<?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-5895243784537827520</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:12:15.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life of Mine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-1468749612818507850</id><published>2009-06-25T15:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:36:41.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Just in...</title><content type='html'>Micheal Jackson has died...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-1468749612818507850?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/1468749612818507850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=1468749612818507850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/1468749612818507850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/1468749612818507850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-just-in.html' title='This Just in...'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-8343320266149998960</id><published>2009-04-28T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T16:10:13.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got this on Facebook</title><content type='html'>1. What color is your toothbrush? black&lt;br /&gt;2. Name one person who made you smile today: Kayla&lt;br /&gt;3. What were you doing at 8 am this morning? second period&lt;br /&gt;4. What were you doing 45 minutes ago? getting food, i think&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite candy bar? Milky Way&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever been to a strip club? no&lt;br /&gt;7. What is the last thing you said aloud? Do you want me to turn the water off now?&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your favorite ice cream? Rasberry&lt;br /&gt;9. What was the last thing you had to drink? milk&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you like your wallet? yeah, it's cool&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the last thing you ate? fruit bar&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you bought any new clothing items this week?nope&lt;br /&gt;13. The last sporting event you watched? tennis in the other court&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your favorite flavor of popcorn? theres more than 1 flavor? butter&lt;br /&gt;15. Who is the last person you sent a text message to? Kristen Fields&lt;br /&gt;16. Ever go camping? i don't remember&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you take vitamins daily? I'm supposed to&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you go to church every Sunday? I think i would burn&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you have a tan? nope (I'm afraid of skin cancer)&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you prefer Chinese food over pizza? no!! that's a foolish thing to ask&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you drink your soda with a straw? sometimes&lt;br /&gt;22. What did your last text message say? im bored&lt;br /&gt;23. What are you doing tomorrow? school, then coffee house&lt;br /&gt;25. Look to your left, what do you see? my sister's senior picture, a cybunny, my iPod&lt;br /&gt;26. What color is your watch? black&lt;br /&gt;27. What do you think of when you hear Australia? My friend Meghan, who went over the summer&lt;br /&gt;28. Who do you admire most? my best friends&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you go in at a fast food place or just hit the drive thru? depends. I don't really eat fast food anymore&lt;br /&gt;30. What is your favorite number? 13&lt;br /&gt;31. Who's the last person you talked to on the phone? my sister&lt;br /&gt;32. Any plans today? n&lt;br /&gt;o33. How many states have you lived in? 1&lt;br /&gt;34. Biggest annoyance right now? my Cell Cycle project that i'm gonna fail&lt;br /&gt;35. Last song listened to? Poison Girl by HIM is playing now&lt;br /&gt;36.Can you say the alphabet backwards? not really&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you have a maid service clean your house? yeah, ME!&lt;br /&gt;38. Favorite pair of shoes you wear all the time? Grafitti airwalks&lt;br /&gt;39. Are you jealous of anyone? a little, but i'm only human&lt;br /&gt;40. Is anyone jealous of you? i don't know, people don't walk up to me saying their jealous of me&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you love anyone? you'd like to know!&lt;br /&gt;42. Do any of your friends have children? God, I hope not!&lt;br /&gt;43. What do you usually do during the day? school&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you hate anyone that you know right now? Ms. Nunes, Bio teacher&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you use the word 'hello' daily? Hey or hi&lt;br /&gt;46. What color is your car? don't have one, but my bike is blue&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you like cats? AWWW!! of course!!&lt;br /&gt;48. Are you thinking about someone right now? no, I don't think when i listen to music&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever been to Six Flags? yep&lt;br /&gt;50. How did you get your worst scar? i ran into a very hot metal plate and got 2nd degree burns on my left hand. I somethimes can't feel the top of my hand because of the nerve damage&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-8343320266149998960?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/8343320266149998960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=8343320266149998960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/8343320266149998960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/8343320266149998960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-got-this-on-facebook.html' title='I got this on Facebook'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-163099872713745067</id><published>2009-04-25T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T14:56:04.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idk</title><content type='html'>I don't know why, but i feel really depressed today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean more depressed then usual. I feel like crying and i cant really think straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it might be because my friend went back to New York. But, frankly, its none of my business, none at all. He went for a stupid reason anyway, but i'm not going to say what that reason is. My sister was really upset, but it didn't affect me at all. Not one bit. In fact, whenever a friend steps out on my life, i erase any trace of them from my person. Pictures, movie tics, you name it. I do it to ex boyfriends to. I think i'm probably feeling the emotion now or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't matter, I've had friend's move away or just leave, I'm used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, even as I write this (because i know no one even reads this anymore) i feel like something is pressing on my throat and the feeling leads down my chest to my tummy. I miss him, yes, but i miss everyone i can never see again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i do know why i'm depressed today lol. (no humor)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-163099872713745067?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/163099872713745067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=163099872713745067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/163099872713745067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/163099872713745067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2009/04/idk.html' title='Idk'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-1945187542136104687</id><published>2009-04-20T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:04:11.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Washington DC</title><content type='html'>This weekend i went on a four-day trip to DC with my band. We had a competition and our concert band got 3rd (which was a total rip off) and the jazz band got 1st (which was awesome) we also got a special award for the jazz band saxophones. I am a saxophone, but Jeff, a senior, got all the credit even though we all played perfectly, except for our warm-up song which didn't count against us at all. I was pissed at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else was soo much fun. We stayed at a five-star hotel and i was roomed with my best friend and her friend. Her friend is reeeeealy annoying. The first day in DC she complained about EVERYTHING!!! We did go to bed early because the competition was early the next day, but she freaked out because it was too dark, so we had to leave the bathroom light on. Then, my friend sneezed and she freaked out about that too. Also the heater running she sort of yelled. Then, there was a tiny bit of traffic outside and she complained that "some people were trying to sleep." I was pissed. I could feel my friend controlling her anger. We didn't get to sleep until 11:00 PM. That morning, we got a hotel wake up call and i accidentally thought that my friend was my alarm clock so i reached over and hit her (we were sleeping in the same bed). I finally realized that i didn't have an alarm clock and answered that phone. I said hello only to be answered by a machine saying, "Hello, this is your wake up call." i slammed the phone down and punched my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited the Washington Monument, FDR Memorial, Lincoln Memorial, Jefferson Memorial, World War II Memorial, Korean War Memorial, and Vietnam Memorial. We also went to both Smithsonian Museums and the Holocaust Museum. At the Holocaust Museum, i bought a cute little doll. I named her Molly Dolly, but i call her Molly. She's an immigrant girl, supposedly. The bus ride home was dragged a bit. We ate breakfast at Hard Rock Cafe (Which is my Church!!!) and finally set for home. We made too break stops in Delaware and Connecticut, both at gas stations. For Lunch in Delaware was a small veggie cup with ranch dressing and some cheese crackers that made me sick. Connecticut i got a salad from McDonald's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-1945187542136104687?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/1945187542136104687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=1945187542136104687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/1945187542136104687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/1945187542136104687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2009/04/washington-dc.html' title='Washington DC'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-7411618693473375951</id><published>2009-04-12T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T16:39:32.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riiight</title><content type='html'>yeah, i did have the baby last weekend. But i didn't feel like posting the times and what it did. Lets just say it kept me up ALL NIGHT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter btw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-7411618693473375951?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/7411618693473375951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=7411618693473375951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/7411618693473375951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/7411618693473375951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2009/04/riiight.html' title='Riiight'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-8973701708637454822</id><published>2009-03-30T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T14:15:19.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Getting a Baby!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm not &lt;em&gt;technically &lt;/em&gt;having a &lt;em&gt;real baby. &lt;/em&gt;It's actually a simulation my health class is doing. I was hoping to get it last week, but i turned in my permission slip too late. No matter, i get it this week. My friend did do it last week and she said it was a lot of work, but fun in a way. Call us geeks. O-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my father i was getting the baby this week and he was balistic, mostly because i'll be sleeping over his house this weekend. Hey, he'll have to deal. I luv ya dad, but if i'm gonna be up at 4 in the morning trying to figure out what to do with it (feed it, rock it, change it, burp it,) then your gonna feel the pain too. By the way, i do need to to all those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros: I get to be a like a realy parent and get wierd(er) looks from people. it'll be fun, torturing my family and all. an extra grade for the most vile class in school. &amp;amp; i get to name the baby!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons: It'll be hard work. I'll have to be up all hours of the night trying to make it SHUT THE HELL UP!! &amp;amp; my dad will probably make me fail by throwing it out the window, slamming it into the wall, ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to keep a record here. If it's too late to put my computer on, then i'll record it on paper and type it out here. Why am i doing this? Because i feel like it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-8973701708637454822?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/8973701708637454822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=8973701708637454822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/8973701708637454822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/8973701708637454822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-getting-baby.html' title='I&apos;m Getting a Baby!!!'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-6296877162159028312</id><published>2009-02-28T09:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T09:28:53.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now i am definatly sure</title><content type='html'>I now know that i am bipolar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, a weird thing to say and the most random to say, but absolutly nothing happened today and now im taking long walks when i have time. Maybe it's acutally some sort of depressed spring fever? I don't know, what i do know is that i don't really like talking to people anymore....or at least less then i used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*heavy sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! But there is some good news!!! Maximum Ride!! My world's most fantastic series. And that's saying something because, for those who know what a vampire freak i am, only vampire books are allowed in my reading life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if i tell you what the books are about, then you'll think that there stupid, but really, they are so fantastic. They even have a blog here on blogspot. maximumride.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;But i would read the books first, or check out there website, maximumride.com&lt;br /&gt;The blog is written by one of the caracters, like Tommy in  Generation Dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm typing this at the library and i have other things to do, but check out those books, there amazing!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-6296877162159028312?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/6296877162159028312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=6296877162159028312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/6296877162159028312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/6296877162159028312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2009/02/now-i-am-definatly-sure.html' title='Now i am definatly sure'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-8947353892420498510</id><published>2009-02-14T11:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T11:21:06.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost for got</title><content type='html'>Track Season:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMPLETE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*party party*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-8947353892420498510?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/8947353892420498510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=8947353892420498510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/8947353892420498510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/8947353892420498510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2009/02/almost-for-got.html' title='Almost for got'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-1278220401423909073</id><published>2009-02-14T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T11:19:11.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Title</title><content type='html'>Let's see, what has been happening in my oh so interesting life.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to stay with my boyfriend and now i can barely think about leaving him. Me without him is like salad without dressing.....yeah, that was cheesey, so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at the Library now. I have nothing better to do until i go to my friends' big Valentine's Day sleepover. No boys allowed!!! It's an anti-romantic thing we're probably gonna do from now on. Just to have some girl time. Nothing serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Valentines Day....HAPPY MUSHY MUSHY KISSY KISSY DAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i never was one for romance, then again, i was never one to have a boyfriend either.....you never know what might happen in your life. We're all still young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday was recently. I feel the same, actually. . . .I guess ageing will do that until your hit 30. . . .an age i am definatly dreading. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to say, What to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if ANYBODY knows the ballad 'Scarbourogh Fair' PLEASE TELL ME!!! i asked so many people at my school (teachers included) an none of them knew about it!!!! I am so pissed off! I mention this because i am reading a book that was inspired by it. I haven't finished it... HELL, I'M NOT EVEN CLOSE!! but it is good. But i am so pissed because why doesn't anyone know about the classics!! It's not even that old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i bet people stopped reading this at my Valentines Greeting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-1278220401423909073?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/1278220401423909073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=1278220401423909073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/1278220401423909073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/1278220401423909073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-title.html' title='No Title'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-5355435381541996146</id><published>2009-01-24T16:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T17:05:07.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I had a dream...</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dreamt&lt;/span&gt; I was taking a tour of some random place in Washington. It was my mother and sister. The guides were these three guys...i guess i should give them names. Um....James ('cause thats my bf name &lt;33) and...Joey ('cause thats my best guy friends' name). Anyway, they were showing us around--mind they were only a few years older then me--and they took us to this small room. I forgot what they said about it, but music was playing from nowhere and James was dancing by himself. So i joined him to dance, right when a slow song started! This James looked absolutly nothing like the real thing, but he was cute...though i forgot what he looked like. Anyway, we danced slowly, but it was anything but romantic. I wasn't wearing some Renaissance dress that magically poofed on my body, i was wearing jeans and an old sweatshirt. He wasn't wearing one of those Renaissance outfits either, just jeans a a T-shirt. Anyway, we danced for, like, 10 minutes. I looked around the small room, just as my family and the two guides were leaving. They locked me in the room!! I don't know how exacly i got out, but i did. The hotel we stayed at wasn't a hotel at all, it was more of a dank room with sleeping bags. By the time i got there, there were no more sleeping bags. So i think i shared with my sister, but i couldn't see the sleepers face. Then i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not entirly sure why i decided to share this with people, but i just thought i should.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-5355435381541996146?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/5355435381541996146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=5355435381541996146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/5355435381541996146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/5355435381541996146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-had-dream.html' title='I had a dream...'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-252784352991391748</id><published>2008-12-30T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T13:15:26.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHH!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I may have finished Shadow Kissed, like, two weeks ago, but i dont think i ever recorded anything on it. Okay, here it goes. Oh, and if you havent read the book yet, then dont read ANY on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SOOOO MAD AT RICHELLE MEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, Dimitri CANNOT be strigoi!! It just can't happen!! Now i know the universe is going to perish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, How is Rose going to kill him when she LUVS him. I mean, HE ROX! If he died, then so would Rose because one can't live without the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, CLIFFHANGER MUCH?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are good things; now theres a plot for the fourth book, Blood Promise, which comes out in July. I know, too far away. But i have other things to read while i wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Bliss^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-252784352991391748?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/252784352991391748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=252784352991391748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/252784352991391748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/252784352991391748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/12/arghh.html' title='ARGHH!!!!!!'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-8854901048311888542</id><published>2008-12-28T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T11:56:58.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored out of my skull</title><content type='html'>Right at this very moment i am at my godmothers house. The two young boys are playing on the bed......and being very annoying about it. But whatever. The little girl just came in. She's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today me and my father were supposed to go out and buy a digital camera. But one of my great aunts had a mild stroke. She's fine though. She's old and crazy and doesn't even speak a word of english.....i dont even know what she says half the time. But anyway, we couldnt get one. But i told him the model i wanted and he said he'll get it sometime this week or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this was short and sweet....and the boys are now fighting. The oldest one is a pain in my ass. He's whinny and hates to lose. If he keeps that up, he will never make it in the world. I'm so sick and tired of scolding him that i just give up now. He's the only little kid i have problems with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only him. God, when i have kids, i'm going to make sure their not brats like him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-8854901048311888542?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/8854901048311888542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=8854901048311888542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/8854901048311888542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/8854901048311888542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/12/bored-out-of-my-skull.html' title='Bored out of my skull'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-2127961365007572127</id><published>2008-12-25T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T16:32:12.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Current read: Suck It Up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who get offended by me saying Merry Christmas, suck it up because the holiday first originated as Christian and so thats what its called! Plus, its not called Happy Holidays! No. Being politically correct may be a pain in the ass, but you know what; this is something i like being PC about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now that that's out of the way &lt;33 I hope every person in the world had a great christmas. I got so many things and i'm greatful for them. I'm going with my father Saturday to get me a digital camera^^ Instead of buying me a bunch of little things, he just gets me one or two things that i really want. Which is cool. I cant wait. I got a bunch of iTunes gift cards ($85 worth) and i've already bought 2 CD's. Emilie Autumn's Enchant and Twilight Soundtrack. Enchant is still loading, but im listening to Twilight now. It's a good CD. Bella's Lullaby is so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, even though it's vacation, my track coach wants to keep us in shape, so i still have practise my whole vacation. I only have 3 days off, Christmas eve, Christmas Day, and New Years Day. NoT even New Years Eve. Which sucks dreadfully *ANGER!* All well^^ i'll live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all! And to all a Good Bite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-2127961365007572127?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/2127961365007572127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=2127961365007572127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/2127961365007572127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/2127961365007572127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-everyone.html' title='Merry Christmas everyone!'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-3596282674791092009</id><published>2008-12-20T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T12:54:22.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLog entry: cute</title><content type='html'>Okay, i decided to give him a chance. I didnt have the heart to break up with someone whose only flaw was the way he kisses. Its wrong and selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he bought me the most beautiful necklace. Its a gold heart with a hole in the middle on an silver chain. He also wrote me a poem. It goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cold outside&lt;br /&gt;It chills me down to my bones&lt;br /&gt;The cold creeps in&lt;br /&gt;Freezing my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;I'm frozen and unfeeling&lt;br /&gt;Then you came along&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel again&lt;br /&gt;It may be cold outside&lt;br /&gt;But now i have someone to keep me warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS SO CUTE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-3596282674791092009?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/3596282674791092009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=3596282674791092009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/3596282674791092009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/3596282674791092009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-entry-cute.html' title='BLog entry: cute'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-8893498298088587232</id><published>2008-12-13T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:24:57.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLog Entry....HELP!!!</title><content type='html'>okay, i just went on a date to see a movie with my...boyfriend. We saw Four Christmases, which was okay. It was funny, better then i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i met this kid on a Spanish trip to New York and my friend brought along this kid with her. He was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me out that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said yes and we started going out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was saying, we were going to the movies and we kissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SCARY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's a great guy, though, he is really cute and really really sweet. He treats me good and he seems like he really likes me. But he's also akward and a SCARY kisser. i mean, i dont normally judge with the ways guys kiss,.....but it was like he was chewing gum!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to try to tell him to just be friends monday......i feel so bad......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now that thats out of the way, i seriously think im losing my mind.....like i really do think i'm going crazy....and i dont know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep saying things i dont mean....im hearing voices.....and i'm have mixed feelings about everything. its sad, very sad. My mother and i fought a while back and i said that maybe i should see someone for help, but she refused and yelled at me more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only felt worse since then. I dont want to tell my friends because they hear enough of my complaining everyday, its sux to be them lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got Shadow Kiss by Richelle Mead. I've been waiting for it for ever!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, its getting late, i need to get to sleep, i have my friends birthday party tomorrow, but i cant say what i got her yet, just in case she reads this....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-8893498298088587232?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/8893498298088587232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=8893498298088587232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/8893498298088587232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/8893498298088587232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-entryhelp.html' title='BLog Entry....HELP!!!'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-3577988265748786668</id><published>2008-11-24T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T13:50:02.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Movie</title><content type='html'>Okay, i know that everyone who read the book Twilight knows that the movie is not as good as the book. You are almost right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie covered all it could in a 2 hour film. It wasn't great, but it was acceptible. Though i do think they could have picked a better Edward, even Stephenie Meyer agreed (read it in newspaper.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the movie came out two days before my best friend's birthday, so there were 4 of us plus her parents and little sister. After the movie, we watched the credits (dont ask) and one of my friends had to...ahem...go to the bathroom. If you watch the movie, you'll understand why that's funny. Anyway, the fact that she told me her bladder was full was a big mistake. I have a talent of making your bladder feel like its going to explode. I do it to lighten the mood, and because i think its funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, she couldnt take it so we had to leave. I had to go as well and in my stall there was SO MUCH GRAFFITI!! Right where i could see it, someone wrote 'Rob Zombie is fucking great!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree 100%, but i dont want to think about that while im in the bathroom. Also, to my right, someone SCRATCHED a heart and in the heart was Kate &amp;amp; Ross. I know a Kate and i know a Ross, but i dont know if they went out or now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and one of my friends has a crush on me. But i have DONE with dating for a while. Luke was an ass to me, and i'd rather not get my heart broken twice in the same year. I will atleast wait until 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL!!!!! *gobble gobble gobble* :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-3577988265748786668?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/3577988265748786668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=3577988265748786668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/3577988265748786668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/3577988265748786668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight-movie.html' title='Twilight Movie'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-1536633276229584914</id><published>2008-11-01T06:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T06:51:24.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worse Halloween Ever</title><content type='html'>I had a plan....&lt;br /&gt;A plan to spend my favorite holiday with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;My best friends.&lt;br /&gt;But that plan never happened when i told my mom,&lt;br /&gt;"Your going with your sister, Tuna (my sisters boyfriend), Joey and his little brother,&lt;br /&gt;because i am not trusting enough to let you go on your own around the neighborhood with your cell phone and two friends who also have cell phones. You might destroy the town." she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sort of cool with that....until i realized we weren't even going in the neghborhood and that we had to walk all around the town with me in the most painful shoes my sister could offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Halloween;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REJECTED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-1536633276229584914?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/1536633276229584914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=1536633276229584914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/1536633276229584914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/1536633276229584914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/11/worse-halloween-ever.html' title='Worse Halloween Ever'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-6365962720457224417</id><published>2008-10-20T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T12:26:07.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Entry #&lt;</title><content type='html'>Okay, I went out with Luke, but he was a major jerk. I don't even think he even liked me at all. When i told him we should just be friends, he was all, "Okay, whatever." I mean, i don't like him anymore, but he could have at least paused or sighed or something. Anyway, it doesn't matter. I like someone else (though i am not ready to date for a little longer^^) the only problem with this kid is that i'm known for hating him.....and i have no idea how to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend (i know, weird, isn't it?) said that in Algebra i sould just walk up to him and say "You are my new best friend" for the next week and a half, then start talking to him about my problems. I don't really know him, so being friends with him would make me a little better. I don't remember why i hated him, but i guess he's alright. So tomorrow i'm gonna be all "YO MY NEW BEST FRIEND, BITCH!" and call it a day. I'm known to be pretty silly in Algebra anyway, so this won't be anything new to any of the classmates.....except maybe the kid i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a hobby....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-6365962720457224417?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/6365962720457224417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=6365962720457224417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/6365962720457224417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/6365962720457224417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-entry_20.html' title='Blog Entry #&lt;'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-6324856286294857188</id><published>2008-10-09T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:39:28.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Entry # &amp;</title><content type='html'>I've been feeling really weird lately.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, I've been hearing voices (they actually talk to me), I've been feeling really depressed, and I seem to be doing better in school (my mom still thinks i could do better.) I haven't been crying as much, but I just don't seem to care anymore. I am actually reading a new book called Lord Loss by Darren Shan and I'm still bored. Nothing is entertaining me and i just feel....empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what it's like to be in a relationship? I like him and i don't feel this empty around him, but when we're separated i just feel so bored with nothing to do. I don't LOVE him at all, but i guess i just need the company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it is that time of month....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-6324856286294857188?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/6324856286294857188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=6324856286294857188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/6324856286294857188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/6324856286294857188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-entry_09.html' title='Blog Entry # &amp;'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-2183452757036933352</id><published>2008-10-03T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T18:06:52.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Entry # l (cont. 2)</title><content type='html'>okay, i sounded a little too overwhelmed...sorry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day? it was great. I went to school, had a good time, went home and i am now babysitting three small boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i have a headache? HELL YEAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as long as i get paid. I have to pay for my own Halloween costume. Imma be a vampire (surprise surprise!) I already found the dress at K-Mart. it is only $25 and i cant wait to get paid. My face is already pale most of the time, so i dont need to use any fake crap. I still need to get fangs and i'm borrowing my sisters fishnets from when she was a vampire a few years ago. and he shoes. I need about $30 to get the whole costume and after today, i'll have ... 32, and if my mom goes to to the bank and give me the $20 she owes me, then i wont have to use my sisters shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait 'till ~~HALLOWEEN~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-2183452757036933352?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/2183452757036933352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=2183452757036933352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/2183452757036933352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/2183452757036933352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-entry-l-cont-2.html' title='Blog Entry # l (cont. 2)'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-2620591181731696898</id><published>2008-10-03T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:57:02.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Entry # l (cont.)</title><content type='html'>OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-2620591181731696898?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/2620591181731696898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=2620591181731696898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/2620591181731696898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/2620591181731696898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-entry-l-cont.html' title='Blog Entry # l (cont.)'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-2177838878672984987</id><published>2008-10-03T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:42:42.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Entry # l</title><content type='html'>I told him that i liked him.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am blushing RED!!!! i am talking to him on myspace right now......g2g, he responded&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-2177838878672984987?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/2177838878672984987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=2177838878672984987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/2177838878672984987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/2177838878672984987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-entry-l.html' title='Blog Entry # l'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-750735306644206095</id><published>2008-10-01T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T14:57:35.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Entry # *</title><content type='html'>Okay, i have finally come to my senses about the guy who liked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now theres another....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think of me to be someone who just drops one person and goes to another, because i'm not like that. The senior is...well....older then me and it would never work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new crush is a freshman, but he stayed back a year. He is so cool. He's a bit....((how do i put this delicately)) i dont know how to explain it, but i do like him and he gives the best hugs ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* but he thinks hes ugly, im talking to him right now saying that he is very good-looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a lot in common because i think i'm fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend thinks we make a cute couple because he was hugging me in Robitics Club today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i'm in Robitics Club by the way. My crush is in it and he was sharing a seat with me and all and *dreamy sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if he likes me though. I think he flirts with me and i flirt back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GOD HE IS CUTE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-750735306644206095?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/750735306644206095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=750735306644206095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/750735306644206095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/750735306644206095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-entry.html' title='Blog Entry # *'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-2267109848258536063</id><published>2008-09-21T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T09:31:21.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Entry # #</title><content type='html'>Okay....what haven't i said in the past few posts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a movie yesterday and saw Ghost Town. I thought it would be a scary movie, but it was rather hilarious. It was about this guy who HATED people, i am serious, he just completely wanted all people dead. Well, you should see the movie because it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else happened....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this book called Silver Kiss. The author is the one who also wrote Blood &amp;amp; Cholcolate, but i forgot her name. Anyway, the book was amazing, but it was sad too. I loved it so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention at all that i finally got ahold of a book i've been trying to get ahold of? Well, i did, it was The Chronicals of Vladimir Tod by Heather Brewer. I havent read the second one yet, but i'm waiting for it at the library. That series is great, no joke. (yes, its vampire)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, theres this guy who likes me and i like him back, only problem is that i'm a freshman and he's a senior.....Help me!&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-2267109848258536063?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/2267109848258536063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=2267109848258536063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/2267109848258536063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/2267109848258536063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-entry_21.html' title='Blog Entry # #'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-4414780435310319275</id><published>2008-09-13T13:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T13:24:36.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Entry # %</title><content type='html'>Sorry about that last post, i was pretty upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm reading this book called Silver Kisses and so far its so cool. My brother recommended it to me and told me it was a good book, so yeah. It's a vampire book, of course, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of vampires, my library is having a little vampire party where we can all dress like vampires and such. I cant wait!! its next month so i have plenty of time to buy my costume. uI already have like blood and stuff, but you know ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my band uniform for school and it is FUNNEH LOOKEN!! No joke! Acutally, the uniform is a joke, but thats not really the point. At our first game yesterday i wore my favorite striped socks under the pants, but then my teacher told us all to where black socks next time. He got a real kick outta my socks when i showed him. But we didnt get to play our halftime show because of the rain. I dont know if our team even won the game. Probably not, my team kind of sucks and we havent beaten this team in 20 years. But we scored first touchdown so at least we fought it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-4414780435310319275?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/4414780435310319275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=4414780435310319275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/4414780435310319275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/4414780435310319275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-entry_13.html' title='Blog Entry # %'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-8456898354010845543</id><published>2008-09-10T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T18:26:09.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Entry # @</title><content type='html'>I dont know what to do, there was so much going on today, i actually cried. (i'm not trying to be tough, but i barely ever cry.) Most of it is confidentional, but some i might be able to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i went out with my sister her boyfriend and some other friends. We were just out doing errands for my mother, and then my bro starts talking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry, i cant say this. I'll keep something interesting later. Sorry for the sudden stop-ness. I'm too upset now to finish anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-8456898354010845543?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/8456898354010845543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=8456898354010845543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/8456898354010845543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/8456898354010845543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-entry_10.html' title='Blog Entry # @'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-2471006489857666111</id><published>2008-09-08T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:35:33.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Entry # ?</title><content type='html'>I finally have my own digital camera. It was my sisters old one so its not all 'Hey, yeah, I'm new and better then you,' in fact, it sucks. But it's mine and its all i have at the moment. It'll do for now anyway. The camera took the new picture of me near my About Me section....i told you it was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro told me that a boy that sits with us in the morning likes me and he will not tell me who!!! I am so frustrated at him!!! He did tell me one kid, who just likes me but apparently doesn't date...i dont talk to him at all even though we are in the same homeroom, but whatever, I just really want to know who the other kid is!! He said that my sister and my mother know him and that i talk to him all the time. But the only boy i talk to his Chris and he's gay! He said he will shake hands with him to let me know, but he'll probably do it when i'm not paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go eat dinner now, more soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-2471006489857666111?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/2471006489857666111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=2471006489857666111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/2471006489857666111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/2471006489857666111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-entry.html' title='Blog Entry # ?'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-3255189357188429742</id><published>2008-08-31T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T06:35:56.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day That is Today...</title><content type='html'>I have no title. i'm probably going to just call them Blog Entry # from now on or something, i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is early, i know, but i just wanted to share with EVERYONE!!! I got a new pet. He is a Beta Fish. He is red. I named him Crimson. My mother got him at the wedding she went to. Fish was the center piece for the tables at the reception. Yes, this is short but i dont give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started reading this book, its called Night Road by A.M. Jenkins. I've never heard of him before, nor have i ever read his books, but this is a book that is kind of like vampires, but they use the word Hemovores, which is some other spieces that have the same symptoms of a vampire. It okay, i'm only on chapter 4 so nothing has really happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-3255189357188429742?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/3255189357188429742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=3255189357188429742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/3255189357188429742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/3255189357188429742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-that-is-today.html' title='A Day That is Today...'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-6551699822216898137</id><published>2008-08-30T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T12:35:00.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Almost Forgot...</title><content type='html'>I'm getting a part-time job so that i can pay for those cool Chuck Taylors i mentioned before...i need a job because my mother refuses to buy me anymore sneakers, so now i must fend for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i just want to die for a day and come back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-6551699822216898137?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/6551699822216898137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=6551699822216898137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/6551699822216898137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/6551699822216898137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-almost-forgot.html' title='I Almost Forgot...'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-2777257723856931068</id><published>2008-08-30T09:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T10:00:48.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>Okay, i have no idea the time was when i last posted......and i'm lazy to check.....but i just started school on Aug. 26. it wasn't bad at all. I have most of my classes with my friends and the school is great. I already have my little gang of Emo kids who are much older then me.....actually i just hang out with them in the mornings in the cafiteria....i dont really know any of them yet. But they are cool and they love me and all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day i met up with them (second day of school) this kid who was probably a Jr. or Sr. was looking at me. not in a 'your in my way' kind of way, more of a 'i dont know what to make of you' kind of way. It wasn't rude, i mean, here i was, a freshman, hanging out with kids who are much olde then me. Another thing was that he didn't talk to any of his friends really. He just sat there in his seat listening to his iPod. I wanted to tell him me name and i wanted him to know mine, just to make a friend. But i have no idea how to do things like that without there being awkwardness. And i hate being awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF ANYONE READS THIS BLOG, YOU MUST CHECK OUT THE AWESOME RANDOMNESS OF ERIN! her blog URL is &lt;a href="http://lifethroughanartistseyes.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://lifethroughanartistseyes.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; it is long, but that is totally cool. She is interesting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see Disaster Movie yesterday and it was FUNNY!!! i've never actually seen a spoof moive (i have no life) but i really liked this. It was stupid and dumb in a way that could only make me laugh. I went with my sister, her boyfriend, and my friend, Joe (i think of Joe as my older brother....then again, my sister did adopt him as a younger brother...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea if i mentioned this in previous posts, but i broke my iPod and had to get a new one, well, i did and it was FREE, even though i do not have the warentee (however the hell you spell that) I replaced all 370 songs in 10 minutes and i'm listening to Gone With the Sun by H.I.M. You should check that band out.....IT ROX!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is going to some wedding and thank god i do not have to go, i'll just hang out and do things....i dont know what they are yet though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on converse.com and made my own pair of chuck taylors. They are Black and Purple and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap, my mother just broke a pair of her favorirte shoes....guess who is getting blamed. Your truly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-2777257723856931068?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/2777257723856931068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=2777257723856931068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/2777257723856931068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/2777257723856931068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/08/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-4705732675319951954</id><published>2008-08-23T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T08:05:33.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new hair</title><content type='html'>Okay, you know in my default picture i have a little red in my hair? You know...it's all...red n such.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i washed it all out (it was from last year anyway) and now i'm back to my original hair color...sort of, my natural hair is almost black and the hair i have now is a little lighter. Anyway...just thought you ought to know because i like it this way and when school starts in two days everyone will be all OMG!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe even WTF? but i dont care, their hair sux anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-4705732675319951954?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/4705732675319951954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=4705732675319951954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/4705732675319951954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/4705732675319951954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-new-hair.html' title='My new hair'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-5613842911051041723</id><published>2008-08-21T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T17:06:35.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is cool</title><content type='html'>I just got my contacts today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God!! I took forever to actually get them in my eyes^^! My mother makes it look so easy. But i eventually got it and now i'm a pro! I just took them out now because i have to wear them for about 4 hours on the first day then add an hour each day until i get to 8 hours, then i can wear them all day. I didn't get purple ones, but these are fine....to be honest, i might forget how to put them in tomorrow morning for Band Camp (WHICH IS WORSE THEN DRUMLINE!!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-5613842911051041723?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/5613842911051041723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=5613842911051041723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/5613842911051041723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/5613842911051041723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-cool.html' title='This is cool'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-1586498642704283473</id><published>2008-08-20T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T17:23:13.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Day</title><content type='html'>Yeah, title says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, i went to the eyestore to get a perscription for contacts. I went in and the guy put them in (incorrectly, of course) and told me to go to Contact Classes tomorrow at 2:15 P.M. Contact Class is just a session teaching you how to put in your contacts correctly so that you dont hurt yourself. I cant wait. The only bad news was that i wont be able to get purple ones. The reason why is a little too complicated for me to understand, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if i mentioned this (i probably did though) but my iPod pretty much exploded on the inside, so i had to go to the Apple Store to get it fixed. Well, guess where i went today: The Apple Store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was awesome, you could acutally play on the Mac computers and listen to the iPhone and iPod touch and everything. And the costumer serves was excellant. I walked in with my father and three workers asked us if we were all set. It was annoying, yes, but still, not many stores do that. To make everything better, i get a FREE iPod to replace my broken one, and i didn't even have the right warentee. We just waited...then again, some asshole cut in front of us right when the worker was looking at my iPod, but hey, if i get a free iPod out of waiting in the Apple store with a bunch of active Mac labtops, i'm not complaining at all. The only bad news in this is that the worker had to order a new one and will call my father when it comes in in about 3 to 4 days, so i'll have it by the weekend, probably so i'll already be with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there is my great day. I hope you have one as well ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-1586498642704283473?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/1586498642704283473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=1586498642704283473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/1586498642704283473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/1586498642704283473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/08/great-day.html' title='A Great Day'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-673776192603240361</id><published>2008-08-15T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T14:47:11.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yep...</title><content type='html'>I have a lot to do this week, so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm going to my friends beach house somewhere. I know i'm going to have a lot of fun, i always have fun with her. Plus i've never been to a beach house. But before i go there i have to help my Aunt out a little with a yard sale. My Great Aunt died last year and we finally sold her house, all we need to do is sell her stuff now, i guess. I've never really hosted a yard sale, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday i'm going to go see HellboyII: The Golden Army with my friend, Joey, my sister, and her boyfriend. I've been trying to make plans with them and i finally have anough money for a ticket. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday is orientaion and i'm a little nervous. I haven't seen my classmates in forever and i got alot of new clothes that might not be my school style. Whatever, if they give me lip i'll ignore them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wenesday...CONTACTS APPOINTMENT!!!! i might be able to get purple ones, depending on the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go back to school on the tuesday after orientation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-673776192603240361?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/673776192603240361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=673776192603240361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/673776192603240361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/673776192603240361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/08/yep.html' title='Yep...'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-1858011529752174653</id><published>2008-08-13T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T12:20:10.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!!!!</title><content type='html'>School starts in two weeks....high school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i'm ready!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Crap!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-1858011529752174653?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/1858011529752174653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=1858011529752174653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/1858011529752174653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/1858011529752174653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/08/omg.html' title='OMG!!!!'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-2344026361128690421</id><published>2008-08-12T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T12:31:19.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>My internet is down so i'm typing all this from the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...wow, nothing seems to have happened in the past few days....except that i've been reading books, mostly. Call me bookworm and call me a nerd, but i love to read. The characters in my books understand me and i understand them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever read Boys that Bite? or Stake That! or Girls the Growl??? no? well...i've been reading those along with Breaking Dawn, Vampire Kisses, and something else probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start freshman year in high school in two weeks...TWO FREAKING WEEKS!!!!!! All well, i hope i meet some hot emo boys ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-2344026361128690421?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/2344026361128690421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=2344026361128690421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/2344026361128690421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/2344026361128690421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello.html' title='HELLO!!!!!!'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-4443958544000430094</id><published>2008-08-07T18:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T18:43:52.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~W00T!~</title><content type='html'>I FINISHED BREAKING DAWN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, 'bout that, just wanted to SHOUT TO THE WORLD!!!!!!!!! Ahem...gotta stop that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have had my nose buried in the pages of Stephanie Meyer's last book in the Twilight Saga, Breaking Dawn, and let me tell you, what a story!!! I'm not going to say anything about it in case you are someone who hasn't finished reading it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, i went to some beach in some place with my grandparents, two aunts, my sister and her boyfriend. The beach was crazy; on low tide, it took you 20 minutes to walk to the water and get wet and another 20 to come back. But when tide was high, it took less then a second, depending on where you are set up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the beach, we went to eat ice cream. I had frozen yogurt because of my diet, but it was homemade like the rest of the ice cream. After the ice cream we went to a tower, and here comes the wierd part, i dreamt of the tower!! I had never been there before, but in a dream. I looked up at it, completely in surprise. I thought it was weird. I recognized almost every detail of the tower without looking at it, even the writing on it. It was wierd. Theres a word for what happened, but i forgot it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-4443958544000430094?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/4443958544000430094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=4443958544000430094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/4443958544000430094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/4443958544000430094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/08/w00t.html' title='~W00T!~'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-392982017927735409</id><published>2008-08-03T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T12:30:09.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Family Reunion to Remember</title><content type='html'>I just got back from a Family Reunion and let me tell you Whoa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, everyone was a little intimidate, then everyone started to get social. The reunion was at my Auntie Phelma's house and she lives near a pond and she had a bunch of tubes and boats and stuff. At first, i was a little shy to get into my bathing suit, but nobody looked at me like a cow. I have been skipping two meals, trying to get a better body for high school. My friends say I'm not fat, but i dont believe them. If this doesn't work, I'm probably going to just puke the fat out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my sister went out on the paddle boat, not knowing that the plug was missing and the thing was filling with water. She was freaking out because she is such a spaz. The whole pond wasn't at all deep, only about 10 to 15 feet. Where we were was shallower; only up to our chests. Anyway, here we are in the middle of a pond trying to get the water out. The thing was sinking fast and we only had one life jacket. I told her to take it because she was freaking out so much, but she threw it back at me. In the end she took it and we both jumped off. Our kind and helpful family decided to come at the last minute to help my sister and i. Once back, everyone was saying how funny it was, but i told them off. I said to them, "I don't think it was very funny, being in a situation like that." I wasn't too scared, it was my sister i was sticking up for. She was crying in a bigger, sturdier boat. "Why don't you go out there in the middle of the pond while a boat is sinking and all your family just sitting safely on the dock, laughing and I'll ask you if your angry." That is a direct quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone apologized and we left. We had to pry my sister off the big boat, but she's fine now. She apologized for freaking out on me, but i told her not to worry about it, she was scared and i had to take some kind of control over the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Phelma has a good heart; she was concerned and i bet she told my stepfather, her husband, and some other relative to go get us. She has a good heart and i love her for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another downside; I didn't have the chance to go tubing T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-392982017927735409?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/392982017927735409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=392982017927735409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/392982017927735409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/392982017927735409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-reunion-to-remember.html' title='A Family Reunion to Remember'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-6062375015069054587</id><published>2008-08-02T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T12:27:19.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap! (part 2)</title><content type='html'>Sorry about that, i was using the computer at my friends house and he wanted to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, turned out i did end us sleeping, with the help of some Tylenol PM. My mother suggested it when i told her i had a headache. She probably thought i was going to sneak out or something. The pill had no side effect...other then drowsiness, it didn't kick in for a half hour after i took it and i couldn't get comfortable, but when i tried to get up, i was so dizzy so i stayed put. Granted i slept well, but i don't want to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something weird seems to be happening to me; there was a storm last week and it was thundering and lightening and everything. I wasn't afraid (quite the opposite) i was laughing. Uncontrollably. I couldn't stop laughing until i almost chocked myself in my pillow. I don't know what made me do it, but i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to start keeping a real diary once i go back to school. I'll try and keep this up, i kinda like it, dispite the fact that nobody really reads it, probably. I already have the book, but with every great diary, you need a great pen, so once school shopping starts, i'll get some really good pens, ones that work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe red or purple or just plain black ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-6062375015069054587?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/6062375015069054587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=6062375015069054587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/6062375015069054587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/6062375015069054587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/08/crap-part-2.html' title='Crap! (part 2)'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-5268077271194441746</id><published>2008-08-01T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T15:44:25.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap!</title><content type='html'>The reason why i haven't been posting is because i've been grounded. Apparently, my mother thought i yelled at her on the phone when i really didn't, so she thought that was worth 14 days of my free time. Also, we got into a huge fight a few days ago and she slapped me hard, I can't even remember why we were fighting; it was early in the morning and i had my period. Anyway, now i can't go to the Breaking Dawn party that was supposed to be an all-nighter thing. It's tonight and i'm kinda pissed at the moment. But at least i can actually get the book, which is good because i've been only waiting my whole life for it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading a new series that i found somewhere, its called Vampire Diaries and its awesome. I just got them yesterday and i'm already on the last book, Dark Reunion.  It's cool for books that were written in 1991. Once I'm done with them then i'm going to read Breaking Dawn which i'm going to get probably tomorrow afternoon. there is no way i'm going to sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-5268077271194441746?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/5268077271194441746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=5268077271194441746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/5268077271194441746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/5268077271194441746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/08/crap.html' title='Crap!'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-5680717347326538169</id><published>2008-07-20T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T12:24:27.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet</title><content type='html'>i slept over my friends house the other day. Her name is Emma and she managed to get on my mothers good side somehow, but in reality, she's eviler then i am! and i'm one hell of a villain, let me tell you. Anyway, we watched a few episodes of Invader Zim (ZIM EATS WAFFLES W00T!!). Emma is an awesome friend. She's letting me borrow her Full-Metal Alchemist Manga. I'm only on volume 3 but that's only because i just started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my father's house today. I go there every weekend. I like my room there better because i have MY OWN!...and the bed is bigger. I also had softball practise. We're in the championships so we need to PRACTISE! good thing i actually went to this one because we practised plays and such and had these weird code names for the plays like 'Soccer 1' 'Soccer 2' and 'Soccer 3' Why they used Soccer? I have no clue, i play outfield so i don't need to worry about crap like that, plus i'm quiting after this season, so .... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally know the tattoo i'm going to get; a bar code. I even know what numbers i'm using, but i'm not saying anything yet because i feel that i should wait. Emma really supports my decision, and she helped me decide some of the numbers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-5680717347326538169?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/5680717347326538169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=5680717347326538169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/5680717347326538169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/5680717347326538169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/07/sweet.html' title='Sweet'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-118232409259558611</id><published>2008-07-15T13:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T13:59:49.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled...</title><content type='html'>Yeah....i didn't have a title...big whoop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in my last post, I told you about the camps and such and I already forgot....but I do remember mentioning James, that kid who thought there was something wrong with me, well i think he might have read this or something because he told me that i looked pretty depressed that whole week and he wanted to make sure everything was fine or something like that....I have short term, anyway, he's not a bad kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i do not have a crush on him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-118232409259558611?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/118232409259558611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=118232409259558611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/118232409259558611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/118232409259558611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/07/untitled.html' title='Untitled...'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-1828079742195679774</id><published>2008-07-10T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T06:09:32.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow....</title><content type='html'>Well, the camp i actually wanted to join has finally come. It's band camp and i am not afraid to admit that i play the saxaphone. I like to play it and it makes me feel wanted. Some of my old friends from last year still go, but not all of them...which is kind of sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends, James, is making me a little depressed. He plays Saxaphone too and he's better then i am. I'm not going to say that i'm depressed because he's better then me, but he's just making me depressed. We just got these really hard pieces of music and he already knows it by heart on the third day! Plus, he always asks me, 'Are you okay?' everytime i don't get a part down. I mean, SERIOUSLY!! Shut the hell up James, I'm fine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i can't tell him that. I know he means well, but i just wish he meant better.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news:&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to convince my mother to let me have contacts. I wear glasses and, frankly, i look &lt;em&gt;really!!!&lt;/em&gt; geeky in them. I'm also trying my luck into letting her get me a guitar and lessons. Like i said, trying!!! I don't even know how the contact thing is going to work. She told me to be good this summer and i can have them for high school in september, but i think she's already mad at me for giving her a hard time at softball camp, and making a wallet out of tape. She already said that she would give me five dollars and a new wallet if i get rid of the one made. But i made that wallet...and i love it. Acutally, if i ever get a boyfriend that i love, i am going to give it to him, then i'll go in with a deal. but for now, it's mine and i turned down $5 and the most expensive wallet i could see for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-1828079742195679774?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/1828079742195679774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=1828079742195679774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/1828079742195679774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/1828079742195679774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow.html' title='Wow....'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-70275028600965564</id><published>2008-06-23T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:38:31.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another reason why I'm not Goth...</title><content type='html'>I went to a Red Sox game last night. They're my team! It was fun and I had a good time. I also went to a Patriots game in December. I also had a good time, though I'm a little disappointed that they lost the Super Bowl. It was pretty stupid of them and they made a lot of mistakes. The Super Bowl was on my birthday so now I feel cursed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-70275028600965564?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/70275028600965564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=70275028600965564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/70275028600965564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/70275028600965564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-reason-why-im-not-goth.html' title='Another reason why I&apos;m not Goth...'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-5439249511135103555</id><published>2008-06-21T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T07:05:25.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!</title><content type='html'>My mother is going on a cruise for 10 days starting sunday (tomorrow.) i can't wait. It'll just be me and my sister, whose totally cool. Seriously. she may not be a metal-head like me, but she understands me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i woke up with bug bites. No big deal, i was playing outside yesterday so of course i would get eaten alive, but these bug bites were on my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;neck. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yeah...weird. Anyway, they're really itchy...i wonder if this is what a vampire bite feels like...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-5439249511135103555?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/5439249511135103555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=5439249511135103555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/5439249511135103555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/5439249511135103555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/06/finally.html' title='Finally!!'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5895243784537827520.post-69742076953802884</id><published>2008-06-19T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T12:21:49.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it the clothing i wear?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This blog will probably be very confusing for those who are stereotypical....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay, I like to wear black clothing, but I am not goth. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sure I like to read vampire books and I really wish I was a vampire and I hate everything about really preppy people, but that doesn't mean anything, only that I'm DIFFERENT! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For you numb-skulls who don't know what a metal-head is, its someone who is seriously into rock/alternative/metal music and other such genre's. My iPod has a lot of it and i love it!! I don't even listen to the lyrics, really.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My username for this site is merely a trademark. I use it so that i dont get any confusing questions. You may think it's stupid, but I don't think so and this isn't your blog anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5895243784537827520-69742076953802884?l=vampireornot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/feeds/69742076953802884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5895243784537827520&amp;postID=69742076953802884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/69742076953802884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5895243784537827520/posts/default/69742076953802884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampireornot.blogspot.com/2008/06/is-it-clothing-i-wear.html' title='Is it the clothing i wear?'/><author><name>RSoxy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
