<?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-1484353279041634514</id><updated>2011-07-07T13:27:44.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause</title><subtitle type='html'>my momma taught me better than that.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-2057696716631293389</id><published>2009-08-25T00:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:18:18.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED.</title><content type='html'>come find me (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-2057696716631293389?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/2057696716631293389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=2057696716631293389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/2057696716631293389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/2057696716631293389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/08/moved.html' title='MOVED.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-7327174201058558445</id><published>2009-08-10T19:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:57:06.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Home from a weekend with DWHL, God, &amp;amp; Melissa Reyes (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-7327174201058558445?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/7327174201058558445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=7327174201058558445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/7327174201058558445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/7327174201058558445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/08/god-is-good.html' title='God is good.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-4385431847707045418</id><published>2009-08-04T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:38:50.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hola!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dominican Republic was alriiiight. It was so so so hot though! And I have about 20 mosquito bites. Pictures later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, tomorrow is our 4 months. He says he has a master plan up his sleeve, ahah. Thursday is work &amp;amp; Friday-Sunday is DWHL. Aw, the retreat we met at. Too bad his punk ass would leave me for Rock the Bells on Saturday night. Haha, oh well, I can hang. Have fun, babycakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching re-runs of the men's gymnastics from the Bejing Olympics lol. K bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-4385431847707045418?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/4385431847707045418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=4385431847707045418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/4385431847707045418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/4385431847707045418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/08/hola.html' title='hola!'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-4071108465638393204</id><published>2009-07-21T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T13:06:24.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Things have been rough the past couple of weeks. Pretty much this whole month, really. Oh well, fuck the bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arizona was ... boring. Aha I guess it's just 'cause I'm not into that kinda shit. Dominican Republic here I come (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg &amp;amp; Kimmy's baby shower was fun! Fucking Justin's a little pussy bitch, can't hold his alcohol. He made me drive half the way home! Lord Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nothing worth blogging about. Adios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-4071108465638393204?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/4071108465638393204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=4071108465638393204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/4071108465638393204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/4071108465638393204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/07/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-6840542999859777926</id><published>2009-07-07T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:29:14.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck it,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you'll always be closed minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you, you're impossible. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And learn to spell correctly, it's really starting to fucking piss me off more than you already do by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-6840542999859777926?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/6840542999859777926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=6840542999859777926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/6840542999859777926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/6840542999859777926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/07/fuck-it.html' title='Fuck it,'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-485110891943304109</id><published>2009-07-04T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:42:21.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Compromise,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend's in Hawaii &amp;amp; I'm at home. I went to the AA sale today &amp;amp; it was well worth the 2 &amp;amp; 1/2 hour wait in line &amp;amp; the tan lines. Except I couldn't go to work 'cause I've been feeling.. let's say, not my best.  Ugh. But! I spent $106, and I ended up getting shiny leggings, a white terry cloth romper, a black tshirt dress, a magenta/black skirt, 3 le sac dress, 4 circle scarves, and 2 vnecks for babylove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm leaving for Arizona in a week. Keep me company 'til then since Justin won't come back 'til two days after I leave -_- Ayeee. Then I have around 5/6 days in Cali &amp;amp; hopefully I can spend that time with Justin 'cause I leave for the Dominican right after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, Momma bought me Hello Kitty socks, woo (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, and still hurting. I'm probably gonna go lay down afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleeping in the mint vneck I got babyboy 'cause I dgaf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-485110891943304109?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/485110891943304109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=485110891943304109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/485110891943304109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/485110891943304109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/07/compromise.html' title='Compromise,'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-8981256903464265565</id><published>2009-06-27T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T22:45:09.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You can't handle the heat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, stupid bitch, I have nothing to hide. If you're gonna talk shit, make sure you have enough balls to hang with what I'm gonna come at you with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get over it, you pathetic piece of shit. Keep up with us, dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Mine didn't either, but if you're gonna make me assume shit, I will. So fuck you pussy ass hater, you should do you. Oh, &amp;amp; by the way, I've got what it takes to back up my ego, ugly ho, how about you? At the end of the day, the guy you still love is with me. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-8981256903464265565?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/8981256903464265565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=8981256903464265565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8981256903464265565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8981256903464265565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/06/what.html' title='what?'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-385087460132486896</id><published>2009-06-25T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:48:51.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the audacity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ooh, can you believe? Thiiiis bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it do, you is how it don't&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' all this shit, but you know you really won't.&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' insecure when I come around the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't try me, bitch, I can get vicious. You little whiny, washed up bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-385087460132486896?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/385087460132486896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=385087460132486896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/385087460132486896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/385087460132486896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/06/audacity.html' title='the audacity.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-9152727700223333761</id><published>2009-06-22T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T23:31:31.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i won't lie..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;my boyfriend &amp;amp; I are really cute sometimes. He came to my house around 12 &amp;amp; held out some Black &amp;amp; White Arizona &amp;amp; is like "Sorry, I meant to buy this for you but I kinda got thirsty.." Ahahaha. After a whole day of errands, we finally got our turtle. We named her Princess Sophia. Ahahaha yeah, we know it's known as penis in How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days, but we dgaf! (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-9152727700223333761?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/9152727700223333761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=9152727700223333761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/9152727700223333761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/9152727700223333761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wont-lie.html' title='i won&apos;t lie..'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-8506466941792515055</id><published>2009-06-19T22:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:46:44.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fuck the pictures, ahaha. The past three days were my favorite. Aha, well this month at least. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wednesday: Woke up, went to Buffalo Exchange to sell some clothes, woo. Too bad they got only three things -_- thennn went the the bank to deposit my TWO HUNDRED dollar paycheck (; ahahah. It ain't much but more than usual. Went to Ralphs to buy Justin a lei &amp;amp; a grad bear, haha. Then went home &amp;amp; got readyyy. Got to his Tita Cecile's house and we all left for his graduation. Haha bonding time with Justin's aunts. We're best friends now! Ahhaha. Tita Cecile ended up buying the lei from me 'cause no one could get one, lol. We went to the graduation &amp;amp; tell  me why baby lost his tassle -_- he would. Ahh I'm so proud of him though! My baby's graduateddd! Then we met him &amp;amp; took pictures. Too bad my dad would take my memory card &amp;amp; use all my battery w/o telling me. So his sister Jhanelle gave me her camera to take pics of him with his friends while they went to get the reservations  I made. Baby &amp;amp; I stayed and then when he was semi-satisfied we lefttt.There was SO much traffic. We finally ended up at Bj's &amp;amp; we ate with everyyyone. I didn't know how good Bj's was until then! Aha, yumm. We headed back to Justin's and then his friends Greg and Kimmy came over &amp;amp; we watched Rollmodels. They left before the movie ended. Baby &amp;amp; I finished it and then just layed down on his bed for a litttle. Or more like a while. His mom had to come up and tell him to let me sleep, ahaha. Then I went to bed in his room &amp;amp; he slept on the couch, haha. Sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thursday: Baby came up to wake me up. We showered &amp;amp; got ready. We got all our stuff together &amp;amp; went on our way. We had Lollicup for breakfast, lol. We drove allll the way to Long Beach &amp;amp; checked into the hotel. Got situated and then went to the aquarium. I had so much fun, ahhaha. Wtf, I'm such a kid at these kinds of things. I even made him feed the lorikeets with me. They pretty much attacked us -_- After seeing everything we could, I bought us ice cream &amp;amp; decided we'd just go back to the hotel &amp;amp; rent movies &amp;amp; order room service. Too bad they didn't have the tvs where we could rent movies &amp;amp; they didn't have room service. But they had this service where we could order from restaurants for delivery. We just ordered from CPK and then baby went out to get some stuff. The food came &amp;amp; then he came back with drinks. We ate and lounged haha. Watched tv and just fell asleep. My stomach started hurting &amp;amp; his ankle started hurting too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today: We woke up &amp;amp; checked out &amp;amp; tried to go to King Taco but it was closed. Drove back and just had Baker's. Got to his house and slept until his momma came &amp;amp; we ate a little bit more. We all drove back to the valley &amp;amp; we dropped off his momma at his aunt's. When we got to my house we just hung out a little and then we headed to Los Toros. We ateee and now we're all drunk and full. Well the adults are drunk, at least. Baby just left a little while ago &amp;amp; I miss that bitch already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On a heavier note; don't you hate it when people can't let it go? Just move on. Your life isn't gonna wait for you to mope around and bitch. Get up off your feet and find something to do that'll benefit you. 'Cause we all know that wanting to go back in time to live in what used to be isn't gonna do shit for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes or no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-8506466941792515055?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/8506466941792515055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=8506466941792515055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8506466941792515055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8506466941792515055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/06/d.html' title=';D'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-5710454661959006811</id><published>2009-06-16T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:45:58.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moving forward.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;rd: so you have a job&lt;br /&gt;rd: you're legal.&lt;br /&gt;rd: you just graduated&lt;br /&gt;rd: you have a fucking lexus&lt;br /&gt;rd: and you have a good boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;lc: haha i know right?&lt;br /&gt;rd: shit, your life's sounding bomb as fuck right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;pics from graduation, grad dinner, birthday, birthday dinner, and birthday/grad party up soon! ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-5710454661959006811?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/5710454661959006811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=5710454661959006811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/5710454661959006811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/5710454661959006811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/06/moving-forward.html' title='moving forward.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-3829812374493389663</id><published>2009-06-11T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T10:43:04.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eighteen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what today brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-3829812374493389663?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/3829812374493389663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=3829812374493389663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/3829812374493389663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/3829812374493389663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/06/eighteen.html' title='eighteen.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-1497830969474470394</id><published>2009-06-10T21:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:25:58.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I will be disappointed. I already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-1497830969474470394?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/1497830969474470394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=1497830969474470394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/1497830969474470394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/1497830969474470394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/06/tomorrow.html' title='tomorrow'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-6113338866708324148</id><published>2009-06-03T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:17:59.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I graduate tomorrow. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "tell me why she's still in love with you."&lt;br /&gt;justin: "tell me why i'm yours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-6113338866708324148?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/6113338866708324148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=6113338866708324148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/6113338866708324148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/6113338866708324148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/06/really.html' title='really?'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-8154436610477512937</id><published>2009-05-29T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T20:28:59.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>game over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's over. I didn't really feel it until Smith gave us that speech after our final. Fuck. And I looked at Miguel. And then it hit me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hard&lt;/span&gt;. I'm never gonna have another class with him, no more notes to copy, no more working on our projects together. Fuck. And Jer would write the most sentimental shit, too. Ugh. Then York's class. Sean's like "Can we just stop the clock? I don't wanna leave this." 5 more minutes of my favorite class. That shit hit me hard too. Teo and I just looked at eachother for the longest time and then I heard that and I couldn't help it. And it's so much harder since we're in magnet. I've been going to school with the same people all four years. I mean, I got so sick of them. Ahaha. But now it's just like... I won't be seeing these people for how long. I took all that shit for granted. It's just like Jerwyn said "But seeing you at school everyday, knowing i get to see your face, it made me feel... safe. At home." FUCK. And dance. Today was the last time I'd ever spend official class time in that studio. I was one of the originals, the pioneers. We started that shit and it's all over. We're not a part of it anymore. No doubt I'ma be over there every chance I get, but I'm not a part of it and it's sad. FUUUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bittersweet, you're gonna be the death of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't want you, but I need you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you and hate you at the very same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the dance banquet. The last official thing I'm having with the team I helped start. God, this is really happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;God grant me the serenity&lt;br /&gt;To accept the things I cannot change,&lt;br /&gt;The courage to change the things i can,&lt;br /&gt;And the wisdom to know the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-8154436610477512937?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/8154436610477512937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=8154436610477512937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8154436610477512937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8154436610477512937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/05/game-over.html' title='game over'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-4458767135540009878</id><published>2009-05-27T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T17:42:24.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two days left.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I'm out! Thank gooooodnesss. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I'll be stressing about my stupid party though. Fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I learned this routine today (: PrettyGyrls are my idol!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i-vaIbUoi2Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i-vaIbUoi2Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-4458767135540009878?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/4458767135540009878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=4458767135540009878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/4458767135540009878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/4458767135540009878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-days-left.html' title='two days left.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-4505354008025469378</id><published>2009-05-20T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:36:53.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all these jokers,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;how I hate them. Sweet Charity is stuck in my headdd. I still wish we danced Hey Big Spender though. Oh well. The dance show's coming along! I'm just too tired for it. I've got this massive headache that hasn't gone away ;[ boo. I fucking miss my stupid boyfriend. Finals are next week and then what the hell, graduation rehearsals?! We got our yearbooks too. I'm in like 6 pages (; Too bad one picture if fucking disgusting. Ugh. But I'm almost done. 12 days ! I got this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-4505354008025469378?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/4505354008025469378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=4505354008025469378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/4505354008025469378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/4505354008025469378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-these-jokers.html' title='all these jokers,'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-8047288881887648690</id><published>2009-05-12T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:55:31.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUCCESS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Finalllllly! I'm finished with my stupid senior project! Now all we gotta do is present, haha. Let's do King Taco for celebration (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyy. Things have been going alright! I mean, school sucks, homework's a kill joy but what else is new? I hate Justin still (; I say that only 'cause he actually reads this shit. Ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, prom was fun! What's up acrobats and shit? Three stories, what? Free photobooths?! Buffet? Talk about overwhelming right? Too bad I lost some shit that night. Ahahahhaha. Not that bad, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin's prom was fun tooooo. His friends are funny. I love Dina, haha. My hair was a fail but my make up looked good! (: But tell me why we all had more fun in the parking lot than at the actual prom. Hahaha. Tell me why I lost more shit this night. Oh wow, lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get to see babylove for another 95 hours. Fuck you 80 miles! Hm, tuesday traditions would have pulled through if I didn't have so much damned homework. Gay! 'Cause I miss Curt. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, we're funny.&lt;br /&gt;Well, more like I'm funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;" id="441"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(215, 51, 6);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;lauren&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; what were you thinking about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;" id="444"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(15, 5, 149);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;justin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; You!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;" id="446"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(215, 51, 6);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;lauren&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; what about me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;" id="450"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(15, 5, 149);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;justin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; How did I pull you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;" id="453"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(215, 51, 6);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;lauren&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; with your stealthlike cat skills. i donno baby you're amazing if you hadn't noticed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;" id="455"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(15, 5, 149);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;justin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; I hadn't noticed...what makes me so amazing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;" id="460"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(215, 51, 6);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;lauren&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; your butt, duh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;" id="461"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(15, 5, 149);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;justin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; That's it?!?! My donk?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;" id="465"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(215, 51, 6);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;lauren\&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; duh. wtf. what else would it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;" id="472"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(15, 5, 149);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;justin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-8047288881887648690?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/8047288881887648690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=8047288881887648690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8047288881887648690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8047288881887648690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/05/success.html' title='SUCCESS!'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-8260348499881044322</id><published>2009-05-04T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:09:12.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not mad,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;just disappointed. so disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-8260348499881044322?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/8260348499881044322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=8260348499881044322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8260348499881044322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8260348499881044322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-mad.html' title='not mad,'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-940620409322648609</id><published>2009-04-27T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:04:42.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Prom. Haha, pretty epic weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-940620409322648609?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/940620409322648609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=940620409322648609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/940620409322648609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/940620409322648609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/04/hm.html' title='hm.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-3436148931431410560</id><published>2009-04-22T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:09:42.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>he's a balla.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/qL5u0Ax1Lz/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/qL5u0Ax1Lz/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=qL5u0Ax1Lz" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=qL5u0Ax1Lz" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=qL5u0Ax1Lz" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=qL5u0Ax1Lz" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/qL5u0Ax1Lz/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/the3xgp/music/1BkOxX8R/missy-elliott-best-best/"&gt;Best, Best - Missy Elliott&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He tight, my type, he give me what I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-3436148931431410560?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/3436148931431410560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=3436148931431410560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/3436148931431410560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/3436148931431410560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/04/hes-balla.html' title='he&apos;s a balla.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-4857319737511186429</id><published>2009-04-20T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T16:41:15.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aww shit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No pressure or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a noob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-4857319737511186429?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/4857319737511186429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=4857319737511186429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/4857319737511186429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/4857319737511186429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/04/aww-shit.html' title='aww shit.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-6647004575511179201</id><published>2009-04-12T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T14:35:46.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can you candle it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can handle it. Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Care for me, care for me, I know you care for me.&lt;br /&gt;There for me, there for me, said you'd be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-6647004575511179201?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/6647004575511179201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=6647004575511179201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/6647004575511179201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/6647004575511179201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/04/can-you-candle-it.html' title='can you candle it?'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-3042685639248890794</id><published>2009-04-11T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:53:07.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>springbreak09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So much has happened this break! From the very beginning it's been so fulfilling. Most enjoyable spring break so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;: Got out of schoool and walked towards where my mom said she was and HELLO. Yes, I got my new car. ADKJ;F. 2000 Lexus GS300. It's beautiful. Ahh, I love it. Justin said I sounded like I was crying but really, I was only hyperventilating. Ahahaha. Then Tiffany, Monique, Ileana, and her friend came over for movie night. Teri came too but before then. Haha, yeah that's about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;: After hula, I got home and my baby was in his car, in front of my house! (: Too bad I looked like shit. Cute. Anywayyy, I showered and got ready. Hmm, theeen we headed out to San Fernando for Melanie's debut dress fitting stufff. We never know what to do so afterwards we sat in my car FOREVER. We decided to go prom shopping for him &amp;amp; we FAIIILED. Hahaha, David's Bridal? Picked up my paycheck (; 114, woop! And then since we had nothing else to do, we just watched The Haunting in Conneticut. Not so fun. Haha and we triiied to have our first date kinda thing but dinner failed too. We ended up at Fuddruckers in Burbank, haha. But since I couldn't drive home alone, baby asked his momma if she could just pick him up at my houseee. We watched tv and stuff until she came. When she got there, it was like 1230am he said he needed to get something and he came back with a book. Hahaha, the one that Tiffany AND Melanie slipped about. But long story short, he's my boyfrieeeend, not my bitch, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;: Work and debut practice. I had to dance with a cup 'cause Alberto wasn't there. -_- Hooters for court bonding! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;: Had the whole house to myyyself. And the car! So I went to San Fernando again and gave the picture of my dress to the person making it. Then I went to a bunch of dollar stores and Target for streamers, paint, posterboard. All that good stuff. I mailed Dina the Build-A-Bear this day too. Then Melanie's Debut practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;: Beach! Waited a year for Ileana to shower, went to Tiffany's. Haha "Who's the guy in this picture?" "Oh, that's.. my boyfriend." "AWWWW" Ahahaha. Got Subway and then headed to Zuma with Teri, Roel, Patrick, Jerwyn, Joe &amp;amp; Alice. Monique &amp;amp; Martin came afterrr. We played with the football a little and then Justin came! Aw. The things he does for me. That's a good bitch. HAHAHA just kidding! Hm, attempted to carry him but failed and kneed him in the balls. HAHA. On our way home I fell asleeeep, kinda got lost on our way back to Tiffany's and then chilled there for a tiny bit. We headed back to my house and watched Anchorman. Hahahaha, my sweet chinchilla! LMAO. Then my wild love tigress had to go home. ROFL. Ahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;: Went "Camping" AHAHA. Went to Malibu with the family. Got home, did some homework. Then V.Ent practice. Chill day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;: Mission Impossible. Went to Rancho for a little, got balloons. Went to Bass Pro Shops for my dadddy. Ate at Buffalo Wild Wings and headed to set up at Justin's. Set up everything &amp;amp; waited a week for him to come home finally. Punk didn't even go to the duck pond. Haha but yeah, I stayed there for a while then got home around 11. Tiringgg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;: Hm went to work around 11:45, slow slow slow day! Whitney called to see if I could cover her until she got there &amp;amp; since Justin said he'd be a little late, I said okayy. While refilling some ice cream, I turned around and he was there! I felt bad 'cause I couldn't leave. Whitney ended up coming around 6:15. Seven hours, woop! Baby and I went to CPK &amp;amp; ateee. Then rented The Strangers and watched at home. Well half in my living room &amp;amp; then momma kicked us out so we watched the rest on my laptop in my room. Then he had to leave and I fell asleeep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Busy, busy, busy. Come visit me at work today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cold Stone, Northridge; 7-close. 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width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SdFY-XVVLNI/AAAAAAAAANg/DUXegA1OP6Y/s320/disneyland+40.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319130463339883730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SdFY94Blq3I/AAAAAAAAANY/J78970tKhi4/s1600-h/disneyland+41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SdFY94Blq3I/AAAAAAAAANY/J78970tKhi4/s320/disneyland+41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319130454935579506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SdFY9xoO_KI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S7Ni2-qVSPs/s1600-h/disneyland+47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SdFY9xoO_KI/AAAAAAAAANQ/S7Ni2-qVSPs/s320/disneyland+47.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319130453218622626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SdFY99QP5EI/AAAAAAAAANI/a95Y0df7yL4/s1600-h/disneyland+53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SdFY99QP5EI/AAAAAAAAANI/a95Y0df7yL4/s320/disneyland+53.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319130456339244098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SdFY9si6diI/AAAAAAAAANA/P87iByfYAJE/s1600-h/disneyland+49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SdFY9si6diI/AAAAAAAAANA/P87iByfYAJE/s320/disneyland+49.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319130451854128674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Aim to win, not to place."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures first. I'll add what the dirty details afterwards. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-2820376504390519380?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/2820376504390519380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=2820376504390519380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/2820376504390519380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/2820376504390519380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/03/nationals2009.html' title='nationals2009.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SdGvUGJHFuI/AAAAAAAAATw/pMBwCWjY6YI/s72-c/welcome+party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-6244253389704541506</id><published>2009-03-22T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:17:15.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/81/l_eff2ff2671774aa198c8fa226845086e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/81/l_eff2ff2671774aa198c8fa226845086e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/89/l_63ae41eed7b243bc99eb0bfb45094c0f.jpghttp://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/76/l_16b9fcac4dd8485b8be3e97ad83c0d81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 297px;" src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/89/l_63ae41eed7b243bc99eb0bfb45094c0f.jpghttp://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/76/l_16b9fcac4dd8485b8be3e97ad83c0d81.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;"my chiropractor prohibited me from driving there."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-6244253389704541506?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/6244253389704541506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=6244253389704541506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/6244253389704541506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/6244253389704541506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/03/hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-8994750673082957820</id><published>2009-03-20T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:42:44.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feelin' good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Welll, I've been the busiest person ever this week, oh my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Work from 10-2 then Melanie's debut practice from 3-6. I decided not to try out for V.Ent haha, and I went to dinner with Lindsay &amp;amp; the fam. Debut practice was intense for some reason, maybe 'cause I missed last week. But yeah it's all good 'cause Alberto &amp;amp; I got that shit on lock (;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: I don't know what happened. But I remember Melanie told me she made V.Ent &amp;amp; I really wanted to be on it with her and she told me there might be make-up auditions so I worked on thaaat.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: I went to lunch/dinner with Tiff, Monique, and Jeremy. Then I headed to work from 7-11. Closing's not fun.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: V.Ent make up auditions! I was so nervous! Haha, my hands were sweating just driving there, oh my. I followed Mel there 'cause the team had practice&amp;amp; we were like an hour early. Once we started stretching and all they said if we were auditioning that we could either try out with the piece that I'd already learned or the one that they were gonna teach. Everyone is super nice there! I guess they knew I was new and they kept helping me out to calm down and all. It was to "She Ain't Got No Money in the Bank" &amp;amp; it was faaaast. But I got it down, youuu already know (; Well kinda. The first part killed me everytime. And then all the auditioners were told to go to the other room for auditions. Ah, I started getting nervous again. I tried out FOUR times. Two of each piece. I had to free style each time -_- not the business. Haha, tell me why I was doing pirouettes and leg extensions, ahhaha. But yeah they said to check online the next morning to see if we made it or not. It was so late when I left! Like 11:35. Justin called me like 10 times, haha. I feel bad when he stays up for me.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Practice at Debbie Reynold's. I got there kinda late but supposedly the Beat Freaks were there. Or however you spell it 'cause I haven't seen ABDC since last year, ahah. But yeah practice was so intense! And then Dacia's crew practiced after us and we stayed to watch a little, they are fucking siiiick! Shit, I wish I was as half as good as them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VSTnLwhDGvg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VSTnLwhDGvg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right?! Then we were on our way out and for some reason we were like chillin' next to Kathryn's car forever haha, and Melanie hears this like beeping noise and she's like "It's like totally 7-11 right now" and I ignore her like I usually do (; and after a while I'm like "IT'S AN ICE CREAM TRUCK!" and they're all lookin' at me like "wtf Lauren" and so I run to look behind the bush and yes, in fact, it was an ice cream truck. We got some ice creamm. And it was the like soft serve ice cream, yum. Tell me why they had no water. -_- Then we got lost trying to go back to Northridge, haha. We eventually made our way back &amp;amp; Mel and I went to CSUN to drop off my library books. Her mom then invited me to dinner, haha. We went to Jairo's for a little to discuss some business then headed to the buffet. Funniest dinner of my life. "So... do you see like.. deer in your backyard? How's your bacon? I heard Canada's known for bacon" AHAHA. Then I went home. Fun, fun, fun. I found out I made V.Ent this day too. Sarah comes to me during fourth like "Hey, congrats!" I go "Wait! I made it?! No way! How do you know?!" Haha, woop I'm on the rosterrr. Check me out at World of Dance, April 4!&lt;br /&gt;Todayyy...is hella boring! Oh well, I have work tomorrow anyway. Ahh next weekend is Nationals! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k that's it, bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-8994750673082957820?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/8994750673082957820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=8994750673082957820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8994750673082957820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8994750673082957820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/03/feelin-good.html' title='feelin&apos; good.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-5598817250628936468</id><published>2009-03-16T17:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T17:31:57.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>knock 'em out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I done fucked up, ugh. Why why why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoulda, coulda, woulda. Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-5598817250628936468?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/5598817250628936468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=5598817250628936468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/5598817250628936468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/5598817250628936468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/03/knock-em-out.html' title='knock &apos;em out.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-3152703163082775678</id><published>2009-03-10T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:52:53.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mall to the ride.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, this last weekend was another success! For the most part, it was. Friiiday, we had practice with Dacia. We learned some more for Like A Boy &amp;amp; we worked on tricks/visuals. I hope it comes together! Shoot. Hm, afterwardsss, I met up with Tiffany &amp;amp; Monique at Red Devil's. Yummmmy! But I can't go there for a long while, boo hoo, fuck you prom! Then we picked up Ace &amp;amp; the mall &amp;amp; headed to Tiffany's pad. Then Stephanie texted me 'cause she needed a ride so I headed out to pick her up &amp;amp; I told Tiff &amp;amp; Monique that I'd just meet them at Mikey's. We got there &amp;amp; I stayed for like a minute &amp;amp; left -_- I wish I stayed though! Hm, I got home &amp;amp; then Justin was playing poker so he just woke me up when he got home, which happened to be like fiiiive in the mornin'. Saturdayyy. I woke up, called baby up, ate, then got ready to go to Ventura for baby Shane's birthday party. It was at this like moonbounce heaven, hahaha. But I couldn't play 'cause I was still sick =[ &amp;amp; then Tiff told me CSUN's library freaking closed at 5 &amp;amp; I swear I was gonna have a panic attack! So I begged to get dropped off early then picked up at 5 so I can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;attempt&lt;/span&gt; to finish my notecards. I got there around 2:30 &amp;amp; met up with Jeanette, Jessica, Teo, &amp;amp; them. I got like 5 biblio cards &amp;amp; 4 notecards done before it closed -_- I rode with Jeanette &amp;amp; Jessica &amp;amp; we ateee. Then they dropped me off &amp;amp; I worked on my notecards with Miguel. I actually finished! Thank the Lord. Then I got readyyy &amp;amp; waited  f o r e v e r  for Curt. He was coming from taking his mom out to Medieval Times. But he finally got here &amp;amp; we headed to Tiff's. Oh my, what a night! We got there around 11, and everyone was gone! We barely stepped inside &amp;amp; everyone pretty much attacked me! Hahaha I swear, all I heard was "Lauren! You're here! Omg, Lauren! Lauren!" Hahaha, and then Teri comes up to me "You need to catch up! I'm at like 9" Nahhh! I was siiick! But Curt and I took one of the UV. Curt had to wear my plaid ahaha. I don't know what we were doing but it was like 11:55 &amp;amp; so I called up Justin, poor baby. Haha home on his birthday but this phonecall probably made it theee best! Haha, I gave the phone to Tiff and she started singing, no yelllling happy birthday to him &amp;amp; then tell me why everyone joined in, hahaha their drunk asses. The rest of the night was just a bunch of fun, too much to blog about, I guess. Haha "Man, why can't guys ever keep their dicks in their mouths?!" HAHAHA. Hm, we all ended up sleeping around 5/6 -__- &amp;amp; we woke up at freaking 7 in the am thanks to Patrick &amp;amp; Roel. Hm we got the house ready &amp;amp; we picked up Tiff's momma from the airport then headed to Justino's! Haha we had the funnest rides there &amp;amp; back this day. Hm we got there &amp;amp; it was fun. I was forsure nervous to meet everyone, especially all at the same time, haha. Hello overwhelming, all his family &amp;amp; all his friends you might as well call family. But it's alright, just something I gotta work at, haha. His nephew is the most adorable thing! Ah, and so is his neice. Hm we went to the duck ponddd, Tiffany was in love with them, oh my. Hahaha. &amp;amp; then we had to go. Ride home was fuuun. Then baby called me before he went to bed &amp;amp; and we knocked out. Or at least I did, haha. Then monday, school -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SbdQiJojDtI/AAAAAAAAALQ/a8ipjgVt_co/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SbdQiJojDtI/AAAAAAAAALQ/a8ipjgVt_co/s320/046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311802833138552530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SbdQjMWz9BI/AAAAAAAAALo/aHkHgFCxmKw/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SbdQjMWz9BI/AAAAAAAAALo/aHkHgFCxmKw/s320/047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311802851049337874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SbdQilMB7uI/AAAAAAAAALY/LF7QlcSy8s8/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SbdQilMB7uI/AAAAAAAAALY/LF7QlcSy8s8/s320/048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311802840535133922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SbdQi7xzScI/AAAAAAAAALg/zQpfoPmTM-g/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SbdQi7xzScI/AAAAAAAAALg/zQpfoPmTM-g/s320/049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311802846599137730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Training tomorrow! Ahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-3152703163082775678?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/3152703163082775678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=3152703163082775678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/3152703163082775678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/3152703163082775678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/03/mall-to-ride.html' title='mall to the ride.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SbdQiJojDtI/AAAAAAAAALQ/a8ipjgVt_co/s72-c/046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-3369555984696518658</id><published>2009-03-07T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:36:46.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sitting, waiting, wishing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, I'm waiting for Curt to come pick me up so we can go to Tiffany's. Haha, I'm so exciiiited for this weekend! Too bad it's just starting now. Um I've decided to just have my dress made rather than buy one 'cause I'm so picky. In t-minus 2 hours it'll be my bitch's birthday, ahahaha. Or t-minus 1 hour. This daylight saving time thing is messing me up. I getr to see him tomorrrrow! (: This senior project has been stresssing me out! Ah, thank goodness I finished today. But 5 kisses per notecard? It's not like I didn't have incentive. Mm, what's up 20 notecards? Yeah. Ugh where is Currrrt? Oh well, it's a-okay. Party don't start without us anyway (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-3369555984696518658?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/3369555984696518658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=3369555984696518658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/3369555984696518658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/3369555984696518658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/03/sitting-waiting-wishing.html' title='sitting, waiting, wishing.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-6602225128966396983</id><published>2009-03-03T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T19:38:55.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cough, cough.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hate being sick. It is so not the business. Hm, what's happened recently. Melanie's debut practice was fuuun. 'Cept my partner wasn't there, boo. But it's okay, he'll pick up quickly. Umm, I got the job at Cold Stone! What's up, licensed &amp;amp; employed? (; And that's about it. I'm sick. Gross. Today was busy though. My mom and I got my passport picture taken &amp;amp; then we went to LA for my birth certificate or something. Talk about headache. Afterwards we went to go prom dress shopping. I found a couple. Eh, I donno. Like one of them is perfect! Well, almost. If it'd been a different color and less expensive. And then the pink one is like perrrfect on me, but it's not what I had in mind, I guess. Hopefully my yellow one comes in (:&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's ittt. 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Nothing too exciting. Oh! I had an interview, finallly, with the ColdStone manager &amp;amp; that went welll. Um it was Jeanette's 18th birthday on thursday. We had to dance at the articulation on wednesday &amp;amp; thursday. On thursday, it was not fun. We found out Joanne is strictly on bed rest because she was in an accident. And it wasn't just any tiny car accident. We were told she was waiting to get an MRI &amp;amp; in the lobby of her health clinic, a truck went flying through the window and pinned her against a wall. as;dja, Why why why! It's really sad when something like this happens to such a warm hearted person. In our prayers, always. Friday was the slowest day ever. Ew, everyone was in a pissy mood. Senior breakfast was not worth the $12. Thank goodness, I didn't pay full, ahah. We had practice after school and we came up with some cool tricks &amp;amp; visuals for the routine. When I got home my mom's friend was here to visit and she took us out to Cheesecake, yum. But oh my was I heated this night.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate when silly groupies wanna run they yap, word to God, hon, I don't get down like that.&lt;/span&gt; I'm not so classy when I get real pissed off, you should know. I come off as real forgiving, maybe even passive, but I know when my line's crossed &amp;amp; you can expect me to be hella vicious, it is not cute. Whatever, anyway. Last night Tiff &amp;amp; Jeanette came over &amp;amp; we went to Curt's friend's kickbackkk. That was funny. Hahaha:&lt;br /&gt;"Don't tell Justin! Don't tell Justin!" -T&lt;br /&gt;"Who's Justin?" - J&lt;br /&gt;"Um.. my bitch ahaha"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I thought Justin was like key word for Jesus or something." - J&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHAHAHA. Funniest thing of the night. Aside from Curt falling asleep three times in the middle of a text. But yeah, nothing tooooo exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm off to get ready for Melanie gay girl's debut practice. Bye, lurkers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-2211301055736943630?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/2211301055736943630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=2211301055736943630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/2211301055736943630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/2211301055736943630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/03/puh-lease.html' title='puh-lease.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-5145142573785490155</id><published>2009-02-28T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T16:27:36.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can you handle it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You just tryna find a brand new man who ain't always gotta sit down 'cause he can't stand you.&lt;br /&gt;*Barf-excuse me, I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wack&lt;/span&gt;tose intolerant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. I'm not saying I'm the best but til they find something better I am here, no fear, write me a letter. Til then I walk it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-5145142573785490155?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/5145142573785490155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=5145142573785490155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/5145142573785490155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/5145142573785490155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-you-handle-it.html' title='can you handle it.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-3439915944817583017</id><published>2009-02-18T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T20:16:36.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yadada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, I haven't really said much about the last week. But whatever this last weekend was most important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friiiday, hm. Well I know it rained, ugh. Anddd Alberto asked me to be his valentine while he ate the cupcake Melanie made for me -_- Haha, but hey! He turned out to be the best valentine, ever (; Sooo, afterschool, Ileana and I stayed in Rawley Hall to make Ian and Sean posters but mi mama called and wanted to hang out with us, hahaha. We got food and got back to RH, finished our posters &amp;amp; we had to start making it back to the gym to help out with that tailgate party/senior night thing. We just had to post the posters made for the seniors and ish. Afterwarrrds, we just chilled. I called the nigga Justin up, haha. I was really mean to him, I won't lie. But he liiikes it (; Um we performed, &amp;amp; I messed up -_- And tell me why it didn't hit me 'til afterwards that it was the last regular season basketball game that I'll ever be performing in. Aw, boo hoo. Oh well, life goes on, right? So afterwarrrds, we went to Tiffany's birthday dinner, part one. Haha I had a lot of fun! A lot. It was just a real good group of people. Even if Curt and Diego are really mean haha. But yeah, I definitely went home happy that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saturday. Valentine's dayy. I woke up &amp;amp; did nothing 'til like eleven to go to Melanie's. We baked so so so much. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;"What are you making?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Love.(;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love it. &amp;amp; I was really really upset about my bitch not being able to come up but it's okay, haha, I understand. Ew I was so gay this day, no joke, haha. Mushy gushy much? Anywayyy, we needed more mix so Melanie's momma let me drive to Vons in her new rental Benz! It was the most sexy thing ever. Oh my goodness. And it drives so well! Haha so yeah we just baked and baked &amp;amp; then I dropped the cupcakes I made for Alberto off at his house. And he comes out with a bouquet of flowers &amp;amp; a big pen that says " I LOVE YOU " &amp;amp; this heart shaped cheesecake. Tell me why my best friends are always the cutest. And thennn I went to dinner with the family &amp;amp; it was realll yummy, haha. Nothing else too exciting about the rest of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sunday, Sunday, Sunday! I woke up &amp;amp; I was just chilllin'. I called my beezy up as usual. And we're talking and then I can hear someone in the background. He's like "hold on, k?" And then he comes back and he's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"What are you doing?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tell me why I got excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Um, nothing.. why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"No, really, what are you doing?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"My brother has a game &amp;amp; then Tiff's surprise dinner thing. How excited should I be?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Like a 300"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha and so it turns out his mom wanted to go to the valley. (: And so after the gameee, we picked him up &amp;amp; we went to the mall. Haha our plans for distracting Tiffany failed. But it was alright. We ended up just going to her house &amp;amp; watching the allstar game. So finalllly after everyone got to the restaurant, we were like leaving and Tiff's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"So... where do you guys wanna go? I just don't wanna sit around at home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Um, I donno, baby did you need to meet them now?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Oh, where do you need to go?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"It's called Samsala restaurant?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Oh I know where that is, I'll take you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So we get there and we're like "Yeah just come inside real quick" &amp;amp; then surpriiiise. Haha, dinner was fun. We went to Joe's afterwardsss. But Ian, Kenny, and I had to leave kinda early. It was a loong long day though. I pretty much knocked out, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then Mondayyy. Ian comes over to "study" We failed. Epically. -_- We ended up eating the cheesecake that Alberto gave me &amp;amp; reading fmylife.com, hahaha. Then Ian wanted to watch a movie &amp;amp; this nigga slept on my couch. Haha, Lui, came over &amp;amp; just copied my homework -_- &amp;amp; I invited them to laser taggg for the dance team fundraiser. Lui was a pussybitch &amp;amp; didn't end up going but Ian followed through. Laser tag, eh. It was fun! Then it wasn't haha. Melanie knows. But yeah then we went home anddd I was so tired, I think I knocked out again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tuesday. I feel like something significant happened, but I can't remember. Hm. Oh well, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wednesday, nothinggg. We had dance practice after schoool. I drove this day. Woop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thursday. Open house! Haha this day was such a success. After school, Ileana and I met with Tiff &amp;amp; Pat at Carl's and then they made fun of my parking and we drove to Del Taco as if it wasn't riiiight next to Carl's -_- Haha so after eattting, Ileana wanted Burger King instead &amp;amp; so we decided to use the drive thru. Haha &amp;amp; me being a drive thru virgin, this was pretty difficult for me. I mean I'm driving a fucking Suburban, you know? Haha i like kiiiinda hit the curb, haha. Whatever first timer! But I promise, driving with me is prettty funny. Oh my! Tell me why before we drove I told Justin I'd call him back and Ileana goes "Baby come back to me.." And we start singing it &amp;amp; I pretend like my phone's a mic &amp;amp; then I look at it, and that nigga didn't hang up yet. Okay, embarrassing. Anywayyy. We got back to school, got ready in my car, Melanie came in the carrr. We saw Ray &amp;amp; he didn't believe I was driving that big ass car, haha. We performed and then we had to sell glowsticks. And then I watched the game with Tiff, Curt, Pat, and Ileana. It was the most fun, hahahaha. Like extremely successful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And today. So tiring! It was the longest day, even if it was a short day. We had comp. practice with Dacia and I am pooooped! Tomorrow's a competition, I'm excited! I get to see my bitch (; Pics later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-3439915944817583017?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/3439915944817583017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=3439915944817583017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/3439915944817583017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/3439915944817583017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/02/yadada.html' title='yadada'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-4343869533957962992</id><published>2009-02-16T14:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T15:13:30.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiffany's 18th pt. 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZnxD2ov0KI/AAAAAAAAALE/46YxdwElrE8/s1600-h/IMG00040-20090215-1948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZnuO3rwV1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/yyWuYGQdcSo/s320/IMG00055-20090215-2029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303531975438522194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZnuO0tDWuI/AAAAAAAAAJs/uUvZQf3M7FM/s1600-h/IMG00056-20090215-2032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZnuO0tDWuI/AAAAAAAAAJs/uUvZQf3M7FM/s320/IMG00056-20090215-2032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303531974638656226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZnuOpzrnVI/AAAAAAAAAJk/YH8PHVtJc-c/s1600-h/IMG00057-20090215-2036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZnuOpzrnVI/AAAAAAAAAJk/YH8PHVtJc-c/s320/IMG00057-20090215-2036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303531971713670482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-4343869533957962992?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/4343869533957962992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=4343869533957962992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/4343869533957962992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/4343869533957962992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/02/tiffanys-18th-pt-2.html' title='tiffany&apos;s 18th pt. 2'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZnxD2ov0KI/AAAAAAAAALE/46YxdwElrE8/s72-c/IMG00040-20090215-1948.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-1785119760222932343</id><published>2009-02-14T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:33:11.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>uneventful &amp; valentine-less.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Tiffany's Birthday Weekend pt. 1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZelu8aE4LI/AAAAAAAAAJc/B1TTW5XqWbw/s1600-h/IMG00021-20090213-2237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZelu8aE4LI/AAAAAAAAAJc/B1TTW5XqWbw/s320/IMG00021-20090213-2237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302889312160112818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZeluxwsdiI/AAAAAAAAAJU/NGaboUAXIuc/s1600-h/IMG00023-20090213-2237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZeluxwsdiI/AAAAAAAAAJU/NGaboUAXIuc/s320/IMG00023-20090213-2237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302889309302191650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alberto, my valentine (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZeluhB09_I/AAAAAAAAAJM/HVhTtHN4fbU/s1600-h/IMG00024-20090213-2238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZeluhB09_I/AAAAAAAAAJM/HVhTtHN4fbU/s320/IMG00024-20090213-2238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302889304810649586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diego, meanest guy everrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZek_laryPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/iohkpZSOcbw/s1600-h/IMG00025-20090213-2239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZek_laryPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/iohkpZSOcbw/s320/IMG00025-20090213-2239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302888498534795506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John(Michael), Curt, &amp;amp; Diego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZek_k_oSYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SRiQKhqIq9c/s1600-h/IMG00026-20090213-2305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZek_k_oSYI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SRiQKhqIq9c/s320/IMG00026-20090213-2305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302888498421320066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Valentine's Dayyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZek_eoxzTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/J1eVQuN4Hxg/s1600-h/IMG00029-20090214-1545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZek_eoxzTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/J1eVQuN4Hxg/s320/IMG00029-20090214-1545.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302888496714861874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZek_RiWoxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZOjwLvwYJ2g/s1600-h/IMG00030-20090214-1547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZek_RiWoxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZOjwLvwYJ2g/s320/IMG00030-20090214-1547.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302888493198254866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my valentine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZek_KiYz_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/aX_8PRxwEVI/s1600-h/IMG00031-20090214-1550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZek_KiYz_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/aX_8PRxwEVI/s320/IMG00031-20090214-1550.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302888491319349234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're amazing, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZekArv2JdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/wxY52CB-kQI/s1600-h/IMG00033-20090214-1550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZekArv2JdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/wxY52CB-kQI/s320/IMG00033-20090214-1550.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302887417902409170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZekAesax5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/CO0z9NH8v7U/s1600-h/IMG00034-20090214-1551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZekAesax5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/CO0z9NH8v7U/s320/IMG00034-20090214-1551.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302887414398371730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya, Ma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZekAR1I5jI/AAAAAAAAAIM/IuY_oRLw25Q/s1600-h/IMG00035-20090214-1551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZekAR1I5jI/AAAAAAAAAIM/IuY_oRLw25Q/s320/IMG00035-20090214-1551.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302887410945287730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZekAFzl5JI/AAAAAAAAAIE/A6P-YEWyFTA/s1600-h/IMG00036-20090214-1555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZekAFzl5JI/AAAAAAAAAIE/A6P-YEWyFTA/s320/IMG00036-20090214-1555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302887407717573778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZekACp68iI/AAAAAAAAAH8/WRNZS1SXItI/s1600-h/IMG00037-20090214-1555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZekACp68iI/AAAAAAAAAH8/WRNZS1SXItI/s320/IMG00037-20090214-1555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302887406871704098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, I didn't do much today but bake with Melanie. Haha I drove her mom's rental Benz! Fuck, I want one now. Anywayy, after so many hours of baking, I dropped off Alberto's cupcakes off. This nigga. Oh my so at Tiff's dinner I was just joking "I have something planned for you, you better come up with something cute tomorrow" &amp;amp; I thought he would just be like "Nah, fuck that" about it. This bitch comes out of his house with this huge bouquet &amp;amp; a heart shaped cheesecake. Aw! Best valentine, ever. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-1785119760222932343?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/1785119760222932343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=1785119760222932343' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/1785119760222932343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/1785119760222932343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/02/uneventful-valentine-less.html' title='uneventful &amp; valentine-less.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZelu8aE4LI/AAAAAAAAAJc/B1TTW5XqWbw/s72-c/IMG00021-20090213-2237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-8053302445232096553</id><published>2009-02-14T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T09:24:45.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chin up, buttercup.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Happy Valentine's day! I hope everyone has a good day, even if today just pisses off most people, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alberto's my official valentine for right now, haha. 'Cause my bitch lagged it. Despite all the stupid hints. Haha, it's okayyy. Tell me why even though, I'm so frustrated. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stronger than these emotions..&lt;/span&gt;maybe! I usually am, but I'm guessing it's the fact that it's Valentine's day that's making it so much harder. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We can be as happy as we want to baby, but we gotta make it work&lt;/span&gt;. And he just had to be the cutest thing without being gay yesterday. Like what is that? If you're gonna be so far away, baby, make me not wanna see you or something, fag. Haha, "I'm me with you... even though you're a punk ass nigga asshole" Hahahaha. I like you too, cutie.&lt;br /&gt;So last night was fun! After the game, we all went to Chili's for Tiffany's start of her birthday weekend. There were a lot of people there, but it was a goood goooood group of people. Part two, sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edits later. hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-8053302445232096553?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/8053302445232096553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=8053302445232096553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8053302445232096553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8053302445232096553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/02/chin-up-buttercup.html' title='chin up, buttercup.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-2434450896299870793</id><published>2009-02-09T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:01:23.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>USA Regional Competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;+// EDIITTT: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;getting readyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZINVrvySQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3u6fzoZQ9v0/s1600-h/moms+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZINVrvySQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3u6fzoZQ9v0/s320/moms+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301314377540061442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZINVzEIi2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/OwCcz5N6tzc/s1600-h/moms+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZINVzEIi2I/AAAAAAAAAFk/OwCcz5N6tzc/s320/moms+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301314379504454498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZINV-9KZEI/AAAAAAAAAFs/y1YfmkVyo58/s1600-h/moms+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZINV-9KZEI/AAAAAAAAAFs/y1YfmkVyo58/s320/moms+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301314382696440898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZINV1y1HKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/b74sO8SESmE/s1600-h/moms+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZINV1y1HKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/b74sO8SESmE/s320/moms+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301314380237184162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZINWK0k7II/AAAAAAAAAF8/hLbdZvVUHfo/s1600-h/moms+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZINWK0k7II/AAAAAAAAAF8/hLbdZvVUHfo/s320/moms+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301314385881656450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIOduQ-1iI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2kBcsiS6GIw/s1600-h/moms+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIOduQ-1iI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2kBcsiS6GIw/s320/moms+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301315615166748194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIOdxzkbRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/F5al8jnTzw8/s1600-h/moms+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIOdxzkbRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/F5al8jnTzw8/s320/moms+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301315616117124370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIOePkgG-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/Gu1HaHmSsbs/s1600-h/moms+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIOePkgG-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/Gu1HaHmSsbs/s320/moms+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301315624106990562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIOeoBM8wI/AAAAAAAAAGk/2x_YuP8DF_g/s1600-h/moms+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIOeoBM8wI/AAAAAAAAAGk/2x_YuP8DF_g/s320/moms+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301315630669820674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIPmRVC1eI/AAAAAAAAAGs/dorCatARNKI/s1600-h/moms+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIPmRVC1eI/AAAAAAAAAGs/dorCatARNKI/s320/moms+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301316861529609698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&amp;amp; now taking the floor, Granada Hills..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIPmlaZODI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fm8i2rsFvwg/s1600-h/moms+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIPmlaZODI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fm8i2rsFvwg/s320/moms+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301316866920757298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Waiting for the announcing of awards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIPmj-OfHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/yVH6Xr6v46c/s1600-h/moms+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIPmj-OfHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/yVH6Xr6v46c/s320/moms+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301316866534177906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIPm7e5F6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/EqqPlrCoeIg/s1600-h/moms+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIPm7e5F6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/EqqPlrCoeIg/s320/moms+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301316872845203362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIPm8QK0II/AAAAAAAAAHM/zKMudwPC22k/s1600-h/moms+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIPm8QK0II/AAAAAAAAAHM/zKMudwPC22k/s320/moms+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301316873051885698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIQZhP4L_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/EXpcL8ICo2s/s1600-h/moms+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIQZhP4L_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/EXpcL8ICo2s/s320/moms+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301317741976236018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIQZrxXiQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/gQStO0FptGg/s1600-h/moms+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIQZrxXiQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/gQStO0FptGg/s320/moms+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301317744801057026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Third Place, Granada Hills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIQZ3HEXHI/AAAAAAAAAHs/7AO_72G-GN0/s1600-h/moms+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIQZ3HEXHI/AAAAAAAAAHs/7AO_72G-GN0/s320/moms+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301317747844865138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIQZ_Ea3DI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gUg4lN4Bf8k/s1600-h/moms+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIQZ_Ea3DI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gUg4lN4Bf8k/s1600-h/moms+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIQZ_Ea3DI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gUg4lN4Bf8k/s320/moms+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301317749981240370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZIQZ_Ea3DI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gUg4lN4Bf8k/s1600-h/moms+025.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What's up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd place&lt;/span&gt;?! Ugh, I'm so so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; glad all that hard work paid off. Santini was right, it really does take the third year to really come together. Can you imagine? From "Off the charts" or 27th to freaking 3rd in two years? I'm so proud of my girls, you don't even know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I can't even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;begin&lt;/span&gt; to put in words how unbelievably &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt; that Saturday was. I thought it was wayyy too much to handle. Oh my. Let me tryyy, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So tell me why I woke up at like 3:45 in the a.m? -___- And I don't remember if I was on the phone or not, haha. But then I fell asleep eventually. And then I woke up again like at 5:30! Ridiculous. But by then I know I was on the phone with Justin, I just don't know how I got there. He told me I needed to sleep so I triiied. And I woke up at 8:30. Which is totally fine. And then I got ready and all. My momma &amp;amp; I went to ze bank &amp;amp; hit up Ralphs for some snacks over there. Snacks I didn't even eat -_- But! I did get my peppermint water, yum. And so then we go to the schoool. And then fast forward all the boring parts just waiting, we finallly leave. Tell me why it was the most fun on the way there. Haha not even leaving the valley, Silva wants gum and snacks so Melanie and I bust a mission to the trunk to get all our shit while we're waiting for Alexis to catch up. Hahaha. Yeah and the rest of the ride there was real fun too. So we get there and we have no time to waste so we start doing hair &amp;amp; getting dressed. I had to do some people's teasing haha. I failed but it's a-okay! And thennn I was finished getting ready and baby was already there. I needed to give him the camera before we went to warm up. But I had to wait for Melanie 'cause she wanted to meet him. And tell me why it was a mission to find him. Oh my. And so I found him, and I felt kinda bad 'cause I pretty much ruined the cuteness of it. He brought me roses, cutesies. But I pretty much &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dumped&lt;/span&gt; all of my stuff on him: my letterman's, my camera, my phone, my chapstick, and I handed him back the roses. Hahaha. So we went to warm up and then I was our turn to get ready. So we have this rule not to watch the other teams to freak us out so we were just dancing behind the door to the other team's music. Haha it was most fun. Then we performed and oh my. The floor was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;most slippery thing&lt;/span&gt; ever! It was real annoying, I must've lost my footing like three times, no joke. But it was all good, I think we did real well for our first competition. Afterrr we went inside and I found my beeezy. We just sat and talked &amp;amp; watched. We went out for funnel cake haha. Baby's got the best turn out without even trying, oh my. I'm almost jealous. Anyyyway, when we went inside, we sat with the rest of the team. Tell me why it's so hard to eat funnel cake. It was not the business. Embarrassing, hahaha. Then after all the soloists, I was gonna walk Justin out, but the team was coming too to get their bags. So I walked him out &amp;amp; it was pretty cute, i won't lie. Like not even the kinda cute I usually make fun of him for, haha. It was thaaat cute. And then I walked in the locker room to get my bag and I had the roses and everyone's like "Ooh Lauren! Who are they from?! OMG OMG, cute cute!" Hahaha. We got everything ready and went inside, put our things down. Sarah wanted to do drill downs and I was like "Fiiine, if I must" We failed epically during the trial thing. I forgot what it's called. Hahaha it was funnny. And then when the real thing came on, when they started to march, I was doing it alright then I was like "ah, fuck it" and just sat down. But the team kept telling me to stand back up. But I don't remember the "to the right plank march" shit. Hahaha. So theeeen they announced awards. Omg, we got third. We don't even know who got second or first, we were so busy freaking out. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So the ride home was successful as well. I got home around 9ish &amp;amp; I had presents waiting for me! Can you believe? I got this blanket from my Ninang Linda, it is the softest thing &amp;amp; it matches the motif of the room. Haha. And then Tita Pearl got me a keychain &amp;amp; pencil pouch from Australia. Cute. Then my parents said I could go out for celebration! Score. So we ended up at Guzman's and that was fun. But not as exciting haha so I won't go into detail. I got home at like 1am exactly and got ready for bed. Called my bitch up &amp;amp; then knocked out. I don't know how though. Haha oh welll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pictures later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-2434450896299870793?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/2434450896299870793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=2434450896299870793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/2434450896299870793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/2434450896299870793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/02/usa-regional-competition.html' title='USA Regional Competition'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SZINVrvySQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3u6fzoZQ9v0/s72-c/moms+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-3792713704461007199</id><published>2009-01-31T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:29:07.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a waste</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;of a weekend! Whatever, I'm over it. I don't care anymoreee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I did it before for a year plus, why shouldn't I be able to do it again now?&lt;br /&gt;Whateverrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-3792713704461007199?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/3792713704461007199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=3792713704461007199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/3792713704461007199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/3792713704461007199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-waste.html' title='what a waste'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-9123893683183790156</id><published>2009-01-26T20:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T20:23:46.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the hardest thing to do is nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-9123893683183790156?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/9123893683183790156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=9123893683183790156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/9123893683183790156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/9123893683183790156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/01/sometimes.html' title='sometimes'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-4743968850675459324</id><published>2009-01-25T21:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:51:32.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>well uh fuck you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't wanna go to formal anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-4743968850675459324?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/4743968850675459324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=4743968850675459324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/4743968850675459324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/4743968850675459324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-uh-fuck-you.html' title='well uh fuck you'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-5333956393502955260</id><published>2009-01-24T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T15:50:45.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't ever, EVER buy phones from the little kiosks in the mall. Horrible service &amp;amp; they sell defective phones! Anyway, I waaaas having a great start to the weekend. Last night was fun! First basketball performance of the season. Woop, solo! (: But before then, I had dance with Dacia from like 5-7. Omg, I felt like I grew abs or something, I worked so hard! And then the basketball game with the signs I made for Trevor &amp;amp; Ian. Haha, they were most effective. Then we headed to eat with Ian where he gave me some real good news! Ahh (: And then we dropped off Crystal &amp;amp; headed to Mikey's party. Or more like kickback. "Lauren has now become a woman!" &amp;amp; That's all I'm gonna say about that. Hahahaha oooh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-5333956393502955260?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/5333956393502955260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=5333956393502955260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/5333956393502955260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/5333956393502955260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/01/ugh.html' title='ugh!'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-3718408738658801147</id><published>2009-01-18T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:09:39.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>updateee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alriiiight, so since I've got time I might as well update this thing. Let's go back to the thursday before school started. Teri came over (: anddd we had nothing to do! Well, I had dance but it was for like thirty minutes, haha. So since the day before Alberto said he'd be at the Y, I called him up and he said he'd be there for a whillleee. And we called up Tiffany who was gonna work out anyway and we all met up over there. Teri, Tiff, and I failed, pretty much. And tell me why we worked out our stomachs laughing more than actually doing something. Then Ian called me and he's like "Are you home?" No, why what's up? "Can we have a movie night later?" Haha, yeaaaah okay. So we decided to have a movie night a mi casa. We picked up Oskar and got ice cream and then went home. We headed back out for movies when Ian came by. And hm, we watched Pineapple Express &amp;amp; Kung Fu Panda. It was an eventful day, but not really, ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm then saturdayyy. Teri came by again &amp;amp; Tiff dropped off Alberto before she went to dinner. We just chilled in my room for a while. Alberto and Teri like tickle attacked me -_- Then we headed to Teo's and we triiiiied to wait 'til Tiffany came by to take our first shot, but that was another fail. This night was most eventful. I'd say all that happened but if you're someone who must know, you were already there, haha. Then I got home around like 1:30 in the a.m. &amp;amp; Andro called me and a couple minutes later he was at my house! With Stephen, Vaughn, &amp;amp; John Michael (; And I love how Stephen always has some way to incorporate AndroLover into the conversation, haha. We were outside for a whiiile &amp;amp; then it was almost time for Andro to go. Boo hoo, sob sob. I'm still a little sad 'bout it. But! Nevertheless, it was a good way to end the break though, forsure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then school. Ugh, there's not much to say 'bout it 'cause nothing's changed. Except on thursday. Ugh it was intense in Dance Choreo. If you ever take any of Taylor's drama classes, prepare for "Emotional Recalls" They're basically what the girls on America's Top Model have to do. The whole acting class with the crying and shouting. Ew. Since when did I cry? But anyway, yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last night was unsuccessful! I had fun at dinner for Roel's birthday but Winterfresh was not the business. I don't really wanna talk about it ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, I have to go return my phone 'cause it's defective. And my laptop's defective too. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyy, my bitch is snowboarding so I got nothing to do. Boo. Maybe I should start my homework. Oh! I called up the Coldstone manager and he said to call again tomorrow so he could tell me when to come into the store to "discuss hours &amp;amp; go through the interview process" Hopefully I get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I'm done. Well, not really. I'm just hella lazy. Haha, adios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-3718408738658801147?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/3718408738658801147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=3718408738658801147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/3718408738658801147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/3718408738658801147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/01/updateee.html' title='updateee'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-8412064432117700255</id><published>2009-01-15T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T18:36:16.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so far,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't really complain. Things are going well, so far. Um, A lot's happened haha. Saturday was a trippp! It's too much to tell really. And I guess you already know if you really care, haha. I wish Andro didn't leave :[ I'm still "Andro-lover" and he better not find another one, shoot. And school's alright, but I need to get more sleep because I'm falling asleep in class! Yikes. Tell me why this weekend's so busy! And why I need money still, shiiiiit.&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;$5 for the basketball game at Chatsworth.&lt;br /&gt;$20 for the club, possibly.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;$5 for the gift.&lt;br /&gt;$10 for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;$15 for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, what am I gonna do?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-8412064432117700255?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/8412064432117700255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=8412064432117700255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8412064432117700255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8412064432117700255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-far.html' title='so far,'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-9145039216020238255</id><published>2009-01-10T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:29:58.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"seems a little sketch."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It still does. I still don't wanna speak too soon. But the bad thing is, I'm starting to take you seriously &amp;amp; I know I shouldn't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-9145039216020238255?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/9145039216020238255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=9145039216020238255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/9145039216020238255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/9145039216020238255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/01/seems-little-sketch.html' title='&quot;seems a little sketch.&quot;'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-6294746472068922865</id><published>2009-01-09T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:34:41.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>somehow,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;everything's gonna fall right into place. Um nothing's happened reallly. Well that's a lie, haha. I'm just kinda lazyyy. And tell me why I'm already tired! I need to charge my camera. I need some pictures up on this beeezy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so lone-layyy, can't let just anybody hold meee. Hopefully tomorrow's super fun haha. A nice way to end break. And I don't mind going back to school, really. I kinda miss some of the random people I'd see around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayy, I'm tiiiiired and I ain't got no one to talk to to keep me up! Boo &gt;;[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-6294746472068922865?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/6294746472068922865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=6294746472068922865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/6294746472068922865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/6294746472068922865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/01/somehow.html' title='somehow,'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-5183746529250311177</id><published>2009-01-08T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T10:37:17.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the hunt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need a job! Ahh, I decided to help pay some bills fo' my momma. And good news! My dad has a job interview tomorrow. I hope it goes well, haha. Hm, well yesterday was fun fun fun! Aaron came overrrr and we didn't do much. He came around like 11/12 ish and we just hung out in my room. I gave him his present, finalllly. Haha, and yes, my presents &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; mission impossible to open. And then he played the guitarrrr, serenading me. HAHAHA just keeeding. Aaron swears he can't sing, but in fact, he's not too shabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8KcXGAepzxM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8KcXGAepzxM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he kept looking through my textsss. "Who's calling you baby?! You calling him baby?! I gotta meet this guy. Tell him I wanna talk to him" Pero, anywayyy. After a couple of hours of not doing anything we went to watch The Curious Case of Benjamin Button con mi mama y Melanie. That is the looooongest thing of my life. My butt started hurting haha. Afterrr, we dropped off Melanie and thennn we ate and then we dropped off Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to go job hunting with him but I don't think I can get a job in Burbank while I'm in escuela. So instead I called up the bitch Teo and we went around Northridge and Ventura. We got apps for everywhere. Even though there were only like two places that said they'd be hiring. But it was semi successful! And just to let you guys know, we saw this gift from God:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.popcritics.com/wp-content/uploads/ryan-gosling.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the while, Teo and I sing, but not really 'cause we can't, and dance in the car. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ij4Q2otfTJw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ij4Q2otfTJw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then yesterdayyy I went to a little like lunch with Tiffany and Crystal. Haha and it was cuuuute. We didn't do much at Starbucks but we stayed there forever, haha. And then we decided to pick up Alberto and go to the game. Homeboy got lucky 'cause we didn't have to pay to get in haha. And Nate was there! Haha aw my little varsity boy. But the game was intense! I was freaking out 'cause Kennedy had brought it's A-game, haha. But Ian started! He did so so so well, I'm proud of him. And his parents were there, I haven't seen them in so lonng. Since Ian was my ride home, I just went where he went after the game. We ended up at Adam's house while some of the guys on the basketball team were there. They just played Nba 2k9 the whooole time. But they were kinda funny, haha. Our basketball team has some cutiesss, haha. On our way home we played that dumb yellow light game. I guess it's called "sex" ahaha. And since I was texting, I didn't see the yellow lights and I'd always lose. I was freaking out 'cause next would've been my tshirt. No buenoo. When I got home I called my bitch and we fell asleep togetherrrr. Hahaha, just kidding babycakes! Yuhh know I luhh yuhh. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, dance practice today!&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-5183746529250311177?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/5183746529250311177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=5183746529250311177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/5183746529250311177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/5183746529250311177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-hunt_08.html' title='on the hunt!'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-8745068697061964996</id><published>2009-01-04T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:50:38.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't control it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't want to speak too soon about you. Forgive me for wanting to keep you all to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-8745068697061964996?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/8745068697061964996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=8745068697061964996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8745068697061964996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8745068697061964996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/01/cant-control-it.html' title='can&apos;t control it'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-2005743659274041069</id><published>2009-01-03T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T13:40:15.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>um well</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just kidding about that last one. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-2005743659274041069?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/2005743659274041069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=2005743659274041069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/2005743659274041069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/2005743659274041069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/01/um-well.html' title='um well'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-6559934173555541677</id><published>2009-01-02T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:18:25.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's like..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.. I attract all the guys with girls already. Sheeesh. And it's not like I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to. Like with Alexis. How was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; supposed to know that he was taken, y'know? There wasn't some big sign that said "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have a girl, don't dance with me&lt;/span&gt;" haha. And I would think that he'd stop himself. Or his friends would've said something. And thaaat just leads to me feeling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so so so bad&lt;/span&gt;. I don't have "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I like being a homewrecker&lt;/span&gt;" stamped on my forehead, okaaay? I don't like having to apologize over and over and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt; again. But I will, haha. Just to let you know how sorry I am. Because it's sincere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is patheticcc. I'm done with that shit!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-6559934173555541677?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/6559934173555541677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=6559934173555541677' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/6559934173555541677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/6559934173555541677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-like.html' title='it&apos;s like..'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-9006619921387538722</id><published>2008-12-31T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:17:07.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"do you feel awkward?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last night.. err tuesday night, was a failed success. Doesn't make sense but who cares. Dance was a fail. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hell no&lt;/span&gt;, I'm not waiting in line for two hours just to pay $15 to dance to techno with sweaty gay guys who are just too touchy. So we decide to go another day and Ian Abot texts us if we wanna hang out and we're like "well, got nothin' else to do." And after about an hour of not figuring out what to do we decided to just meet up at someone's house and figure it out there. And that was another fail. We were like "who's house? who's house?" I was like whatever, let's go to Starbucks. I get there a little early and my dad dropped me off. Curt was supposedly the only one there and I'm walking towards Starbucks when I hear "Lauren!" And he's there, chilllin' like a cool cat in his car. He told me to get in but when I was getting in my dad was still there and I'm pretty sure he saw me. Hahaha, sketchy? But then Tiffany came and we went to get out cofffeee. And we stayed outside just talking talking talking, youuu know. Daryl showed up and good thing we all clicked or it'd been so .. lame. Haha. Fuckin' Daryl and his scary stories, shiiit. And then allll of a sudden, it was like a Nobel reunion or someshit. Andrew Versales rolls up in his " 'stang" and then Brock Covington starts walking towards us. What the heckkk. Andrew came and talked to us for a little. But yeah, more scary stories. Thank God I was sleeping over Tiff's, shoot. I would not have been able to sleep. So we're there for like three hours already, still no idea on what to do. And it's so so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so cooold&lt;/span&gt;! So we end up going to Denny's and I order the sampler. Oh my, I ate like two mozarella sticks and half a chicken strip and I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dooone&lt;/span&gt;. Curt goes to the bathroom and comes back and he's like "So, I was in the bathroom and halfway during my.. business.. there's a guy in the stall and he's like talking to himself while he's taking a dump. He was like 'Oh yes, baby. We can do it, ughhh'" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;. And so we literally spent the rest of our time there waiting for him to come out. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Num-ber two! Num-ber two!&lt;/span&gt;" Oh myy. We definitely need to do that again. Little coffee get togethers, aw cute. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on our way home, it's just our luck that we're the only ones on the road and every light turns red. And Tiff starts like freaking out, locking the doors, rolling the windows up and she's like "OMG is that guy wearing a mask? What the fuck! Oh shit he's looking at me! Oh, what the fuuuck!" And by this time I see that she's talking about a guy riding his bike and he's already like past the car. I look back and that bitch looks back at the car! Freakin' after all the stupid scary stories we &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;haaave&lt;/span&gt; to see him.&lt;br /&gt;We get to Tiffany's and after settling down we went down stairs and watched some tv. We made brownies and sprinkled like marshmallows on top. 27 dresses came on so we watched that. Them brownies were&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the sweetest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; things! I couldn't even finish one, haha. The movie ended at like three so we went to her room and got into beddd. We ended up just watching more tv, hahaha. And then I had to use the ladies room haha. Her dog like attacked me, hahaha. After that little fiasco and addressing my battle scars we went to the bed agaiiin. We didn't end up sleeping until like five. Ooh my. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Successful night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a safe and exciting New Year's! Try to be most optimistic for this year, let's make it better then 2008!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-9006619921387538722?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/9006619921387538722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=9006619921387538722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/9006619921387538722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/9006619921387538722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-feel-awkward.html' title='&quot;do you feel awkward?&quot;'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-1993548528618068985</id><published>2008-12-30T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T09:52:44.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm just passing time until I can take a shower. Blahblahblah. We're supposed to go to the Griffith Observatory but I'm not so excited. My brothers never fail to upset me in the morning, haha. But also i have so much to do today. Dance later! Hopefully. And sleepover at Tiff's. Hopefully, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-1993548528618068985?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/1993548528618068985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=1993548528618068985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/1993548528618068985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/1993548528618068985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/12/hm.html' title='hm'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-984270068466337192</id><published>2008-12-29T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T18:25:14.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>awh, my boys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yeah so I was feelin' pretty down earlier. And it wasn't until I was leaving my grandma's after doing some errands that I felt better. Teo texted me and our conversation just made me laugh. Haha even if it wasn't in good humor. "Umm, I'm bored, make me baked goods." Anywayyy, I told him to come to the house and then Ian called, haha. He was like "Lauren, we're going to your house?" Aha. But yeah, I appreciate them so so so much. Like there was once I was recovering from a good cry in econ., yeah I know it's lame but it happened. And then Ian told me afterwards "Are you okay? I felt so bad for you, like I wanted to cry too." And bitchass Teo. Yeah, he's a punk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; of the time, but in the end I know he's gonna tell it straight. They look after me and that's all I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay yai yai. Movie night continues when Ian gets back from his game.&lt;br /&gt;Come if you want! Starts at seven (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-984270068466337192?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/984270068466337192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=984270068466337192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/984270068466337192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/984270068466337192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/12/awh-my-boys.html' title='awh, my boys.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-5753847945237414128</id><published>2008-12-29T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T10:56:28.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ew</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In all this change, there are just some people who stay the same. I would think by a certain age you learn to be the better person and save your words rather than make people feel like shit. Ugh, whatever. Like Destiny's Child told me, I'm not gonna blast you on the internet 'cause my momma taught me better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last night and this morning were killlljoys. I fucking hate that shit. I really do hope 2009 has something better in store for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still so much I want to do this break. Like movie nights! And little dinner dates. And I have to get working on that physics project, ew. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cheer up, Buttercup."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-5753847945237414128?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/5753847945237414128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=5753847945237414128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/5753847945237414128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/5753847945237414128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/12/ew.html' title='ew'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-5861532427664267009</id><published>2008-12-26T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:11:06.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>success!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, I am officially most satisfied. I think. Unless I screw it up again by speaking too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a while back, I decided to save all my the money I would get from Christmas and use it towards buying a new phone. At first I thought I wouldn't be able to get it done 'cause I was getting really cute gifts rather than money, you know? But! Resisting the temptation to buy all the other cute things on sale today, I got my Blackberry Bold. I am so so so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; so so happy. And that's not even it! When I told my dad about my plan, he was like "why don't you just get a laptop or something?" 'cause we saw that at Living Spaces they were selling laptops for $295. And it was very tempting, let me tell you, but I decided to stay with plan a. And so this morning my mom comes into my room and she wakes me up, telling me to go into the kitchen. They bought it for me! Ahh, all these things that I've needed for the longest I finally got. This was a verrry successful holiday and I am more than content. Except, I did lose $10 at Vallarta today, haha. Oh well, at least I made someone else ten bucks richer. Money's tight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-5861532427664267009?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/5861532427664267009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=5861532427664267009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/5861532427664267009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/5861532427664267009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/12/success.html' title='success!'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-4441545139388320946</id><published>2008-12-25T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T14:34:02.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>merrrry christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why, no, it still doesn't feel like the holidays but! I am having fun nontheless. And even though Christmas eve was  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; different than it was last year, I had all the right kind of fun and in the perfect amount. And I used to get so disappointed when it came to opening gifts, like a little spoiled brat. Like my hopes were too high or something so I'd let myself down when I got what I did. But this year, I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; than satisfied. Even though what I'd gotten wasn't like the best thing in the world and everyone would be jealous of me or anything, but yeah. Anyyyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent it at my uncle Jun's house this year rather than grandma's or tita Mayette's. And he's always had the most inappropriate movies for events that took place at his house. This year it was some Japanese/Western remix directed by Tarantino. Yeah, don't ask me. So after a while I guess he got the hint because he changed the dvd and put in a concert dvd thing of David Foster and "friends". Oh my, well I fell in love with Michael Buble all over again. No, I don't care that he's got a stupid double chin, that man is sexy. And Charice Pempengco was in it! Can you believe? This little girl from the P.I. was invited by David Foster to sing in his concert. Haha, that girl makes me jealous. Not only does she have the vocals but she was in the same venue as my baby Michael was at the same time. Ha! Anyway, if you don't know who either of them are, I say you go check them out. Katherine McPhee was in it too. Is that how you spell it? Whatevs. But yeah, she's hot! Except her boobs are gettin' kinda saggy, we've decided. And Josh Grobin looks like a Jonas brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone give me some voice lessons!&lt;br /&gt;Merry christmas again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-4441545139388320946?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/4441545139388320946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=4441545139388320946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/4441545139388320946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/4441545139388320946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/12/merrrry-christmas.html' title='merrrry christmas!'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-903253378974634650</id><published>2008-12-24T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T07:49:37.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>completely irrelevant</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sTJ7AzBIJoI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sTJ7AzBIJoI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But that is some good advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-903253378974634650?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/903253378974634650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=903253378974634650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/903253378974634650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/903253378974634650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/12/completely-irrelevant.html' title='completely irrelevant'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-2076769858229947062</id><published>2008-12-23T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:50:00.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>p.s.!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's my wish list. Just in case you were wondering (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sephora.&lt;br /&gt;Because I've developed some sort of fetish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a248.g.akamai.net/7/248/8278/20080621030702/www.sephora.com/assets/dyn/product/P216602/P216602_hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://a248.g.akamai.net/7/248/8278/20080621030702/www.sephora.com/assets/dyn/product/P216602/P216602_hero.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sephora's Vanilla Cupcake Body Butter $16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a248.g.akamai.net/7/248/8278/20040818180141/www.sephora.com/assets/dyn/product/P55406/P55406_hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://a248.g.akamai.net/7/248/8278/20040818180141/www.sephora.com/assets/dyn/product/P55406/P55406_hero.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Benefit's Dr. Feelgood Lipscription $32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a248.g.akamai.net/7/248/8278/20080508032343/www.sephora.com/assets/dyn/product/P1277/P1277_hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://a248.g.akamai.net/7/248/8278/20080508032343/www.sephora.com/assets/dyn/product/P1277/P1277_hero.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Benefit's Dr. Feelgood $28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a248.g.akamai.net/7/248/8278/20051026180053/www.sephora.com/assets/dyn/product/P127207/P127207_hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://a248.g.akamai.net/7/248/8278/20051026180053/www.sephora.com/assets/dyn/product/P127207/P127207_hero.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Benefit's Realness Of Concealness $32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mac.&lt;br /&gt;To continue with my newborn fetish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/User1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nail Lacquer in Dark Angel $11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.maccosmetics.com/images/products/M6LL_261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 191px;" src="http://www.maccosmetics.com/images/products/M6LL_261.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tinted Lip Conditioner SPF 15 in Gentle Coral &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or Plum Perfect. $14.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.maccosmetics.com/images/products/M6H0_261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 189px;" src="http://www.maccosmetics.com/images/products/M6H0_261.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Lip Conditioner SPF15 $13.50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, more later. Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/User1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/User1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-2076769858229947062?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/2076769858229947062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=2076769858229947062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/2076769858229947062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/2076769858229947062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/12/ps.html' title='p.s.!'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-262025512711634324</id><published>2008-12-23T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:30:48.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aw man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Why do I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; lose my stupid hair tie? Okay, maybe not always, considering I've been able to keep it around me since like october, but I can never find another one. Anyway, does anyone else feel like this break's gonna be unsatisfactory? Like there's so much I want to do but I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to. I think we were supposed to go to dance today but I've been going out a little much, I'm not going to deny it. I need to choose my events better and although I've gone to the ones where the people mean more to me, I didn't really have as much fun as I hoped to. I'm guessing 'cause my hopes were real high. Whatevs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who knew wrapping presents could be so fun? Haha, and Yvette has become my new favorite person. Ever since "Oh, my God, open it. Oh, my God, Oh, my God that's so you!" Melanie and I have decided to let her come over for a little rendevous and do some bonding over Click and Hip Hop Abs with Shaun T. Ahh, I need to get started on organizing some movie nights. I miss those most about my winter breaks. But I've lost and gained so many different friends, I'm scared that they'll be so unsuccessful. But! Then again, I have more friends who can actually commit and follow through on making it, yeah you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's already Christmas Eve tomorrow. Tell me why I don't feel like it is. I feel so scrooge saying that, haha. Que ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-262025512711634324?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/262025512711634324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=262025512711634324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/262025512711634324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/262025512711634324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/12/aw-man.html' title='aw man'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-7177544422592348777</id><published>2008-12-19T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T13:53:50.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"you need to step it up"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fuuuuuuck.&lt;br /&gt;i'm real happy about finals being over and all but practice today was a major killjoy. i wanted to like cry and argue and all that stupid shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but! on a happier note, i've been driving to school (:&lt;br /&gt;i really do hope tonight brings me something to smile about.&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow, you should go help out dance team and let us wrap your gifts for tips! trader joe's on san fernando &amp;amp; balboa (;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, i hope i go! i miss the kids in atwater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-7177544422592348777?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/7177544422592348777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=7177544422592348777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/7177544422592348777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/7177544422592348777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-need-to-step-it-up.html' title='&quot;you need to step it up&quot;'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-7692645145929436797</id><published>2008-12-09T20:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:41:29.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"here comes the cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;break out the winter clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and find a love to call your own."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's always so easy for john mayer. not exactly for the rest of us *ahem.&lt;br /&gt;boo hoo, sob sob. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-7692645145929436797?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/7692645145929436797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=7692645145929436797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/7692645145929436797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/7692645145929436797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/12/here-comes-cold.html' title='&quot;here comes the cold'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-6683927981865002049</id><published>2008-12-08T20:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:39:23.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why why why</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;do i always speak so so so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has been the most eventful december. or at least beginning of december. i haven't had to deal with so much in my whole life more than i have this year.&lt;br /&gt;ay yai yai,&lt;br /&gt;screwing up, lauren!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-6683927981865002049?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/6683927981865002049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=6683927981865002049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/6683927981865002049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/6683927981865002049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-why-why.html' title='why why why'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-4189458504278386001</id><published>2008-12-01T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:31:16.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh hey;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;nice haircut,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! you're really pathetic. i mean i was thinking it before but you just proved me right, thanks. (;&lt;br /&gt;and you really do look like a little dog going from friend to friend 'cause nobody has respect for you anymore. oh, poor you. not. when is it going to get into that pretty little head of yours that the shit you do doesn't work for anyone. whatever, you're not worth anythinggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. it looks better on me. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-4189458504278386001?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/4189458504278386001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=4189458504278386001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/4189458504278386001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/4189458504278386001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-hey.html' title='oh hey;'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-5691594403565561356</id><published>2008-11-23T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T16:40:51.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>talent show 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bittersweet, you're gonna be the death of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"queen dream"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;specialty dance, open of act I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/55/l_5acfb6443afd4c8daf7460d0d86dd1a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 483px; height: 322px;" src="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/55/l_5acfb6443afd4c8daf7460d0d86dd1a8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8GOeVK1SGjo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8GOeVK1SGjo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with you - finis, joe, josh, philip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h2Qef_4I1sY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h2Qef_4I1sY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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;cool from west side story - dance team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9EBjA4ZM-yE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9EBjA4ZM-yE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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;summer time - dance choreography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d6oLG2ujA78&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d6oLG2ujA78&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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;more later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-5691594403565561356?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/5691594403565561356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=5691594403565561356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/5691594403565561356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/5691594403565561356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/11/talent-show-2008.html' title='talent show 2008'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-2202464533362384138</id><published>2008-11-14T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T07:50:02.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bittersweet;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;last football game was tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do wish i made more of my high school years.&lt;br /&gt;but on the other hand, it was a lot of fun. so overwhelming and not to mention, being surrounded by some of the most good looking guys at ghchs wasn't so bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;edit;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my, this would be my horoscope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Gemini Horoscopes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(May 21 - Jun 20)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Saturday, Nov 15th, 2008&lt;/span&gt; --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-family: arial;"&gt; You could feel as if you have run out of time, yet there are still so many things you haven't done yet. But this isn't about endings; it's about starting whatever comes next. Stop looking back into the past; you can't change it now. Instead, turn around and take notice of what's ahead on the path of life. Here's where your work begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-2202464533362384138?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/2202464533362384138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=2202464533362384138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/2202464533362384138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/2202464533362384138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/11/bittersweet.html' title='bittersweet;'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-6432084579378772853</id><published>2008-11-13T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:31:11.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>come on, homie, i major.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/y8pjxFkIZk/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/y8pjxFkIZk/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/tamaracarter/music/RmBVOzV0/kanye_west_we_major/"&gt;We Major - Kanye West&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't control it, can't hold it, it's so nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha you like how this has nothing to do with me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ghchs talent show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;When?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; November 21, 2008 @ 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Highlander Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;How much?&lt;/span&gt; $8. Buy at the student store or from any performing arts student. like me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt; Uh, it's pretty much the most legit high school talent show in the valley. And plus, I'm in it like four times so you know it's gonna be good. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should make me a sign! "lauren is my best friend!" ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-6432084579378772853?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/6432084579378772853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=6432084579378772853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/6432084579378772853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/6432084579378772853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/11/come-on-homie-i-major.html' title='come on, homie, i major.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-5989572526397710905</id><published>2008-11-09T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T17:24:33.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just 'cause.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ten thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;s you wish you could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; say to ten diffe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;rent peopl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;e right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) i hope you see how karma's gotten to you, big time. i warned you. i hate to be the one to say "i told you so" but whaddya know, you're slippin'!&lt;br /&gt;2.) why'd you have to be so cute? and so freaking sweet. i didn't want to look at you like that, handsome, but it happens.&lt;br /&gt;3.) i wish we didn't drift. i mean i know it hasn't happened completely yet but i feel it falling apart. i hate missing you and i hate that it's so hard to see each other often. you have no idea how often i think of you, it kills me.&lt;br /&gt;4.) aw, we just got close again. i'm sorry if i did anything to make it weird again, but whatever. it's always been a little awkward between us, i'm just glad we can talk again.&lt;br /&gt;5.) i love love love you. i do wish we spent more time together though. you're probably the only guy i could really just call up and have a decent conversation with without any weird silences or anything.&lt;br /&gt;6.) you're my favorite wingchick, love you!&lt;br /&gt;7.) i feel bad for you,i do. but don't use me as a person just fill in her void or anything. i'm not her and i'm glad. there are other people out there, don't sulk around in the memory of what could have been.&lt;br /&gt;8.) haha, i love you but you just kinda ruin things sometimes, haha. not on a major scale or anything, it's just funny.&lt;br /&gt;9.) honesty. you should try it.&lt;br /&gt;10.) i've always had a tiny crush on you. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Nine thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;s peopl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;e shoul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;d know about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) i'm not into the whole crying deal.&lt;br /&gt;2.) i really do hate fighting. even if you've done something real shady to me, i'll probably forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;3.) i hate hate hate awkward.&lt;br /&gt;4.) i dance every chance i get. and arman would agree, i can dance well.&lt;br /&gt;5.) i care too much, it's a bad bad bad habit. i get real frustrated with it too.&lt;br /&gt;6.) i wish i could accept change more easily.&lt;br /&gt;7.) i'll introduce myself to you when it's appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;8.) i wish i could sing! teach me!&lt;br /&gt;9.) i'm pretty funny, haha. you just gotta see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Eight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; ways to win your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) make me laugh. a sense of humor's gonna win anyone's heart.&lt;br /&gt;2.) dance with me, i can't stand wallflowers.&lt;br /&gt;3.) surprise me. in a good way of course, aha.&lt;br /&gt;4.) i like when i can be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;5.) confidence is always sexyyy.&lt;br /&gt;6.) if you know what's good for you, i know you'll know what's good for me.&lt;br /&gt;7.) i need to trust you too.&lt;br /&gt;8.) and yeah, if you can do something real well. if you have something you really care about.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Seven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; aweso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;me movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) chicago.&lt;br /&gt;2.) garden state.&lt;br /&gt;3.) saw I, II, III, IV, V&lt;br /&gt;4.) v for vendetta.&lt;br /&gt;5.) click.&lt;br /&gt;6.) zoolander!&lt;br /&gt;7.) wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Six thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;s you do befor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;e you fall aslee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;p:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) shower&lt;br /&gt;2.) put my hair in a bun.&lt;br /&gt;3.) think about what to wear the next day.&lt;br /&gt;4.) brush them teeth.&lt;br /&gt;5.) wash my face agaaain.&lt;br /&gt;6.) charge my ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Five peopl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;e who mean a lot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) family, even that's more than one person.&lt;br /&gt;2.) aaron manuel.&lt;br /&gt;3.) jerwyn tiu.&lt;br /&gt;4.) melanie gay girl manzano. (;&lt;br /&gt;5.) bernice rivera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Four thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;s you dont like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) untrustworthy people, bad friends.&lt;br /&gt;2.) grammatical errors.&lt;br /&gt;3.) lies.&lt;br /&gt;4.) not knowing what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;s you like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) dancing.&lt;br /&gt;2.) laughing.&lt;br /&gt;3.) sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Two thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;s you want to do befor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;e you die:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) buy my parents a house.&lt;br /&gt;2.) go shopping with my grandkids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;One confe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ssion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) i have to pee, real bad. right now. ahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-5989572526397710905?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/5989572526397710905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=5989572526397710905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/5989572526397710905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/5989572526397710905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-cause.html' title='just &apos;cause.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-8363132499906379913</id><published>2008-11-06T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:43:58.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>anticipating</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the new csi that's on tonight, haha. okay, so i don't write in this real often but whatever. the past couple of weeks have been so gay, you don't need to know about them. i didn't take any pictures at homecoming, can you believe? the game nor the dance. whatever, they were both wackkk. well for me, at least, haha. um tell me why everytime i try to make plans, i'm never available weekends until the next month. it's annoying. not that i'm complaining too much or anything, because i enjoy being busy, i do. it's just sometimes i want to just go out on a weekend and dance dance dance. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"here comes the cold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;break out the winter clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and find a love to call your own."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's getting colder! ay yai yai, it's already christmas time. senior year is going by so so so fast. i hate it! there was that sign i read a couple weeks ago "30 weeks left for seniors, how about you?" what the heck. only thirty. i mean, it's not even thirty anymore. it's like 25. ugh. there's so much i gotta do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;friday - chatsworth hc game, sleepover melanie's.&lt;br /&gt;saturday - comp. team practice, hsm3, st. gen hc game, lindsay?&lt;br /&gt;sunday - aaron!&lt;br /&gt;and somehow find a way to fit in finishing trig homework and the rough draft to smith's essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next weekend:&lt;br /&gt;friday - football game vs. chatsworth.&lt;br /&gt;saturday - booksale, fall rally, fairfax hc?&lt;br /&gt;sunday - free! woop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nov. 17-21&lt;br /&gt;monday -  act one tech/dress rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday - act two tech/dress rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;thursday - talent show rehearsals, previews.&lt;br /&gt;friday - talent show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, the talent show's coming up quick! buy your tickets soon! they sell out fasssst! i'm not even joking though. you can buy a ticket from me, any of mrs. taylor's students, or the student store for eight bucks. it'll be exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is gonna be one hell of a week. i'm in like four dances -_- greaaat. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, i'm done. csi's coming up, g'night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-8363132499906379913?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/8363132499906379913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=8363132499906379913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8363132499906379913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/8363132499906379913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/11/anticipating.html' title='anticipating'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-2806739722061997283</id><published>2008-10-16T19:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:08:08.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>senior day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPgAQhg2hEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/GXVVzEYGMvQ/s1600-h/lauren+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPgAQhg2hEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/GXVVzEYGMvQ/s320/lauren+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257952848829121602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;cool cool cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPgAQ9SmDOI/AAAAAAAAACE/Ajhtzt0zMxM/s1600-h/lauren+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPgAQ9SmDOI/AAAAAAAAACE/Ajhtzt0zMxM/s320/lauren+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257952856285514978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;foam machine monster, melanie. jk (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPgAQ6pk4AI/AAAAAAAAACM/edgexRW9qkY/s1600-h/lauren+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPgAQ6pk4AI/AAAAAAAAACM/edgexRW9qkY/s320/lauren+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257952855576600578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;why do you fight over foam, kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPgARMhEklI/AAAAAAAAACU/h-_MHjNaxOQ/s1600-h/lauren+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPgARMhEklI/AAAAAAAAACU/h-_MHjNaxOQ/s320/lauren+084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257952860372767314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hahaha, mvp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPgARJ3LfKI/AAAAAAAAACc/VrTT_3VjPOk/s1600-h/lauren+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPgARJ3LfKI/AAAAAAAAACc/VrTT_3VjPOk/s320/lauren+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257952859660188834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;cute cute cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPf8y5R9jQI/AAAAAAAAABU/HqVzytgrKG8/s1600-h/lauren+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPf8y5R9jQI/AAAAAAAAABU/HqVzytgrKG8/s320/lauren+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257949041278160130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPf6xhRXAcI/AAAAAAAAABM/wqrG6oVlZ6s/s1600-h/lauren+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPf6xhRXAcI/AAAAAAAAABM/wqrG6oVlZ6s/s320/lauren+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257946818630058434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;water balloon toss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPf8y1lEVHI/AAAAAAAAABc/eBzAiruisGo/s1600-h/lauren+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPf8y1lEVHI/AAAAAAAAABc/eBzAiruisGo/s320/lauren+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257949040284554354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;swimmming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPf8zEemYhI/AAAAAAAAABk/-nkEDno7cXQ/s1600-h/lauren+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPf8zEemYhI/AAAAAAAAABk/-nkEDno7cXQ/s320/lauren+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257949044283957778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPf8zGm4jJI/AAAAAAAAABs/LxDpYqSnGxE/s1600-h/lauren+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPf8zGm4jJI/AAAAAAAAABs/LxDpYqSnGxE/s320/lauren+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257949044855573650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cutest couple ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPf8zVNPI3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/Dh1kANdyLCk/s1600-h/lauren+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPf8zVNPI3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/Dh1kANdyLCk/s320/lauren+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257949048774534002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ian, the giant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sucks for you if you didn't go! i had a ridiculous amount of fun. actually, that's a lie. haha i had fun, but it wasn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;fun, sorry slc. anywayyy. who knew slip n slide could be so much fun? minus the falling in the mud part. and why do people fight over foam? serrriously. boys &amp;amp; girls, don't have sex in the mud, please. it's not sanitary, your mother taught you better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-2806739722061997283?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/2806739722061997283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=2806739722061997283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/2806739722061997283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/2806739722061997283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/10/senior-day.html' title='senior day'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SPgAQhg2hEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/GXVVzEYGMvQ/s72-c/lauren+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-3149670801164931331</id><published>2008-10-08T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T20:04:43.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confused?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you shouldn't be. hm, i don't see how you can't find the similarities between what you did and what a certain someone else did. i've forgiven you not once, not twice, but three times. and the saddest part is you take what we give you and throw it away. you're still doing it. do you think we're stupid? hello. i wasn't born yesterday. i know a bad friend when i see one. is it because you don't think you're doing anything wrong? um, how would your boyfriend feel about this? and don't start saying that you weren't because it's not only me who noticed, i should remind you. so you keep doing what you're doing. i'm definitely not going to be a part of that. i'm not going to set myself up for that bs again. and was it really necessary to go tell him? i bet you manipulated the story in your favor too. i mean not only did you cost me my chances with him, not only did you hurt my feelings, but i just lost a friend because of you. so are you still confused? or do i seriously need to spell it out for you again. maybe this time we can have the conversation in front of everyone. 'cause obviously you're too hard headed to get the picture when we confront you privately. maybe it'll actually open your eyes. there's a reason why people call you names when we go around the spot. it's not a joke anymore. we both know that's not what you wanna come across as so stop being so careless with everyone's feelings except for your own. thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-3149670801164931331?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/3149670801164931331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=3149670801164931331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/3149670801164931331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/3149670801164931331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/10/confused.html' title='confused?'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-3416932687112331690</id><published>2008-09-28T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:48:40.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new start.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i'm trying. i promise, i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things just kinda came down on me all at once. and it's almost like the more i tell myself i can get through this, something else just has to happen. "God is just testing me" yeah well i've been enduring a lot of this bs for quite some time now and i've gone to Him and i've even prayed for those who offend me but i'm still in this rut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's okay, i'm okay, it'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;when? i don't like feeling bad. and i feel like i've lost touch with all my real good friends. i miss teri, i miss jerwyn, i miss tiffany, i miss aaron, i miss nairi. nowadays, i feel like i'm walking on eggshells with all of them and i hate it because all i want is to vent and have them tell me it's going to be okay because it's most reassuring when i hear it from them. when we were close, i felt stable and all that. things happen, people change but i hate change and i don' t know what to do with it. "it is in changing that we find purpose." i can't see it, i'm sorry i'm trying to be as open minded as i can be and i just don't see how that works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;God grant me the serenity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to accept the things i cannot change&lt;br /&gt;the courage to change the things i can&lt;br /&gt;and the wisdom to know the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-3416932687112331690?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/3416932687112331690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=3416932687112331690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/3416932687112331690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/3416932687112331690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-start.html' title='new start.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484353279041634514.post-9144182978370477702</id><published>2008-05-25T21:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T21:13:11.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's okay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/SDirWip0-YI/AAAAAAAAFAY/KAj0Zrr0xUM/s1600/okay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 412px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/SDirWip0-YI/AAAAAAAAFAY/KAj0Zrr0xUM/s1600/okay.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1484353279041634514-9144182978370477702?l=lboogieee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/feeds/9144182978370477702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1484353279041634514&amp;postID=9144182978370477702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/9144182978370477702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1484353279041634514/posts/default/9144182978370477702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lboogieee.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-okay.html' title='it&apos;s okay.'/><author><name>lboogieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18338703660507020302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-HvRiE3QAuE/SXVbf8qaiZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q32PFVL0zAA/S220/l_bafa1e37002b4a298854ac58ce9a8e9d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/SDirWip0-YI/AAAAAAAAFAY/KAj0Zrr0xUM/s72-c/okay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
