-1696997843288641615</id><published>2009-08-12T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T12:17:32.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tennis practice day 1.</title><content type='html'>ran around the block twice. almost threw out my left knee. practiced hittin. did great. had fun. knee felt better. then had to run the fabulous richmond hill. knee still hurts. :( wearin my brace 2marrow. trying to tuff it out but i dont think ill be able too much longer. ill be ready for pe tho i guess. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-1696997843288641615?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/1696997843288641615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=1696997843288641615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/1696997843288641615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/1696997843288641615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/08/tennis-practice-day-1.html' title='tennis practice day 1.'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-6345323427559178558</id><published>2009-08-06T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T11:08:24.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IL FFA SUMMER LEADERSHIP CAMP</title><content type='html'>what happens @ camp stays @ camp. thats all i can say. :)  but i WILL reveal that i had SOOOO much fun and met so many great ppl and tried alot of new things. it was amazing and i wish i could go back!  I LOVE CAMP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-6345323427559178558?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6345323427559178558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=6345323427559178558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6345323427559178558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6345323427559178558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/08/il-ffa-summer-leadership-camp.html' title='IL FFA SUMMER LEADERSHIP CAMP'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-5718039720539727717</id><published>2009-08-05T12:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:29:20.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IL FFA SUMMER LEADERSHIP CAMP</title><content type='html'>met some guys. got their numbers. made some friends. got their numbers. danced a bit. didnt fail canoeing. got pretty wet. wet soccer balls hurt worse than regular ones, especially when applied to the head. archery is amazing. even when the bow sucks. open mic nite = i didnt do it. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-5520036011043435605</id><published>2009-07-14T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T13:53:24.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>he can't quit her - GARY ALLAN</title><content type='html'>She was cool, she was hot, she was smokin' a lot&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the bar&lt;br /&gt;She had more than one too many buttons undone&lt;br /&gt;On that blouse she wore&lt;br /&gt;Starin' too long at her lost in that Skynyrd song&lt;br /&gt;Was his first mistake&lt;br /&gt;And when she shot him that, "Boy you dont want none of this" look&lt;br /&gt;It was way too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's like a needle to a junky, she's like whiskey to a drunk&lt;br /&gt;she's like poker to a gambler, she's like a bullet in a gun&lt;br /&gt;She's in his blood. he can't explain the rush&lt;br /&gt;When he gets with her&lt;br /&gt;Might be the death of him, but he's addicted, man&lt;br /&gt;He can't quit her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she'd come to his house and he'd tell her&lt;br /&gt;She belonged just with him and no one else&lt;br /&gt;She'd get up and she'd get dressed, take five hundred&lt;br /&gt;No less, and then leave again&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Baby, I'll take care of you, can't stand the thought&lt;br /&gt;Of sharin' you, with them other guys."&lt;br /&gt;She laughed and said, "Well, maybe you shouldnt call me no more then baby."&lt;br /&gt;And he didn't, that first night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's like a needle to a junky, she's like whiskey to a drunk&lt;br /&gt; she's like poker to a gambler, she's like a bullet in a gun&lt;br /&gt; She's in his blood, he can't explain the rush&lt;br /&gt; When he gets with her&lt;br /&gt; Might be the death of him, but he's addicted, man&lt;br /&gt; He can't quit her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's in his blood, he cant explain the rush&lt;br /&gt;When he gets with her&lt;br /&gt;Might be the death of him, but he's addicted, man&lt;br /&gt;He can't quit her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was cool, she was hot, she was walkin' cross the parkin lot&lt;br /&gt;With some other guy&lt;br /&gt;Well, he was jealous, he was jonsin'&lt;br /&gt;And he wound up on the wrong end of a fourty-five&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-5520036011043435605?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5520036011043435605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=5520036011043435605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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CHANTELS BDAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg it was sooo much fun. no drama wit the ppl or anything. we all just clicked. hailey is so cool., there is no way she is 12. and then kaylin.... shes just awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so rite when we got there we went rite to the pool. it was crazy. splash bombs and "floaties"... and everyone was getting dunked. and we wouldnt let chantel out of the pool until it was time for dinner. and then presents - which included a video of her trying to open a duct tape wrapped present :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was downstairs to blast "oldies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing ping pong to the backstreet boys and n*sync its pretty crzy. especially while wearing a floatie. lol. adn then there was the giant bubbles.... *sigh* i cant wait til MY party. as long as the 4wheelers fixed by then. maybe chantel can bring hers... itll be awesome, not matter wut happens :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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:)'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-4391180012437004520</id><published>2009-06-26T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T11:28:46.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>more supernatural pix :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/supernatural%20icons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t65/teddyrbd/Icons/Supernatural/zzspn1721.png" border="0" alt="Supernatural icons Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/supernatural%20icons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t65/teddyrbd/Icons/Supernatural/zzspn1718.gif" border="0" 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(seeingyouaround) Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/supernatural%20icons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/MissJessi/Icons/SPN%20Icons/supernatural-5-mediocrechick.gif" border="0" alt="mediocrechick Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4391180012437004520?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4391180012437004520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=4391180012437004520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4391180012437004520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4391180012437004520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-supernatural-pix.html' title='more supernatural pix :)'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e203/sayhla1says2bah3/supernatural%20icons/th_supernatural-Iwillfuckyouup.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-6869074065337662629</id><published>2009-06-25T11:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T13:07:34.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>its official. i'm an addict  :)</title><content type='html'>to a tv show of all things. lol. SUPERNATURAL! and its on tonite! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/supernatural%20icons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t65/teddyrbd/Icons/Supernatural/zzspn2069.png" border="0" alt="supernatural icons Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/supernatural%20icons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t65/teddyrbd/Icons/Supernatural/zzspn2072.png" border="0" alt="supernatural icons Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/supernatural%20icons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t65/teddyrbd/Icons/Supernatural/zzspn2012.png" border="0" alt="Supernatural Icons Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/supernatural%20icons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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href="http://photobucket.com/images/supernatural%20icons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t65/teddyrbd/Icons/Supernatural/zzspn1897.png" border="0" alt="Supernatural icons Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/supernatural%20icons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t65/teddyrbd/Icons/Supernatural/zzspn1940.gif" border="0" alt="Supernatural icons Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/supernatural%20icons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t65/teddyrbd/Icons/Supernatural/zzspn1545.gif" border="0" alt="Supernatural icons Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/supernatural%20icons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t65/teddyrbd/Icons/Supernatural/zzspn1546.gif" border="0" alt="Supernatural icons Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-6869074065337662629?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6869074065337662629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=6869074065337662629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6869074065337662629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/6869074065337662629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-official-im-addict.html' title='its official. i&apos;m an addict  :)'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-4779674685678012650</id><published>2009-06-19T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T14:22:15.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>love hurts? no. a baseball to the sholder hurts.</title><content type='html'>ok so how do i spend my summer nights? by drilling my brother in baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats wut i was doing the other night - cooling down by playing catch wit seth. (we had just finished hitting for an hour each) and seth, being a retard, was throwing it closer and closer to the flower bed, and i was like 8-10 ft away from said target every time he threw it over there, so it required some sprint &amp;amp; dive maneuvers. which are pretty exausting, but still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i usually have complete concentration, especially when its dead silent outside, and 99.9% of the time, it is. but it just so happened that the .01% of noise came when i was about 15 ft away from seths usual target, because i had just ditched my hat on the front steps. as i was running toward the ball, determined to catch it, who should drive by, but hurless, in his annoying loud truck. concentration blown away in the breeze, i still tried to catch it, and failed. i was close tho. it came as a direct hit in the center of my right collar bone. right as hurless was passing me. i quickly picked it up, not paying attention to the screaming pain of my shoulder, and threw the ball back to seth, knowing that if i kept it by me, i would not have the control to stop myself from throwing the ball at the boy who had just ruined what was going to be on the greatest catches of my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so needless to say, i've got a pretty nice bruise on my shoulder, and a gruge against all the loud trucks that are starting to infest my neighborhood&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4779674685678012650?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4779674685678012650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=4779674685678012650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4779674685678012650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4779674685678012650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-hurts-no-baseball-to-sholder-hurts.html' title='love hurts? no. a baseball to the sholder hurts.'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-4995211241056000298</id><published>2009-06-17T13:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:02:39.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>well aint this summer great</title><content type='html'>so far this summer - shoulders, neck, and right arm are stiff and sore cuz i stacked 265 square bales the other day. wasnt rly ready for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got rly bored last nite and just randomly started calling ppl. thought i'd call hurley and see wut hes been up to. idk if he knew he answered his phone or wut, but he did answer it and dint say anything and me being me i was gonna kinda yell at him cuz i was all like wtf, but instead i just hung up. i'm getting better @ controling my anger. but controling my anger has been giving me alot more headaches. hmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should not control my anger in the summer so my head isnt in pain all the time? idk. o well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go do stupid laundry now. ttyl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4995211241056000298?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4995211241056000298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=4995211241056000298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4995211241056000298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/4995211241056000298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-aint-this-summer-great.html' title='well aint this summer great'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-3867614424778960324</id><published>2009-06-12T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T13:53:51.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>state convention recap :D</title><content type='html'>state convention......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000+ IL FFA members in the prairie state convention center (Springfield) for 6 sessions, complete wit keynote presentations, delegate sessions, retiring addresses from the state 08-09 major state officers, speeches from the candidates for 09-10, voting for the 09-10 officers,  CLAY ZWILLING's retiring address, the installation of the section presidents, and that touching moment when the 08-09 major state officers hung up their blue corduroy jackets, and the 4  guys and a girl team (annie, andrew, ben, austin, and clay) were replaced by the 4 girls and a guy team (adam, kiersten, ellen, caroline, and amie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the party part....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dance - yea...i don't dance. but i did have a convo struck up wit me and we did end the night wit a slow dance....it ended up to be an ok night&lt;br /&gt;the Lincoln museum - not that great when its ur 2nd time in a year&lt;br /&gt;knight's action park - pretty fun. got a pretty bad sunburn tho :S&lt;br /&gt;the pizza machine - omg that pizza was amazing, and i got to sign the wall too. maybe next year i can go and sign the wall again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-3867614424778960324?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/3867614424778960324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=3867614424778960324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/3867614424778960324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/3867614424778960324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/06/state-convention-recap-d.html' title='state convention recap :D'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-4187521140193033128</id><published>2009-06-08T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T13:14:59.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>omg so totally cant wait!</title><content type='html'>state convention starts 2marrow and i so totally cant wait! who knows wuts gonna happen? i've been txting kelsey bout it since like saturday. lol. so totally cant wait! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN OTHER NEWS:  not much. lol. SCHOOLS OUT!!!!! loving the freedom. and its only the 3rd day! lol. i am now a sophmore, passed all my classes wit at least a C. happy bout that. now its time for me to relax and enjoy the decent weather, while trying to get more songs for my iPod, cuz 2marrow the day starts @ 430am and ends at god only knows wut time cuz of the dance thats gonna be fucking awesome. i have a feeling that its gonna be a whut happens @ state stays @ state. and im totally fine wit that one. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill b bak on friday to tell yall bout wut happens! wut i can tell @ least. *wink* lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4187521140193033128?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4187521140193033128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-4386684887890454860</id><published>2009-06-02T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:54:24.170-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david nail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red light'/><title type='text'>Red Light - David Nail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;so this is how it ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;this is where it all goes down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;this is what I don't love you feels like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;It aint the middle of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;and it aint even raining outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;It aint exactly what i had in mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;For goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;at a redlight in the sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;on a sunday nothing to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;don't even try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;some are coming home&lt;span class="lx-link-style3" style="border-bottom-color: blue; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;some are leaving town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;while my worlds crashing down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;on a sunday in the sunshine at a red light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;I thought she was going to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;something about that couple kissing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;accrossing the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;our something about this beautiful day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;but she just looked me in the eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;said its over didnt try to lie or pick a fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;I might have seen it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;coming that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;but at a redlight in the sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;on a sunday nothing to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;don't even try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;some are coming home&lt;span class="lx-link-style3" style="border-bottom-color: blue; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;some are leaving town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;while my worlds crashing down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;on a sunday in the sunshine at a red light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;theres a mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;calming down a little baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;in the backseat in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;theres an old man dressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;in his sunday best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;just waiting on green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;but i cant see getting past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;this redlight in the sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;on a sunday nothing to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;don't even try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;some are coming home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;some are leaving town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;while my worlds crashing down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;on a sunday in the sunshine at a red light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;at a redlight in the sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;on a sunday nothing to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;don't even try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;some are coming home&lt;span class="lx-link-style3" style="border-bottom-color: blue; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;some are leaving town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;while my worlds crashing down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;" id="slly"&gt;on a sunday in the sunshine at a red light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;at a red light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;at a red light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;at a red light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-4386684887890454860?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4386684887890454860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-2177615578852674240</id><published>2009-05-30T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:24:52.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wish you were here....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the one thing i want the most rite now...... strangely enough....to talk to nick...just to see wuts up. like kyle does to me....i just want to call him and see how WI is....but i doubt he'd answer....and even if he did he'd cut it short. be really busy or sumthin....  :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;almost made it a whole day wit out talking to alex....finally broke down bout an hour ago.....i really. really wish i could see him rite now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;this summer is gonna be hell. making sure i get a hug from him on the last day of school. who really knows that they're dead certain they'll be bak in teh fall.... hell alot of things could happen. he already knows i like him....i wounder if he'd think i was weird? huh. well my brains in hyperdrive....randomly woke up @ 430 this am and couldnt get bak 2 sleep. stayed in bed til 11 anyways. lol. and its 1130 now.... been up for 19 hrs.....cant take it anymore....gotta sleep.....maybe have sum dreams for once? idk.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-2177615578852674240?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/2177615578852674240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1119935029153551543.post-9041899401057725354</id><published>2009-05-29T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:29:46.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wut. a. day. *collapses on bed wit a HUGE sigh*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well... this day has had its ups and downs.....laura has decided to be retarded like her sister (jk ily court! lol) and play the flute....ugh...the traitor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then nick was in a hurry this morning and 4got his phone AND his wallet @ home...so first thing on the bus this morning....(im already listening to my iPod btw).....i get poked in the side and look over and its nick...i was like okaaaaay (in my mind)....and hes like can i use ur phone for like 5 minutes?... i was like ok....(not thinkin anything of it).... then i was like wait a minute (again. in my mind) .... wheres urs?...and he goes thats wut im calling bout....i was like nice.....lol (then &amp;amp; now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i listen to his phone call and he gets ahold of his dad...and im not gonna go in2 detail bout wut he said &amp;amp; everything....but i was laughin a bit.... (lol rite now just thinkin bout it) and he gives me bak my phone &amp;amp; is like god i feel like a dumbass....i was just like wow.... (lol) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then lindsey is like mad/sad/ idk wut cuz she left to go on vacation 2day and we wont see her until after summer - IF she stays in atkinson.   :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nicks now either still on his way to WI or there....idk which but i hope he has fun....since i certainly wont....stuck here in stupid IL for the whole damn weekend....prolly gonna be tryin 2 find out WTF is wrong wit the 4wheeler.... working mostly.    :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but after school....the usual routine...get out of math....go 2 my lkr.... get my shit.... go down the hall....stop @ alex's lkr &amp;amp; tlak to him.  :D  so i was walkin down the hall wit him and everything....and i had 2 get my trumpet from the band room and he kinda acted like he was gonna go the short way to the buses but then he kept walking wit me all the way down to the band room and he didnt get his trombone or anything....and he stayed by me....and then walked wit me outside too.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and this isnt the 1st time this has happened....well.....not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; this....but pretty close.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;god i cant wait to see wut happens next..... just let it be good and have a sumwut happy ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1119935029153551543-9041899401057725354?l=karlasayshi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/feeds/9041899401057725354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1119935029153551543&amp;postID=9041899401057725354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/9041899401057725354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1119935029153551543/posts/default/9041899401057725354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karlasayshi.blogspot.com/2009/05/sigh.html' title='wut. a. day. *collapses on bed wit a HUGE sigh*'/><author><name>KarlaSaysHi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwwWWXs1HJo/SywzeUteu7I/AAAAAAAAADs/bMuhlzOAMx8/S220/100_1947.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
