<?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-3949251</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:11:17.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'>..thoughts lost..</title><subtitle type='html'>you dont know me...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-111203360345006113</id><published>2005-03-28T13:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T13:13:23.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>See my Pixparty Moblog</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/111203360345006113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/111203360345006113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#111203360345006113' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-106728825944616383</id><published>2003-10-27T15:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T15:57:38.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night I did the hardest thing ever, I let go of my best friend.  I'd like to think that I did it for 'us' and that in the future we can be stronger if we ever cross paths again.  I felt that our relationship became so selfish, impatient, and based on the wrong feelings.  I know that God has a plan for us.  And if that plan is to be together he will make that chance rise when He see's fitting</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/106728825944616383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/106728825944616383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#106728825944616383' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-105932391146484507</id><published>2003-07-27T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T12:38:31.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow I'll be bringing home two new additions to my family.  I know one will be named Meshka but I'm not to sure about the other female, maybe Drew will help me...Travis and Drew will be going with me for the pick up in Dayton then after we will travel to the Dayton mall to go shopping =).  I hope to get some back to school shopping out of the way while I'm there.  Get some cute clothes =)  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105932391146484507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105932391146484507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#105932391146484507' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-105911450161206810</id><published>2003-07-25T02:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T02:48:24.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Drew started a clan.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105911450161206810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105911450161206810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#105911450161206810' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-105802768616239346</id><published>2003-07-12T12:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T12:36:06.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My parents went to Washington D.C. so I'm staying with Drew this week so that I may continue working.  Yeah...I still hate my job.  Red Bird (name was changed) is so rude and aweful to me.  I can't stand it!  I hate working with her, it's like everytime I walk by her she complains, bitches, or gives me some other shit labor to do.  Oh well...she's leaving in a week.  People need to come check </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105802768616239346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105802768616239346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#105802768616239346' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-105750776017116319</id><published>2003-07-06T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T12:09:20.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Deathday!Your name:Sally Dog BethelYou will die on:Sunday, February 28, 2016You will die of:Burned to Death  Username: Created by Quill  Sally Dog got in the way of one too many feet...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105750776017116319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105750776017116319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#105750776017116319' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-105742146594784808</id><published>2003-07-05T12:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-05T14:07:31.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Attn:New Forums...Okay I just added a forum section which I hope to someday soon be the biggest section on my site.  You can go there to post about anything.  I'll put up some general open sections and you can go from there.  Basicly the forums will be used as a place to debate, learn things, or talk about your interests.  Please have fun with this!  Thanks! Ps. It's not hard signing up for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105742146594784808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105742146594784808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#105742146594784808' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-105716046683299220</id><published>2003-07-02T11:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-02T11:47:19.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First week at Bob Evans...Craziest job ever!  I thought I would just be serving food and taking orders and crap.  Instead I'm tending to crazy people that dont even know how to piss without getting a hand from someone else.  Yesterday one of my first tables were occupied by a old man, and two old ladies.  When I walk up to the table to introduce myself and do the happy shit I do the one old </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105716046683299220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105716046683299220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#105716046683299220' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-105681130016189114</id><published>2003-06-28T10:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T10:41:40.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What kinda stuff do you guys like to see on a site? Do you like forums that just argue everything?  Or one with crazy ideas? Post it on the tag-board.  Thanks! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105681130016189114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105681130016189114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#105681130016189114' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-105651809660859046</id><published>2003-06-25T01:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T01:16:30.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tomatos...Gotta lov'em.  I had a container of little cherry tomato's sitting in my refrigerator waiting for me to devour them for the last week...but I kept holding it off because either I forgot them or I wasnt home.  So finally tonight I sat down with my 7 oz of Sunny D, and a bowl of the tomatos.  As I ate them there were a few that tasted rotten and I would have to spit them out and take a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105651809660859046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105651809660859046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#105651809660859046' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-105598222075389395</id><published>2003-06-18T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T20:24:29.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If she's fat...It's the end of the world!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105598222075389395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105598222075389395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#105598222075389395' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-105580988471885036</id><published>2003-06-16T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T20:33:26.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some more stuff I found interesting or worth reading...The town of Marseilles located in France had a their city trash collectors go on strike.  The city didn't know what to do with the five tons of trash sitting on the street that needed to the collected, so they sprayed it all with perfume...much easier than getting other people to go collect it huh?  You know that trick never works with me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105580988471885036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105580988471885036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#105580988471885036' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-105573251722272409</id><published>2003-06-15T23:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T23:02:41.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105573251722272409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/105573251722272409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#105573251722272409' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-95313109</id><published>2003-06-04T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-14T23:05:01.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For all you bored late nighters...I found some stuff you may find interesting funny or good waste of time.  Tucker Max, has his own web site where girls can fill out an application to go out on a date with him.  I think this is a hilarious web site.  If you just skim through it and read some of the stuff he writes and other people write to him you'd find it funny.  I found this site when I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/95313109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/95313109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#95313109' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-95216723</id><published>2003-06-02T21:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T21:57:31.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a dream...that I got liposuction on my thighs and the surgery went very wrong and my thighs came out lumpy....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/95216723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/95216723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#95216723' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-95065918</id><published>2003-05-30T00:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T00:30:28.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Keri's List of Things NOT to Worry About Till Summer let alone FOREVER:5) Patrick being mean...wait, thats a given, he will be mean when he dances with ME and SATAN one more time inside the seventh circle of HELL!!!! (Said that enough for 24 hours, good things its 12:17, I have 23 hours and 43 minutes left to say it some more)4) Failing school... Believe it or not KERI, yes KERI LIGHTLE is the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/95065918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/95065918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#95065918' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-95065378</id><published>2003-05-30T00:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T00:15:47.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I did it...I had my mental break down.  It was either go to the office and calm myself down or straggle anyone that crossed my path.  I chose the office.  I sat in there for about 35 minutes until I found out the kid sitting next to me was in there after being caught by his female teacher, reading nudie magazines...hes one smart cookie.  But any ways the uncomfortable feeling I got from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/95065378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/95065378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#95065378' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-94813923</id><published>2003-05-23T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T23:39:26.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Back by demand, Sasquatch! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/94813923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/94813923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#94813923' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-94768057</id><published>2003-05-22T23:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T23:17:11.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GREAT schools almost over...Everyone's always like, "YAY, SCHOOLS ALMOST OUT! TWO MORE WEEKS"  Yeah well shove it up your ass you dumb bitches, that only means more homework, more projects, more teachers trying to be funny, and more "side-ways fucked whores" getting on my nerves because the damn paper isn't stapled correctly.  For the next two weeks I will go mentally insane, rip out my hair, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/94768057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/94768057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#94768057' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-94486890</id><published>2003-05-17T01:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T01:21:58.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Splinter and Bobby...Today Drew and I had a new addition to our family.  Splinter and Bobby, and surprisingly they are rats.  I never thought myself to like rats...as a matter a fact I hated them!  Those stories you hear when your young about how mean they are, sewer rats, going through your trash, and deadly bites, well I'm hear to set those stories straight.  I went to SuperPetz the other day</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/94486890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/94486890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#94486890' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-94406800</id><published>2003-05-15T15:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T15:43:41.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm selling these items on Ebay.  If your interested go to this link--&gt; 'Gamecube'  You can bid on it or just read about it there.  Below are links to pictures of it if you want to see what it all looks like.  ConsoleGames</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/94406800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/94406800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#94406800' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-94028385</id><published>2003-05-08T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T22:53:44.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some people...tend to be so ignorant and immature to the point they dont even realize what they are saying.  This guy who I will call 'RedHeadCrazyAss' posted on a forum quote "You wear a denim jacket." (That is a direct quote taken from the original text and was not changed at all) to a girl (Whore Bag) that thought she was funny and posted quote "i like how everyone is all about sunn now just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/94028385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/94028385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#94028385' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-93922300</id><published>2003-05-07T08:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-07T08:13:34.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey Sweetie =) I hope you feel better and I get to talk to you today during school.  I'll check back as often as I can.  I love you Cupcake!  Get better okay! =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93922300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93922300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#93922300' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-93775840</id><published>2003-05-04T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T22:34:09.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chwu Wuv...Please check out my new site.  Its called Chwu, Wuv (True Love).  And it is based after someones life and relationship.  I just started it so right now, so its nothing.  But yeah, check back in a few days and I will update it as much as I can (aka when new things come up).</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93775840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93775840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#93775840' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-93649980</id><published>2003-05-02T09:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T10:05:10.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> For you hun, sorry I uploaded it and it didn't work, so i just linked directly to where I found it, I don't know how to delete it from your server, so if you could do that it would be great, thank you.  Love you, Bye</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93649980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93649980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#93649980' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-93595722</id><published>2003-05-01T10:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T10:28:03.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had this weird thought last night when I was sitting on Drew's driveway.  The wind was blowing gently and I could hear the birds, the trees, grass, and my hair were being pushed by the smooth wind.  And I thought, what if everything was still and didnt move with the wind.  What if there was no wind, but it was still cool and sunny.  The trees never moved, grass didnt, and hair doesnt either.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93595722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93595722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#93595722' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-93574747</id><published>2003-05-01T00:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T00:08:42.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Excess baggage...I've been so busy lately, with life throwing me so many curve balls, that I've actually let my figure slip...I kinda saw it coming.  I knew I wasnt as built and slim as before *hints the hopping into my jeans everyday*, but with my schedule (school, volunteer work, job search, Drew, doctor visits, and caring for my zoo of pets) its impossible to find time to exercise.  By the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93574747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93574747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#93574747' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-93484756</id><published>2003-04-29T16:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T16:01:20.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love my ker, I wonder where she is right now? Better be safe =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93484756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93484756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#93484756' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-93440502</id><published>2003-04-28T22:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T22:57:20.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good sick day...I didnt go to school today because I wasnt feeling well...and I was missing my Drew.  But he surprised me by coming over after school with a hand made card and we were able to talk, snuggle, and watch TV together.  Then I made a nice dinner for the two of us and we sat down and ate and talked some more.  After that Drew watched tv while I cleaned up plates and cut strawberries </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93440502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93440502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#93440502' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-93398666</id><published>2003-04-28T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T09:54:56.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night at Drew's...We watched the movie Orange County.  The whole movie is about him wanting to get away from home and go to Stanford.  But his family doesnt want him to leave, they all want him to stay at home and be close to them.  He goes through all these things, hurts all these people, and manipulate people too...all because he wants to go to Stanford.  Finally his dad makes a huge </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93398666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93398666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#93398666' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-93397464</id><published>2003-04-28T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T09:30:24.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Keri? where are you?!?  Wake up?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93397464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93397464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#93397464' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-93372720</id><published>2003-04-27T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T23:13:08.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some smart ass (who doesnt even have enough balls to leave his name, let alone enough brain to get his facts straight) left this as a comment on my last post...1) Yeah you have to do everything yourself and that''s why Drew treats you like a queen even thought you give him shit for hanging out with his friends after school. I mean I understand why you wouldn''t want him to hang with his friends</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93372720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93372720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#93372720' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-93086238</id><published>2003-04-22T22:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T22:42:10.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Two things I learned since I've been with Drew...1. I HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING MYSELF!2. AND HIS FRIENDS ARE ASSHOLES, UNTRUST WORTHY PRICKS, BEHIND YOUR BACK TALKING DICKHEADS!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93086238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/93086238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#93086238' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-92933717</id><published>2003-04-20T11:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T11:45:30.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Drew is a devil worshiper...no Happy Easter for him.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92933717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92933717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#92933717' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-92933058</id><published>2003-04-20T11:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T11:28:24.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Easter!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92933058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92933058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#92933058' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-92663400</id><published>2003-04-15T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T14:04:07.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, I just showered.  Now what?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92663400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92663400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#92663400' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-92653049</id><published>2003-04-15T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T10:59:31.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I miss my Drewbers...but its okay, I have the rest of my life to see him =).  I hope you get better hunny!  Rest alot!  I miss you and I love you.  Today's going alright.  Chels and I were pretty crazy in Chemistry 1st period.  And Art was crazy too with Jacob.  Dont worry I is a good Ker.  I love you!  Get well babes!  And Ps...Shower...*hint hint hint* =P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92653049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92653049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#92653049' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-92651073</id><published>2003-04-15T10:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T10:28:22.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(Drewby Sad, he doesnt get to see his Keri today)I am home sick today, and it blows.  I am having some pretty vicious stomach pains, I woke up in the middle of the night, and I felt like someone stabbed me in the lower stomach with a big rusty knife.  I feel really bad, because Keri and I were supposed to hang out today, at her house.  And now we cant.  But I hope tomorrow goes better I will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92651073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92651073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#92651073' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-92416356</id><published>2003-04-11T04:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T04:34:21.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just a quick updatedI added a google search engine on the bottom of my blog.  I have my blog set as my default home page on explorer so its nice that I can go anywhere straight from my page or just search for things.  Hopefully this can be useful to other people as well as it has been for me.  I'm also making a new page (maybe two, not to sure yet).  But the one I am certain about, I believe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92416356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92416356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#92416356' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-92374811</id><published>2003-04-10T14:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-10T14:23:56.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hun, I found the skunk ape first!  Then I played that card game...and what the heck is option 3??  I'm so scared lol.  So what do I win?  What is my prize?  A first class all expense paid trip to Hawaii with free stay at a 5-star hotel next to the beach with complimentary snorkling?  AWWWW hunny your SOOO sweet!!  I love you!!! I'll send you a postcard! Tootles!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92374811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92374811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#92374811' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-92371420</id><published>2003-04-10T13:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-10T13:22:50.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In math class, thought Keri would post during here accounting class.... guess not, now im allll alone trying to figure out this excel crap, everyone in here is bitching about shit, i feel sorry for the weave. bye bye honey, loves!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92371420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92371420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#92371420' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-92358383</id><published>2003-04-10T09:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-10T09:37:29.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I found a sweet card game, and a sweet picture of a skunk ape.... Take your pick, its a guessing game, if you get the ape, you win Option 1   -    Option 2    -    Option 3</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92358383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92358383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#92358383' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-92222196</id><published>2003-04-08T10:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-08T10:23:16.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Husky Lovin'Yesterday we found a husky roaming my backyard so Drew and I let it in my fence so it can play with my dog (Tyson the Boxer...go figure).  We turns out the husky (now named Shark-Dog, until today when the police come to take her) is a female and if the name doesn’t give it away Tyson is a male.  My dog isn’t fixed and doesn’t ever get any female action and with Shark-Dog in heat...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92222196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92222196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#92222196' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-92150277</id><published>2003-04-07T10:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-07T10:31:50.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lol Sweetie...if people were all the same height we would still wear different size pants.  Because you will still have Bitch Tits (you know who I'm talking about *wink wink* *nudge nudge* =P), and people like me and you.  BUT if everyone were to be the same height...what would their favorite jelly belly, jelly bean flavor be?  Would it be the same?  Or no?  I dunno but I agree with Phil that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92150277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92150277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#92150277' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-92149245</id><published>2003-04-07T10:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-07T10:10:07.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello, I just finished my William Shakespeare presentation thing.  It looks horrible compared to Keri's.  She has it all her information high-lighted, and put on a note card.  I have bits of crap taped to construction paper, in no apparent order.  I doubt it will be the required 1:30 minutes, but yeah, oh well, what is Coach going to do.  Give me an A-?  Don't think so.  Anyways, I have nothing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92149245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92149245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#92149245' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-92124388</id><published>2003-04-06T23:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T23:30:35.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Drew: "Would you like some Cool Surfer Capri sun?  Its made of real Surfers!"How can someone be so cute lol (as in the act of drinking real surfers is cute, but yes Drew is very cute).  Today we went to the Piqua mall (where the creepy young janitor boy always stares at Drew and licks his lips works).  We walked around for a bit visited the game store and watched the movie Phone Booth.  It was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92124388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92124388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#92124388' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-92040558</id><published>2003-04-05T09:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T09:34:17.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love you Drew!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92040558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92040558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#92040558' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-92004971</id><published>2003-04-04T16:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-04T16:18:31.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wheres the "i love you drew" =(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92004971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/92004971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#92004971' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-91998617</id><published>2003-04-04T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-04T14:17:19.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel like I've been so busy lately = / It doesnt totally bother me but it gets frustrating when I run into problems with my parents.  On April 9th our high school is having a fashion show were some of my classmates and I will be showing off some Prom Dresses and Tux's.  April and I went to pick out our dresses yesterday and I swear it was a disaster!  Most all the dresses were like size 14 and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/91998617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/91998617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#91998617' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-91262907</id><published>2003-03-24T00:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T00:38:34.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here I am again, posting on Keri's blog instead of mine, because noone reads mine.  Oh well, I hope Keri doesn't mind it to much. Hmmm, where should I start?  How about, how horrible of a fiancee I am.  Well, there you go.  That about sums it all up right there.  I haven't been to nice or understanding to Keri lately.  As she stated, I always assume the worst.  In some cases that is a good thing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/91262907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/91262907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#91262907' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-91076450</id><published>2003-03-20T14:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-20T14:51:20.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>drewby + ker working things out = good</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/91076450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/91076450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#91076450' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-91031745</id><published>2003-03-19T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-19T22:14:23.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spring Break...Again with my parents worthlessness and lack there of planning...I just found out today that on Friday we are leaving for Florida after school.  I guess I should give them some credit because this is much better than telling me 2 hours before we leave (like they did last time).  What peeves me off the most is that, whos going to feed my fish?  Who's going to take care of my dog?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/91031745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/91031745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#91031745' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-90952498</id><published>2003-03-18T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-18T18:07:57.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>drewby loves ker, shes way off...love drew</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/90952498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/90952498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#90952498' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-90783139</id><published>2003-03-15T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-15T20:35:03.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tip of the Day: If theres a hole in your sock...lick it, spin around 3 times then take it to your mom so she can throw it away.Drew hates meh... =( </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/90783139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/90783139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#90783139' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-90692742</id><published>2003-03-14T00:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T00:38:19.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Growing up...I sometimes feel like I want to grow up to fast, and that people around me arent ready.  I want to move out of my house and be set, but I know its not easy.  I want to have a job and a family and be happy, but it doesnt happen with a snap of a finger.  I want to go to college but I dont have money...I want an apartment thats roomy and beautiful.  For some weird reason I want a nice</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/90692742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/90692742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#90692742' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-90683849</id><published>2003-03-13T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-13T21:35:07.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1 day till 10 years and 5 months =)&lt;3Drewby</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/90683849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/90683849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#90683849' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-90456288</id><published>2003-03-10T09:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T09:09:54.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tip of the Day: If you run into Sasquatch in your backyard, roll over and cover your face in Jelly beans.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/90456288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/90456288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#90456288' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-90210922</id><published>2003-03-05T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T21:16:22.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tip of the Day: Dont buy 'eye sucking' fish.  That will only leave you with just eye sucking fish and lots of eye-less dead fish!  Instead go for the 'fun hugging' fish. It's getting close to ACT time...Today I had a Prep Course to help get me (and other students at my school and other schools) ready for the ACT test.  That lasted about 45 min, I must say it was pretty boring and I think Drew</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/90210922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/90210922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#90210922' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-90134931</id><published>2003-03-04T16:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-04T17:00:34.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I added more fish pics on my page...come here to see the new additions!Tip of the Day: How to recieve Superior Tone---Go door to door wearing only (and I mean ONLY) a pink cape and socks, ask if you can use their rest room and in turn, shit on their bathroom floor and roll around in your own human feces.  This is most effective if you repeat those steps six times!  (To get enough shit built up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/90134931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/90134931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#90134931' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-90085374</id><published>2003-03-03T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-03T21:26:09.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tip of the Day:If you get mustard on your shirt, scream like a little girl and run around a folding chair while squeezing lemons into your eyes...because thats what I would do.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/90085374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/90085374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#90085374' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-89984265</id><published>2003-03-02T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-02T10:17:42.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boredom has the best of me...Because I've been so bored lately, I decided I would start to have a tip of the day posted here on my site.  Plus a girl as smart as I am should not waste her knowledge and should instead go out and try to spread her intelligence and help people :)  So here is it:Tip of the Day: If you have a headache....sit on your goldfish's head while screaming 'Toe Jam!' </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/89984265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/89984265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#89984265' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-89940444</id><published>2003-03-01T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-01T00:15:12.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just as I thought the madness was over...I've had so much going on lately I havent even had the chance to do anything that I've wanted to really do.  I've completed 10 hours out of my 24 hours of community service (I'll finish the 12 next week), I'm still on my mad and crazy job hunt, I just had my last and final surgery (cryotherapy), so now its basicly relax and hang out with Drew time...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/89940444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/89940444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#89940444' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-89871993</id><published>2003-02-27T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-27T20:15:05.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ker not home... Drewby misses his ker... drewby lonely =(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/89871993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/89871993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#89871993' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-89640430</id><published>2003-02-24T08:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-24T08:22:55.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last few days...I've been spending all of my days at Drew's house, we mainly just work on our project, sleep and watch movies.  It's fun hanging out with him.  We finished our project yesterday so from now on we will have more time to just hang out.  My fishy had eggs on Wednesday and on Thursday the eggs hatched.  So now I have about 75+ babies swimming around in my 20 gallon fish tank.  I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/89640430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/89640430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#89640430' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-89366096</id><published>2003-02-19T07:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T07:13:17.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stupid History project!  So much to do...but ours will be the best :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/89366096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/89366096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#89366096' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-89186997</id><published>2003-02-16T09:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-16T10:00:09.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Still have that Valentine's day happiness...Well I'm still feeling the effect of Valentine's Day...maybe its because it was so special for me, and the best Valentine's Day I've ever experienced.  I seriously believe that that night could not have been more perfect.  Even at lunch I was saying 'Today cant get any sweeter,' but BOY, when I went to Drew's house that night, he proved me wrong with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/89186997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/89186997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#89186997' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-89127624</id><published>2003-02-14T23:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T23:16:40.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Valentines Day!!This is by far the best day EVER!  I got to go hang out at Drew's house again for the first time in whats been like 2 months.  It was our anniversary, it was Valentine's Day...AND....DREW ASKED ME TO MARRY HIM!!!Of course I said yes!  I love Drew...with all my heart...I've never been so happy in my life.  He is my best friend and the greatest guy!  I know he will take good </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/89127624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/89127624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#89127624' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-88987968</id><published>2003-02-12T14:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-12T14:39:41.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 DAYS WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOlove drew =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88987968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88987968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#88987968' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-88785796</id><published>2003-02-09T00:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-09T00:27:54.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nothing but a headache...I went out shopping at the FairField Mall with my mom and her friend, Mrs. Allergic-to-life.  I dont think I've ever met someone as irresponsible and rude as her.  First she calls us at 945 and asks if my mom and I would like to join her in her trip to the mall, my mom says yes, being her best-friend and all.  She told my mom she would pick us up at 11:00.  At 11:20 she</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88785796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88785796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#88785796' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-88735566</id><published>2003-02-07T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-07T20:43:15.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>..:COME INTO MY WORLD:..  This is a neat site!  You can find lots of cool wallpapers and stuff.  The music will drive you nuts to the point you start humming it though...ask Drew...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88735566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88735566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#88735566' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-88651523</id><published>2003-02-06T10:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-06T10:34:02.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so weak when it comes to Drew!Okay well last night, after almost 2 hours of not talking to him I couldnt stand it anymore and had to say goodnight to him.  So I called him and he strangely at 8:00 he was already in bed sleeping!  But he got up and talked to me a bit, and appologized and I know he feels sorry for saying what he did.  I wouldnt have called him its just that I've never gone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88651523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88651523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#88651523' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-88620544</id><published>2003-02-05T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-05T20:12:08.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am prepared to meet my consequences... I only hope, that you know I am here if you need something in the next day.  Anything at all, I still want to know if anything happened to you that I should know about.   Am I cheating right now by posting this, I hope not.  I just want Keri to know I do care, and I have been trying to break this habbit of mine, but its very hard.  I understand it hurts </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88620544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88620544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#88620544' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-88619609</id><published>2003-02-05T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-05T19:52:07.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Consequences...Today was a pretty good day at school.  Drew was there so I was really happy :)...however...Drew likes to talk bad about him self alot (aka call himself stupid, retarded, or much anything else that shoots himself down), and whenever he does this it hurts me and makes me sad.  So I decided to try something new (I already tried saying 'Whatever' everytime he does it and he HATES it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88619609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88619609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#88619609' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-88605029</id><published>2003-02-05T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-05T14:48:31.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love you more!!!! and don't you say otherwise</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88605029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88605029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#88605029' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-88551280</id><published>2003-02-04T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T16:39:25.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well I was right about my suck ass day at school.  But then after school I got to go to Drew's house for like 2 hours and my WHOLE DAY just TURNED around!  I LOVE YOU DREW!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88551280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88551280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#88551280' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-88529693</id><published>2003-02-04T08:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T10:45:57.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tell me when its safe to wake up...Suck ass day...You know its good when at 8:28 in the morning your day sucks and that it can only get worse from here.  I dont understand why my parents have to hate me or be non parents ALL the time...once a week is alright maybe even 6 days a week but everyday?  Their act is getting a bit old.  My mom stresses out on me getting to school on time only on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88529693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88529693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#88529693' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-88516849</id><published>2003-02-04T00:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T00:56:56.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life is sweet...because he loves me...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88516849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88516849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#88516849' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-88475131</id><published>2003-02-03T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-03T10:27:06.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This weekend, was so incredibly boring.  On Friday, I just dont even remember what I did or what happened.  But at night I stayed online until like 4 in the morning talking to Drew.  Then on Saturday I had to go to Columbus with my mom to visit my sister.  We went shopping at Filene's Basement and I bought a cute sweater and a adorable shirt.  The shirt was just $3!!  And the sweater was $25.  I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88475131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88475131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#88475131' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-88300151</id><published>2003-01-30T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-31T02:03:28.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OSCARSOscars are my favorite fishy's :) They are so cute, I need to get like a tank full of them when I get older!  Drew protects me from rats and boys...and their offspring...aka 'Rat Boy' hehe.  Ooo Drew, so dreamy!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88300151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88300151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#88300151' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-88295142</id><published>2003-01-30T18:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T18:48:22.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rat boy gonna die.... Love you Keri</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88295142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88295142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#88295142' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-88223376</id><published>2003-01-29T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-29T15:11:03.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Drew painted this picture for a picture of us I took, its so cute! Check it out at DeviantArt.com!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88223376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88223376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#88223376' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-88040731</id><published>2003-01-26T03:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T03:54:25.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!-- Begin Sparklit HTML Code --&gt;    CowsAre The Cows really 'demented devilish spawns of satan himself' or does Drew just like to attack Cows on his spare time?Attack Cows on spare timeCows are 'demented devilish spawns of satan himself'Drew is a 'demented devilish spawns of satan himself'They attack each otherCow = CatCurrent Results&lt;!-- End Sparklit HTML Code --&gt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88040731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88040731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#88040731' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-88039294</id><published>2003-01-26T02:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T03:42:38.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boring day...I woke up fairly early today, around 9 (fairly early for a saturday).  Organized some college things, like where I want to go if they have what Im interested in and if Drew can apply there too.  Then I watched The Bourne Identity.  It's a pretty good movie, I will recommend it to others.  Around 12 I woke Drew up and talked to him.  I was hoping to go see my horse (Annie) today but</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88039294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/88039294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#88039294' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-87993304</id><published>2003-01-24T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-24T23:49:42.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is my blogs #1 fan lol....I think he pissed himself....if you look closely you can see....ewww...poor Stubs</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87993304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87993304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#87993304' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-87927465</id><published>2003-01-23T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T19:37:20.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Snuggle Snuggle Snug with my Drewby Dooby DooToday was a good day.  I started the day off by running 2 miles, which was very nice.  I'm starting to enjoy running again.  It makes me feel better about myself and more healthy and upbeat for some reason.  It was strange running those two miles because it felt like nothing, I couldnt even feel myself running its like I was just doing it.  It was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87927465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87927465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#87927465' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-87883771</id><published>2003-01-23T00:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T00:35:36.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Columbus for the day...Well today has been different from most others.  I went to Columbus right after school with my parents to go visit my sister at her work place, then we went to this really fancy french restaurant called 'Buca Di Pepo'.  Brought left overs back home with me so I can pack it for school because it is some delicious shit!  I didnt get to talk to Drew after school that much </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87883771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87883771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#87883771' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-87845017</id><published>2003-01-22T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-22T10:55:35.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why have I been so hyper lately???  ITS CRAZY!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87845017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87845017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#87845017' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-87710171</id><published>2003-01-19T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T23:24:01.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Being sick sucks...I havent updated in awhile because I've been really sick with the flu of some kind.  But my mom went out and bought me some SUPER powerful shit that made my headache go away and most of the pain, so I think I am now capable of writing in my blog.  On Friday Drew and I went to the Newton Vs. Tri-County North basketball game.  We watched half of the game then spend the last 2</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87710171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87710171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#87710171' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-87560521</id><published>2003-01-16T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T19:11:04.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>=) Yeah, Keri got 1 point higher than me on the IQ test.... and on our freaking history exam...... son of a bitch bastard, I thought I had her on that one... I am going to go cry myself to sleep now!  LOVE YOU!!!!  &lt;3 drewbifer!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87560521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87560521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#87560521' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-87505663</id><published>2003-01-15T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T19:59:13.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YAY I took the IQ test that Drew took and I got a 143!!  One point higher than him *JOY TO THE WORLD!!* So he's being mean to me now cus hes jealous hes not as much of a genius as I am *sticks nose up to air* Hmm!  If you want to see how dumb you are (since you wont ever be smart like me) go here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87505663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87505663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#87505663' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-87504313</id><published>2003-01-15T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T19:32:48.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Exams...Well its exam week at school.  Today we had our Chemistry exam which wasnt bad at all, but my eyes and brain hurt at the end.  Drew sat next to me during the exam, it was so cute, he kept blowing in my hair and getting my attention, I love him lol.  Then we spent the rest of the day together :) so nice.  We sat together at lunch which was new because we never do.  Then after that we had</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87504313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87504313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#87504313' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-87398780</id><published>2003-01-13T23:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T23:14:33.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Childhood thoughts unraveled...I remember when I was little (2nd grade to be exact), the girls and I would sit in a cirlce and talk about our dream husbands.  Kelsey said she wanted a guy just like her daddy, strong, tall, loving, and would take care of her forever.  Megan asked for the Prince from Snow White.  Amber said she wanted to marry a dentist (teeth were so important to her).  And Abby </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87398780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87398780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#87398780' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-87355761</id><published>2003-01-13T10:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T10:44:07.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ITS MONDAY!!!Why is it that I love Monday's so??  Hehe, well maybe its because I go for 2 days without seeing my Drewbifer but then starting Monday I get to see him 5 days straight!!  Yay!!  This morning started out quite nicely and as plan I'm going to have to say.  I woke myself at 615, took my shower, got dressed, made Mac n' Cheese for Drew's lunch, blowed dried my hair, made myself pretty </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87355761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87355761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#87355761' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-87301731</id><published>2003-01-12T06:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-12T06:42:56.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm such a dumb bitch....I feel so horrible to the point I cant go back to sleep, yes it's 620 in the A.M. now.  I told Drewby to im me at like 1 or 2 in the A.M. so that I could take a nap and then I would come back to talk to him.  Well I didnt get my ass up while he was iming me. I had my sound turned up and crap, but I didnt hear him iming me...its so weird...I dont know why, can I not hear</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87301731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87301731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#87301731' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-87290103</id><published>2003-01-11T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-11T23:25:30.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So bored....I havent been doing much of anything lately.  Just mainly sitting around my house and what not.  But I have been talking to Drewbifers alot lately, on the phone and on the internet.  I wish I were able to be with him everyday like it used to be.  But I guess for now, those days are just fond memories, until more may come :)  I watched the movie Unfaithful today, what a horrible and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87290103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87290103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#87290103' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-87249036</id><published>2003-01-10T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T22:47:49.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ker is happy she is home again!  I went back to school today and Drewby wasnt there.  I remember I walked into 6th period and just looked for Drew's familiar face...and it wasnt there.  I had a feeling he wouldnt be coming to school....everyone told me he hasnt been there since I was sick :( I was so sad. But right after school I showed up at his doorstep and gave him a huge hug.  I missed my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87249036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87249036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#87249036' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-87247751</id><published>2003-01-10T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T22:12:34.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chief is Happy!!!! HAPPPPYYYY..... me love the ker</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87247751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87247751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#87247751' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-87130637</id><published>2003-01-08T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-08T16:34:54.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>chief is sad</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87130637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87130637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#87130637' title=''/><author><name>Drew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-87096187</id><published>2003-01-07T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-07T23:45:12.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If this isnt the funniest guy alive...then what is the world coming to?I remember when I would go to Drew's house after and before work.  After work he would always already be in bed.  His room would be dark and all I could hear is the fan by his bed running.  I would take off my shoes and climb under the covers with him and he would wrap his arms around me and there we would lay for 2 more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87096187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87096187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#87096187' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3949251.post-87062777</id><published>2003-01-07T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-07T10:33:43.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Funnnnn....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87062777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3949251/posts/default/87062777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiefsgrl.blogspot.com/index.html#87062777' title=''/><author><name>::This is Me::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16747177747361051382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
