<?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-3904330892511983723</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:23:40.275-08:00</updated><category term='inside looking out'/><category term='give it all to Him.'/><title type='text'>"felicia ... in real life"</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06834628854115617729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7a26h4TdEyU/R-L8CmhJCUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZtQrBHfDxSY/S220/robbie%26me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3904330892511983723.post-4783564706377469382</id><published>2008-09-28T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T19:27:37.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>patience is growing thick.</title><content type='html'>time.&lt;br /&gt;time is everything.&lt;br /&gt;if your not ahead, your behind.&lt;br /&gt;seems like we're always waiting on something.&lt;br /&gt;to go somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;to leave.&lt;br /&gt;maybe just for something to happen.&lt;br /&gt;were never in the moment.&lt;br /&gt;"when will this ever end?"&lt;br /&gt;"when will i get what&lt;em&gt; i&lt;/em&gt; want?"&lt;br /&gt;"when will he realize &lt;em&gt;im&lt;/em&gt; what he is looking for?"&lt;br /&gt;"when will this begin?"&lt;br /&gt; time.&lt;br /&gt;give or take it, our lives are consumed by it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3904330892511983723-4783564706377469382?l=iloveme2204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/feeds/4783564706377469382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3904330892511983723&amp;postID=4783564706377469382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/4783564706377469382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/4783564706377469382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/2008/09/patience-is-growing-thick.html' title='patience is growing thick.'/><author><name>felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06834628854115617729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7a26h4TdEyU/R-L8CmhJCUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZtQrBHfDxSY/S220/robbie%26me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3904330892511983723.post-1619641394489864480</id><published>2008-09-10T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:18:25.358-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='give it all to Him.'/><title type='text'>Your love for me is imperishable.</title><content type='html'>okay so.&lt;br /&gt;         senior year in high school right?&lt;br /&gt;you would think it would be freakin awesome.&lt;br /&gt;yet its not. the school work part of it is. but&lt;br /&gt;nothing seems to be going how i want it to.&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats my fault for not wanting what&lt;br /&gt;God wants for me to do. i dont know. sometimes&lt;br /&gt;its really really really hard to say no to the&lt;br /&gt;worldly things that look so good and that you&lt;br /&gt;really want. its like milkyways for me lol&lt;br /&gt;they look freakin delicious from the outside&lt;br /&gt;but then you bite in and you know youve made&lt;br /&gt;a big mistake. ha (milkyways are so gross!)&lt;br /&gt;        it seems like ive been constantly&lt;br /&gt;fighting with my family lately too. i just dont&lt;br /&gt;agree with a lot of what my parents think and&lt;br /&gt;believe. they stress me out so much. sometimes&lt;br /&gt;to the point where i just want to leave. even&lt;br /&gt;if its for 10 minutes. just to get away from&lt;br /&gt;them griping and bickering at me all the time&lt;br /&gt;about the stupidest stuff because they are&lt;br /&gt;stressed out. i guess they need someone to take&lt;br /&gt;it out on though. we all do sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;       this sounds dumb i know but my "love life"&lt;br /&gt;isnt that great either. ill leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;       my job... well my manager freakin sucks&lt;br /&gt;sometimes. suzanne hired 6 more people to wait&lt;br /&gt;tables when no one is getting enough shifts as it is.&lt;br /&gt;i am working about 2 - 3 days a week working&lt;br /&gt;up front. i dont see why she hires more people&lt;br /&gt;when there are people already there waiting to&lt;br /&gt;wait tables. gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wasnt meant to be a depressing or sad blog. ha&lt;br /&gt;my mind started going and my fingers went with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3904330892511983723-1619641394489864480?l=iloveme2204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/feeds/1619641394489864480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3904330892511983723&amp;postID=1619641394489864480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/1619641394489864480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/1619641394489864480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/2008/09/your-love-for-me-is-imperishable.html' title='Your love for me is imperishable.'/><author><name>felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06834628854115617729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7a26h4TdEyU/R-L8CmhJCUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZtQrBHfDxSY/S220/robbie%26me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3904330892511983723.post-6817404845550464010</id><published>2008-07-21T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:05:32.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart is happy : )</title><content type='html'>now i cant wait to get my life started.&lt;br /&gt;senior year is going to rock.&lt;br /&gt;i turn 18 in 6 months!&lt;br /&gt;ALL my friends just graduated,&lt;br /&gt;that kinda sucks lol&lt;br /&gt;but i will stay optimistic and find&lt;br /&gt;some new ones ha&lt;br /&gt;im going to stop caring so much&lt;br /&gt;about what other people think&lt;br /&gt;because it REALLY doesnt&lt;br /&gt;matter ha i cant wait to have&lt;br /&gt;homework again ... and a busy&lt;br /&gt;schedule ... wierd i know but&lt;br /&gt;whatev. my bubba comes home&lt;br /&gt;in about 5 months : )  he was&lt;br /&gt;promoted to crew chief! YAY&lt;br /&gt;he needs prayer though.&lt;br /&gt;im still not waitress. GRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;oh well ... i will be patient.&lt;br /&gt;starting a new diet. not to lose weight!&lt;br /&gt;i know im not fat ... just to be healthy&lt;br /&gt;thats all.&lt;br /&gt;well thats my life right now. ha&lt;br /&gt;well almost. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart is happy. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3904330892511983723-6817404845550464010?l=iloveme2204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/feeds/6817404845550464010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3904330892511983723&amp;postID=6817404845550464010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/6817404845550464010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/6817404845550464010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-heart-is-happy.html' title='my heart is happy : )'/><author><name>felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06834628854115617729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7a26h4TdEyU/R-L8CmhJCUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZtQrBHfDxSY/S220/robbie%26me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3904330892511983723.post-5264241745913114696</id><published>2008-06-27T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T19:53:31.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness</title><content type='html'>as i get older ...&lt;br /&gt;summer starts to suck ... a lot!&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing to do and when there is&lt;br /&gt; its usually in denton or&lt;br /&gt;requires using gas. so basically i run,&lt;br /&gt;and then sit around the house all day untill&lt;br /&gt;i have to go to work. ha (i have no life ... basically)&lt;br /&gt;so save me from my misery and give me&lt;br /&gt;something to do!&lt;br /&gt;now that im done complaining ...&lt;br /&gt;im in a show in denton, its called&lt;br /&gt;"Lil' Abner" ha it is really cute and i&lt;br /&gt;cant wait till opening night!&lt;br /&gt;heres a little story for you:&lt;br /&gt;i come home from work one night and chance&lt;br /&gt;(my dog) comes and greets my like usual.&lt;br /&gt;i end up petting him for like 20 minutes lol&lt;br /&gt;then i go to the kitchen and grab something to&lt;br /&gt;eat and then i head off to bed. well chance is&lt;br /&gt;laying in the family room and i walk by him to&lt;br /&gt;say goodnight and bend over to give him&lt;br /&gt;a goodnight pet ha and all of a sudden he snaps&lt;br /&gt;at me and starts barking at me! it scared me half to&lt;br /&gt;death! since then he has been mad at me and&lt;br /&gt;wont let me pet him or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont really know why i just told you&lt;br /&gt;that. oh well. ha&lt;br /&gt;so anyway ... i love God. i love my job.&lt;br /&gt;and i love myself. THE END&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3904330892511983723-5264241745913114696?l=iloveme2204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/feeds/5264241745913114696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3904330892511983723&amp;postID=5264241745913114696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/5264241745913114696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/5264241745913114696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/2008/06/randomness.html' title='randomness'/><author><name>felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06834628854115617729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7a26h4TdEyU/R-L8CmhJCUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZtQrBHfDxSY/S220/robbie%26me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3904330892511983723.post-6159629387138699781</id><published>2008-05-26T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T21:18:57.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love is patient, love is kind.&lt;br /&gt;It does not envy, it does not boast,&lt;br /&gt;it is not proud. It is not rude, it is&lt;br /&gt;not self-seeking, it is not easily angered,&lt;br /&gt;it keeps no record of wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;Love does not delight in evil&lt;br /&gt;but rejoices with the truth.&lt;br /&gt;It always protects, always trusts,&lt;br /&gt;always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;br /&gt;Love never fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4-8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3904330892511983723-6159629387138699781?l=iloveme2204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/feeds/6159629387138699781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3904330892511983723&amp;postID=6159629387138699781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/6159629387138699781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/6159629387138699781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-is-patient-love-is-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06834628854115617729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7a26h4TdEyU/R-L8CmhJCUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZtQrBHfDxSY/S220/robbie%26me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3904330892511983723.post-8722481628693863698</id><published>2008-04-14T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T16:37:40.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greatest day in history!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;death was beaten, You have rescued me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sing it out! Jesus is alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;empty cross, empty grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life eternal You have won the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shout it out Jesus is alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Oh happy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You washed my sin away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Oh happy day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill never be the same!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3904330892511983723-8722481628693863698?l=iloveme2204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/feeds/8722481628693863698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3904330892511983723&amp;postID=8722481628693863698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/8722481628693863698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/8722481628693863698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/2008/04/greatest-day-in-history-death-was.html' title=''/><author><name>felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06834628854115617729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7a26h4TdEyU/R-L8CmhJCUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZtQrBHfDxSY/S220/robbie%26me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3904330892511983723.post-8071313053121557580</id><published>2008-04-06T20:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T20:43:16.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>who ya gonna call? not the G.B.'s!</title><content type='html'>have you ever put yourself in a position that you thought would turn out fine and then come to find out that your really dumb for thinking that and now you wish you hadnt!&lt;br /&gt;okay well thats totally what happened to me!&lt;br /&gt;i agreed to go to prom with one of my friends ... friends is what i thought we were ...&lt;br /&gt;well now he wants to be more than friends and i dont! gah! haha boys are dumb.&lt;br /&gt;now its going to be awkward and i dont want to go with him. i know it sounds bad,&lt;br /&gt;but i just dont want him to get the wrong idea. dumb highschool drama. BLAH&lt;br /&gt;anyway ...&lt;br /&gt;10-12th: Cottey College&lt;br /&gt;18-21st: Branson, Missouri for band trip&lt;br /&gt;(yes, i am going to missouri twice in 2 weeks)&lt;br /&gt;May 17th : prom at the dallas aquarium&lt;br /&gt;May 30th : last day of school!&lt;br /&gt;then im a senior! (thats weird)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3904330892511983723-8071313053121557580?l=iloveme2204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/feeds/8071313053121557580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3904330892511983723&amp;postID=8071313053121557580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/8071313053121557580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/8071313053121557580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/2008/04/have-you-ever-put-yourself-in-position.html' title='who ya gonna call? not the G.B.&apos;s!'/><author><name>felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06834628854115617729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7a26h4TdEyU/R-L8CmhJCUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZtQrBHfDxSY/S220/robbie%26me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3904330892511983723.post-869585305272650364</id><published>2008-03-26T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T20:49:00.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;In history we are watching. "4 little girls" a document made by Spike Lee. Along with that we are reading a book called the Sixties. Its truly amazing what that generation of people had to go through to get basic human rights. I was in tears while watching white, racist policemen with attack dogs, depriving the black race of their freedom of speech; depriving them of their right to assemble by using fire hoses and literally spraying people off of their feet. It was really hard to watch. Sometimes i think as Americans we forget what people went through just to get the basic human right to drink out of a water fountain, or to get the right to vote, or to challenge the government with freedom of speech. American history sometimes seems like some fictional story; like it never really happened because some things we did seem so unrealistic. The documentary is about 4 girls who were killed in a bombing in Sixteenth Street Baptist Church. I dont understand how people can be so hateful to one another. How could you live with yourself after bombing a &lt;strong&gt;church&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;killing 4 young girls&lt;/strong&gt;  just because of the color of their skin. Or after shooting a black man in the head just because he used a "white mans" bathroom?! Or putting hundreds of children in jail or 5 days because they were marching for their freedom?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joan Baez wrote a song about the Birmingham Sunday ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;" Come round by my side and I'll sing you a song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I'll sing it so softly, it'll do no one wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;On Birmingham Sunday the blood ran like wine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And the choirs kept singing of &lt;strong&gt;Freedom&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;That cold autumn morning no eyes saw the sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And Addie Mae Collins, her number was one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;At an old Baptist church there was no need to run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And the choirs kept singing of &lt;strong&gt;Freedom&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The clouds they were grey and the autumn winds blew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And Denise McNair brought the number to two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The falcon of death was a creature they knew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And the choirs kept singing of &lt;strong&gt;Freedom&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The church it was crowded, but no one could see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;That Cynthia Wesley's dark number was three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Her prayers and her feelings would shame you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And the choirs kept singing of &lt;strong&gt;Freedom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Young Carol Robertson entered the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And the number her killers had given was four.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;She asked for a blessing but asked for no more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And the choirs kept singing of &lt;strong&gt;Freedom&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;On Birmingham Sunday a noise shook the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And people all over the earth turned around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;For no one recalled a more cowardly sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And the choirs kept singing of &lt;strong&gt;Freedom&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The men in the forest they once asked of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;How many black berries grew in the Blue Sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And I asked them right with a tear in my eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;How many dark ships in the forest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The Sunday has come and the Sunday has gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And I can't do much more than to sing you a song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I'll sing it so softly, it'll do no one wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And the choirs keep singing of &lt;strong&gt;Freedom&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/3904330892511983723-869585305272650364?l=iloveme2204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/feeds/869585305272650364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3904330892511983723&amp;postID=869585305272650364' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/869585305272650364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/869585305272650364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-history-we-are-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06834628854115617729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7a26h4TdEyU/R-L8CmhJCUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZtQrBHfDxSY/S220/robbie%26me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3904330892511983723.post-8556955721347753891</id><published>2008-03-25T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T21:17:57.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>growing in mind, body, and soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;grades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"dancing at discos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;eating cheese on toast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;you make me merry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;you make me very very happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but you obviously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;didnt want to stick around."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;-kate nash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3904330892511983723-8556955721347753891?l=iloveme2204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/feeds/8556955721347753891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3904330892511983723&amp;postID=8556955721347753891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/8556955721347753891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/8556955721347753891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/2008/03/growing-in-mind-body-and-soul.html' title='growing in mind, body, and soul.'/><author><name>felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06834628854115617729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7a26h4TdEyU/R-L8CmhJCUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZtQrBHfDxSY/S220/robbie%26me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3904330892511983723.post-6778734492455045004</id><published>2008-03-16T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T08:59:04.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so long originality</title><content type='html'>i dont really know what i want to say, but i do know that i want to say something. ill start with this ... a friend of mine says "understanding is everything" ... well what if sometimes you want to understand ... but you cant ? ... how do you measure success or happiness in ones life? is there a chart of some number that can tell you or is it your friends and family that measure it ... or is it you that measures it? well i think the answer is obvious. Who cares what society says is happiness and success as long as you are loving what your doing and how your living your life ... i think thats enough for me. so robbie left today. i dont know why but everytime he leaves i am just as sad as the first time. We didnt even spend as much time together this time yet i cried like&lt;br /&gt;i spent a whole week with him. i guess its cause as i got older we became more&lt;br /&gt;like best friends than anything. i sure do miss him and even though he always left me at school as a freshman or ditched me for kris [ no offense :) ] i always felt like through the hard times he was there for me. Oh and 2 new girls started at work last week and its just my luck that they both have prior waitressing experience which means i wont get waitress next! &lt;strong&gt;BOO&lt;/strong&gt;! it sucks but thats life. i just hope i get marching tech though. its something ive worked my butt off for. I want to bring the band back up and make it just as good if not better than my freshman year. well thats all for tonight. thanks for hearing me out. love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- felicia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3904330892511983723-6778734492455045004?l=iloveme2204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/feeds/6778734492455045004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3904330892511983723&amp;postID=6778734492455045004' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/6778734492455045004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/6778734492455045004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-long-originality.html' title='so long originality'/><author><name>felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06834628854115617729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7a26h4TdEyU/R-L8CmhJCUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZtQrBHfDxSY/S220/robbie%26me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3904330892511983723.post-4968776275821064838</id><published>2008-03-09T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T22:30:30.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom of speech, religion, fear, and want</title><content type='html'>time seems to be playing a major role in my life right now ...&lt;br /&gt;for one i feel like sleeping during the day and staying awake all night&lt;br /&gt;        am i nocturnal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second, i feel like im thought of as being too young for certain things&lt;br /&gt;and people ... although if people new my thoughts i bet they wouldnt&lt;br /&gt;think i was young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third, with the time i am givin it seems like im not givin enough&lt;br /&gt;i cant get everything done that i need to before its time to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side my job is going great. Im next in line to be waitress&lt;br /&gt;so thats good news considering thats kinda why i wanted that job in&lt;br /&gt;the first place! ha and my brother has been home for about 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;yet it seems like ive seen him for a total of about 2 days. It sucks and&lt;br /&gt;i wish he didnt have to leave, but if he didnt leave then i would have&lt;br /&gt;no reason to go to Hawaii! ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pursue your dreams&lt;br /&gt;then you will find happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3904330892511983723-4968776275821064838?l=iloveme2204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/feeds/4968776275821064838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3904330892511983723&amp;postID=4968776275821064838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/4968776275821064838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/4968776275821064838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/2008/03/freedom-of-speech-religion-fear-and.html' title='freedom of speech, religion, fear, and want'/><author><name>felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06834628854115617729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7a26h4TdEyU/R-L8CmhJCUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZtQrBHfDxSY/S220/robbie%26me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3904330892511983723.post-1457583339966718213</id><published>2007-12-16T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:53:41.837-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inside looking out'/><title type='text'>there is beauty in the breaking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so im  kinda nervous / scared/ excited about quitting band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;im nervous about telling mr wiggins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;scared that im going to miss it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and excited that i can enjoy other things in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;you would think it wouldnt be a big deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but when youve been apart of something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and its become apart of your life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;its hard to quit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but anyways tomorrow im going to apply at Babes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i really hope i get that job! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i miss my brother a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;this Christmas will be the first Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;without him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;its going to be hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;this song , written my lindsey haun, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;kinda explains what im feeling right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wake up to a sunny day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;not a cloud up in the sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;but then it starts to rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;my defenses hit the ground &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;and they shatter all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;so open and exposed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i found strength in the struggle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;face to face with my troubles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;when your broken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;in a million little pieces and your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;trying but you cant hold on anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;every tear falls down for a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dont just stop believeing in yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;when your broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;little girl dont be so blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i know what your going through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;dont let it beat you up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;hitting walls and getting scars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;only makes you who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;no matter how much your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is aching there is beauty in the breaking&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;lindsey haun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3904330892511983723-1457583339966718213?l=iloveme2204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/feeds/1457583339966718213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3904330892511983723&amp;postID=1457583339966718213' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/1457583339966718213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/1457583339966718213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/2007/12/there-is-beauty-in-breaking.html' title='there is beauty in the breaking'/><author><name>felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06834628854115617729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7a26h4TdEyU/R-L8CmhJCUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZtQrBHfDxSY/S220/robbie%26me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3904330892511983723.post-7768749050687166711</id><published>2007-12-12T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T20:49:10.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspired</title><content type='html'>getting up and getting out&lt;br /&gt;today tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;growing up and down&lt;br /&gt;now were coming to&lt;br /&gt;moving in moving out&lt;br /&gt;applying myself&lt;br /&gt;growing meeting learning loving&lt;br /&gt;                     just some stuff on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;hes my best friend&lt;br /&gt;i miss how everything used to be.&lt;br /&gt; hiding behind pillars&lt;br /&gt; making fun of the school secretary&lt;br /&gt; leaving me without telling me ha&lt;br /&gt; laughing, fighting, loving, hating&lt;br /&gt;i miss him like i never thought i could&lt;br /&gt;hes my best friend&lt;br /&gt;hes my brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3904330892511983723-7768749050687166711?l=iloveme2204.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/feeds/7768749050687166711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3904330892511983723&amp;postID=7768749050687166711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/7768749050687166711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3904330892511983723/posts/default/7768749050687166711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveme2204.blogspot.com/2007/12/inspired.html' title='inspired'/><author><name>felicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06834628854115617729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7a26h4TdEyU/R-L8CmhJCUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZtQrBHfDxSY/S220/robbie%26me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
