<?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-137560193572387966</id><updated>2011-11-12T18:45:33.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLiSS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-1424932388145982828</id><published>2008-11-20T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:10:54.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont have a 24 hr walmart</title><summary type='text'>so i haven't written anything in forever. i guess its because everything has been so good lately that ive been enjoying the fuck out of it.im a horrible speller, and sometimes i catch myself making mistakes but its too late..i hate going back and correcting shit..i got the job i wanted.im in love with an amazing man.my dog actually sits when i tell him to nowmy hair is long..ish..eri suck at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/1424932388145982828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=1424932388145982828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/1424932388145982828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/1424932388145982828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-have-24-hr-walmart.html' title='i dont have a 24 hr walmart'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-4763209065860168256</id><published>2008-10-22T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:31:10.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it kills!</title><summary type='text'>have you ever wanted something so bad it hurt, or you felt as if you couldnt wait anymore.i just dont know how much more waiting i can do. why cant i just have it now!life again slapping me across the facethanx</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/4763209065860168256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=4763209065860168256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/4763209065860168256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/4763209065860168256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-kills.html' title='it kills!'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-4432362880141254579</id><published>2008-10-21T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T00:37:20.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>october</title><summary type='text'>october has been so weird for me.ive felt lost and sad and confused this whole month.i lost my grandpa and that hurt me so bad. i still get sad when i think about it. ive never had anyone close to me pass. i miss my papi beto.well my other grandpa is back yet again from mexico i swear he might as well live here. lol. hes so funny.i cant help but feel bi polar. i cant help but think some thing is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/4432362880141254579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=4432362880141254579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/4432362880141254579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/4432362880141254579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/10/october.html' title='october'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-7727636333219499531</id><published>2008-09-14T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T00:06:25.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shorty is a 10</title><summary type='text'>ok so i have a job interview on tuesday!im pretty excited.i need to leave my current hell hole of a job quick!hopefully i get it, being broke doesnt fly with me..okcar payments aint fun when you get your hrs cutman if i get it ill be able to chill again and stop worrying about everything!i really wanna go see cynthia in san diego since she moved there!im excited about my drive up to san francisco</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/7727636333219499531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=7727636333219499531' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/7727636333219499531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/7727636333219499531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/09/shorty-is-10.html' title='shorty is a 10'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-2935514454640466869</id><published>2008-09-01T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T17:22:16.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i got it back</title><summary type='text'>ok so i think im kinda falling for a boy.its so strange to feel this. i haven't felt this in like  a yr.im so happy. i mean like all the fuckin time! i think about his ass all the mother fuckin time! i cant help it. i wanna talk to him all the time!jeez i got it bad..hehe..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/2935514454640466869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=2935514454640466869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/2935514454640466869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/2935514454640466869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-got-it-back.html' title='i got it back'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-9168534489604026765</id><published>2008-08-12T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T16:46:00.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tehehe</title><summary type='text'>i have really nothing to major to talk about.same shit different day.but not bad horrible shit. just life shit.im happy, things are going smooth. ive regained faith.its hard to put into word what i feel, i just know i feel different.content in my own bad luck haha:]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/9168534489604026765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=9168534489604026765' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/9168534489604026765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/9168534489604026765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/08/tehehe.html' title='tehehe'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-5399042478049540649</id><published>2008-07-28T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T02:13:16.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh man</title><summary type='text'>is it just me or does it piss you off so see people so fuckin happy sometimes.not that im some hateful bitter unhappy bitchim really nothateful or a bitch or bittermaybe just good grief you know?no but i chose this rut and here i lay.happy in my own bizarre maybe so unhappiness.witch isnt relay unhappinessmore like damn you all shakes fist but ends up laughing after i do so kinda thingoh man.i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/5399042478049540649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=5399042478049540649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/5399042478049540649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/5399042478049540649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-man.html' title='oh man'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-9106262797469942796</id><published>2008-07-28T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T01:21:31.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to whom this may concern</title><summary type='text'>i was recently told by someone to check these out so i did, on youtube obviouslyi watch the trailers so i can get a sense of the movie before i watch themprincess mononokespirited awayhowls moving castlemy neighbor totorofull metal alchemistprincess mononoke and spirited away look beautifully made.my neighbor totoro is so cute, just the two little girls and the little mice things lolhowls moving </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/9106262797469942796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=9106262797469942796' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/9106262797469942796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/9106262797469942796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-whom-this-may-concern.html' title='to whom this may concern'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-3870664209388261093</id><published>2008-07-28T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:56:55.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no mames</title><summary type='text'>is it bad to be so self aware.to know exactly why you are the way you are and why you react a certain way. for only being 2o i know exactly how and why i am the way i am.its been good. but it messes wit me. ill catch myself before an act and try to counter it but i mess it up.or i try to be better at what i know i suck at and it never goes well either.i think i know more then i should, some how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/3870664209388261093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=3870664209388261093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/3870664209388261093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/3870664209388261093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-mames.html' title='no mames'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-2852865372730914156</id><published>2008-07-23T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T23:53:46.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for the sake of love</title><summary type='text'>i dont really like animebut i love me some Inuyasha and Kagomefuckin cartoon network &lt;3i also love harley, from batmanthats would be a sick halloween costume haha</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/2852865372730914156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=2852865372730914156' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/2852865372730914156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/2852865372730914156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-sake-of-love.html' title='for the sake of love'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-8270513144203948038</id><published>2008-07-17T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T00:36:54.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friends no more</title><summary type='text'>ok i dont know what to do.i have this guy friend and he really is a chill as guy. i consider him a good friend. a ride or die kinda friend.but he dated one of my friends. like they were engaged. and all this shit went down after they broke up.she doesnt really talk to him. so she say.so now im wondering is it bad if i still would like to be friends with him.they both will tell me shit and you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/8270513144203948038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=8270513144203948038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/8270513144203948038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/8270513144203948038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/07/friends-no-more.html' title='friends no more'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-6315888009518856435</id><published>2008-07-15T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T01:39:22.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thats not fair</title><summary type='text'>okay.i hate this whole double standard.why are girls sluts and guys "playas"if a guy were to say fuck im horny it'd be ok. but if i were to say oh god i want some id be a slut or people would assume im easy.theres a difference between sleeping around and maybe just feeling lonely, but its not like your gonna go run to some random dude and demand him to take his pants off.fuck people stop </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/6315888009518856435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=6315888009518856435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/6315888009518856435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/6315888009518856435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/07/thats-not-fair.html' title='thats not fair'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-638001696923752843</id><published>2008-07-10T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T12:18:12.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>peeping tom</title><summary type='text'>ok so i went late night lurking with my mom the other day.my mom and dad belong to this group in our church and they get together every friday. this friday they're coming to our house again.for 2 weeks they've been doing this secret santa thing where they buy something everyday and leave it for the couple they got.so at like 10 pm i was watching tv and i hear someone ring our door bell and i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/638001696923752843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=638001696923752843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/638001696923752843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/638001696923752843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/07/peeping-tom.html' title='peeping tom'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-4961299469489567406</id><published>2008-06-28T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T23:53:16.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>um hello?!</title><summary type='text'>does friend ship not mean anything to people now a days.fuck people.how can you be so close to someone. always have them run to you. you do everything for them. and then they just leave like its no big thing.twiceits been done to me twiceim sick of people making me feel like i wasnt as big as a part of there lives as they were mine.lately im starting to think i really dont have close friends </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/4961299469489567406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=4961299469489567406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/4961299469489567406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/4961299469489567406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/06/um-hello.html' title='um hello?!'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-507002094973771264</id><published>2008-06-25T00:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T01:06:13.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i need to be cured</title><summary type='text'>i am currently in love with the Jonas Brothers.did i just wake up and forget im about to be 21 in august?so i love cartoons, the disney channel, love everything hello kitty and im in love with the jonas brothers.haha..ill Never grow up hehe.is it wrong that my favorite is just 19! not even like turning 19 in August. omg. not good.can you guess which ones my fave? yea the one on the left with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/507002094973771264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=507002094973771264' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/507002094973771264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/507002094973771264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-need-to-be-cured.html' title='i need to be cured'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.tinypic.com/2wohjli_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-6178627148804556867</id><published>2008-06-24T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T01:18:58.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its not what it looks like</title><summary type='text'>i ask alot of questions, its not cuz im nosy im just curious.i guess i like knowing stuff about people. i would ask way more questions then i normally do but i dont want people to get the wrong idea.like i said theres a difference between me wanting to know shit about you and you giving me your life story that ive heard 5 trillion times already, stop being selfish.i found out i know one other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/6178627148804556867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=6178627148804556867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/6178627148804556867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/6178627148804556867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-not-what-it-looks-like.html' title='its not what it looks like'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-6751636303691832741</id><published>2008-06-23T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T00:51:56.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>also</title><summary type='text'>since when does being in a relationship give you the right to get all.......you know uh!its not like im jealous, i was the one that told you i just wanted to be friends.you dont gotta get all weird on me.ive been missing stuff alot lately. everything. i miss my friends. there are some people i could have sworn id never miss cuz we'd always be so tight. and i find myself missing them. i think </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/6751636303691832741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=6751636303691832741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/6751636303691832741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/6751636303691832741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/06/also.html' title='also'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-33460308311586739</id><published>2008-06-23T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T00:37:32.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let me talk to you for a minute</title><summary type='text'>i love late night conversations i do, but i hate it when your talking to some one and you just dont wanna talk anymore so you start feeling bad so you make up some bs lie. oh im getting tired. and then they catch you on myspace and you get a message from them hey i though you went to sleep. then you have to cover that up. jeez.if someone didnt wanna talk to me i wouldnt care, just can say they're</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/33460308311586739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=33460308311586739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/33460308311586739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/33460308311586739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/06/let-me-talk-to-you-for-minute.html' title='let me talk to you for a minute'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-3819321008481596403</id><published>2008-06-20T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T02:04:56.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>plant a tree</title><summary type='text'>its hella hot AGAIN!jeeeezand i have the worst one arm tan. my fuckin left arm is darker then my right arm. when i drive the suns always burning up that arm. so now i have this light farmers tan. ON ONE ARMlife is so not fair&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/3819321008481596403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=3819321008481596403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/3819321008481596403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/3819321008481596403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/06/plant-tree.html' title='plant a tree'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-7627446260466688104</id><published>2008-06-13T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T01:49:14.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the black abyss</title><summary type='text'>i just watched serendipity for the first time.i first have to say that i LOVE john cusak. damn. if he were younger or i was older. i loved him back in the 80's. hes the dorky awkward cute boy of my dreams.back to the movie.i believe in fate. completely. i believe as we go about living our lives there are clues left for us to see, letting us know exactly what is mean for us.i've left alot of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/7627446260466688104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=7627446260466688104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/7627446260466688104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/7627446260466688104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/06/black-abyss.html' title='the black abyss'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-5249519368374067856</id><published>2008-06-03T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T23:53:20.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is easy</title><summary type='text'>i could go on forever.there are to many songs. the older the better.even tho people have called dashboard confessional "emo" and even me for LOVING them, i love them!!this band is the perfect soundtrack for love.for falling into love, and falling out. i prefer the first one.i could fall in love with them playing in the back ground.even tho technically its only one guy in the "band" whatever ill </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/5249519368374067856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=5249519368374067856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/5249519368374067856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/5249519368374067856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-easy.html' title='this is easy'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-8645353978223097809</id><published>2008-06-01T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T02:13:51.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my nails are a tangy pink</title><summary type='text'>have you ever just needed to talk. and have someo one listen and give you advise or help you sort things out. you know. like when you talk and talk and basically rationalize and solve your own problem with out there help really, but it was nice that they listened.i havent wanted to talk to anyone of my usual friends. i dont know.the people who i would  ant to talk to are probly to busy and then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/8645353978223097809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=8645353978223097809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/8645353978223097809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/8645353978223097809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-nails-are-tangy-pink.html' title='my nails are a tangy pink'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-5001296879663904781</id><published>2008-06-01T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T01:46:45.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>la pinche vida</title><summary type='text'>so. the boy.i havent been avoiding him. more like "i lost my phone sorry i missed that call" kinda shit you know. or i m busy sorry i cant hang. im a horrible horrid girl that will be forced to walk the world only breaking hearts and never getting the chance to love and be loved.hes already in a love hurts incubus kinda mood.aw!!! more akward asian face!!!!!! im doing my best to make it a proper </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/5001296879663904781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=5001296879663904781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/5001296879663904781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/5001296879663904781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-pinche-vida.html' title='la pinche vida'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-4527238147130395499</id><published>2008-05-28T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:27:53.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what to do..</title><summary type='text'>sometimes i dont even know why this sort of thing ever happens. its not like its my fault but, matters of the heart are always tricky.so, my ex all of a sudden has been txting me alot. which is cool. hes such a rad kid i wanted to stay friends. but i think after a break up there has to be a little distance just to kinda of make it easier. whatever, anyways. so lately it has been like a everyday </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/4527238147130395499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=4527238147130395499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/4527238147130395499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/4527238147130395499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-to-do.html' title='what to do..'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-141870950332163166</id><published>2008-05-23T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T01:09:50.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 blind mice</title><summary type='text'>i feel as if my parents got a divorce.my two best friends cynthia and andrea, for lack of a better word, are not friends anymore. so it kinda sucks. if i do go to southcity i have to go once for andrea and again for cynthia. i really dont mind. the drive is like nothing, my cars is SO good on gas :]. i love the drive. plus when i go down there it gives me a chance to see other people to.its just,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/141870950332163166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=141870950332163166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/141870950332163166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/141870950332163166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/05/3-blind-mice.html' title='3 blind mice'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-5028796146132531052</id><published>2008-05-19T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:38:44.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pity</title><summary type='text'>my favorite song for life &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3!!!!!doesnt it make you want to get all romantic.&lt;3&gt;ok i think im done posting the videos.lol.so hows life? GREAT.im so bored. i feel like i have nothing to do lately. like im just sitting with nothing new to tell. dang. so my dog got into the house while we were all one. needless to say, shit [NOT as in caca, but like in our stuff] was everywhere he went </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/5028796146132531052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=5028796146132531052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/5028796146132531052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/5028796146132531052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/05/pity.html' title='pity'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-9111509130543313439</id><published>2008-05-18T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T23:07:34.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>arg huuuuu um paaa</title><summary type='text'>so i missed out on the junanes concerti still havent seen narnia.oh man.i got the rest of my life lol.i told my brother i was gonna start a skateboarding crew, and he laughed at me. i told him i was gonna recruit our next door neighbor, hes this little asian 12 yr old. hes pretty good. better them me. but hey i can learn. fuck have a little faith.ill hurt myself maybe brake a bone. im a big </summary><link 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-6458711269939736297</id><published>2008-05-16T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T01:37:21.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beware</title><summary type='text'>i cant wait for cristian to spend the summer.he's like my little brother.i talked to him today and we just laughed about all the shit we did last time he was here and all the shit we wanna do.and about random shit.marching band?instead of rock bad.hahahaha oh man.yay :]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/6458711269939736297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=6458711269939736297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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official.i will end up alone with 10 cats.  dont laugh. ill be happy. i love cats. and ill only pretend to be crazy. wont be too hard.i swear everyone, i mean everyone, is with someone. its like annoying. i never noticed it until this past week. maybe cuz half of the people i know all have relationship issues they are stressing over and they all came to me to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/4398537397142420295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=4398537397142420295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/4398537397142420295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/4398537397142420295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/05/stupid-dumb.html' title='stupid dumb'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-4742879168090167736</id><published>2008-05-14T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T00:50:16.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thats it</title><summary type='text'>i think i fell in love and his name is simon rex aka mc dirt nastyhaha. hes so hot. and his raps are sick i must admit.el guapo haha..ok okay he's kinda wack. but i like wack.also i just talked to my friend and he has hecka drama with his girlfriend.she has all this baggage that she cant let go of. she doesn't treat him fairly because she was so un appreciated before she became defensive and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/4742879168090167736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=4742879168090167736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/4742879168090167736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/4742879168090167736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/05/thats-it.html' title='thats it'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-2906740956926286762</id><published>2008-05-13T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:51:14.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i have to have it</title><summary type='text'>i want rock band bad.so i just played today with whole band and everything and i want it bad!dude the drums are so much fun to play.its so fun to play with hella people.must must must musti cant wait to be in south city saturday and sunday :]finally ive been lazyso my friend is going sky diving with hella people tomorrow morning. and im the loser that has to work all day so i miss out :[im </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/2906740956926286762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-2221390545602481460</id><published>2008-05-13T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T01:04:47.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nope.</title><summary type='text'>so i love this is song right now i just think its kinda super cute.but i cant find a good video on you tube for it so here are the lyricsdr manhattan- Tracy's bunsThank God for your hair and your... eyes... and...Thank you for your hair and your eyes and your gums,Thank God for your hip bones and your plavey and your buns,Thank God...Thank you for your nose and always keeping it in my business,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/2221390545602481460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=2221390545602481460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/2221390545602481460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/2221390545602481460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/05/nope.html' title='nope.'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-4221028487756540998</id><published>2008-05-13T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:30:29.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hold my own hand</title><summary type='text'>so ive been feeling very oh la la lately.i dont know exactly what it may mean.i guess im over being a brutal bitch when it comes to boys.i can be very cynical.but im so hopeful.i guess ive settled into being single.before i wanted to be single with no interruptions, i was kinda stand off ish about it. i didnt want to even be looked at.but i guess i miss liking someone.i love having a crush. i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/4221028487756540998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=4221028487756540998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/4221028487756540998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/4221028487756540998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/05/hold-my-own-hand.html' title='hold my own hand'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-7345710224196833662</id><published>2008-05-12T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T01:55:56.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>es amor</title><summary type='text'>i cant wait to have that again.i hope you all have it, if you do hold on to it.if not we will soon :]man this song makes me just wanna dance!!la la la la layes even at 2am in my room i dance</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/7345710224196833662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=7345710224196833662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/7345710224196833662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/7345710224196833662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/05/es-amor.html' title='es amor'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-1704303534193830714</id><published>2008-05-11T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T15:39:08.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brand new</title><summary type='text'>so i got up and danced around my room for a bit.im starting new.im erasing everything from the top of my head to the tip of my toes.im building myself up again.your more then welcome to join.i have HELLA ice creamYUM!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/1704303534193830714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=1704303534193830714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/1704303534193830714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/1704303534193830714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/05/brand-new.html' title='brand new'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-8052803163303949613</id><published>2008-05-11T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T14:55:59.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little bit of me</title><summary type='text'>i dont know whats going on with me anymore?ive been feeling so tired lately.i sleep in way too much.i dont fall asleep till 3.im getting worried.i feel as if i have nothing to look forward to.i have no reason to wake up some mornings.im so tired with my life. not in a suicidal way, but im tired of the life ive fallin into here in san jose. everything here is getting to me. i feel stressed, i feel</summary><link 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-3448728940329962137</id><published>2008-05-09T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T14:29:14.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>see boys win my heartMUSTACH!!! "its a me mario"hahathe guy in the green looks like hes fucking a dog or something in the corneroh my..scream in that mic.. ;]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/3448728940329962137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=3448728940329962137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/3448728940329962137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/3448728940329962137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/05/seen-boys-win-my-heart-mustach-its-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-5791926681400079312</id><published>2008-05-09T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T02:20:28.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>never</title><summary type='text'>so i MAY make lesbian jokes all the time.i make passes at my lesbian friends.whatever.but im not gay or bi what so everyea i think girls are SO fuckin sexy, and yea maybe ive thought about it..but nah i like my sausage and balls..hahahaill admit it a naked girl is way prettier then a naked guy.ill also admit it ill check myself out in front of the mirror before getting in the shower. not cuz i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/5791926681400079312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=5791926681400079312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/5791926681400079312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/5791926681400079312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/05/never.html' title='never'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-7362465294024546932</id><published>2008-05-09T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T01:51:04.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if this was the end</title><summary type='text'>if i were to die i would want my last memory be a good one. i dont know what that would be, maybe im hoping the best memory i would have for myself is yet to come.i just want to know that even if things didnt work out as planned i tried and had fun with it either way. when it rained i ran through it. when things fell apart i made something new from it. when i cried i smiled through it.if that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/7362465294024546932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-3445530105529132203</id><published>2008-05-07T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T02:17:43.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty much</title><summary type='text'>i want something new.a lot of somethings new.i mean im happy. work sucks. some people are kinda shady. but besides that i do have some people that i do love and trust. so its nice.i made a promise to myself i still haven't broken, and its easier everyday not to.i need to get out and move about.whats up with them millions blogs a day thing? haha..i get bored late at night, alone.wheres my pony? oh</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/3445530105529132203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-8187237338389209410</id><published>2008-05-07T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T02:24:51.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>white out</title><summary type='text'>whats better to be lied to, to cover up something that can hurt you.or be told the truth and have it ruin days to come.i hate being lied to. i try so hard not to lie to people.but there have been times that i knew i was being lied to, but it sounded so good i went along with it.there are times i dont trust what i hear, but its better then getting into some pointless argument with someone.is it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/8187237338389209410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=8187237338389209410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/8187237338389209410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/8187237338389209410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/05/white-out.html' title='white out'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-6246066061975898774</id><published>2008-05-07T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:50:09.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>who doesnt love jesus</title><summary type='text'>except the..kidding!im not going to go there haha..never mindi went to a two hour church with my parents today. from the beginning i felt out of place. why? well im glad you asked. because it was a "special" church for all the couples that went to the marriage retreat. i didnt go. im no part of a couple, far from it. but what the hey i went along with it. i then started to look around at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/6246066061975898774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-471403856280029521</id><published>2008-05-05T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:50:09.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>please</title><summary type='text'>im worried about my cat. im trying not to think about it too much cuz it hurts. but i need to let it out.he went missing for a couple of days. he's done that before so i wasnt too worried about it, i knew he'd come back. so he finally did this morning. he looked so bad. he was so dirty and has this cut on his cheek. he was beat up pretty bad. i dont know what other cat did this to him, but if i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/471403856280029521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-3108342470068371814</id><published>2008-05-02T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T02:37:36.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kitty</title><summary type='text'>my poor cat wont come home cuz of the dog. hes been gone for 2 days now. hes done this before, the longest he's gone is like 5 days i think. my cats a dick cuz the puppy just wants to play he'll even get down to show him he wont fight. but my cat just hises at him and looks like he's gonna claw his face off.chachi come home!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/3108342470068371814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=3108342470068371814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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tomorrw then you did today.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/2030739938287365144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=2030739938287365144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/2030739938287365144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/2030739938287365144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-kiss.html' title='the last kiss'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-931445575683646570</id><published>2008-05-01T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:50:09.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sun was high</title><summary type='text'>my day after work:i walked my dog. he still gets scared when cars pass by. he follows people alot, hes realy play ful. we past by the house with a little ass chiwawa and he actually ran down to the end of the block! omg..scardy cat..i took him to the cayote park/ creek right across the street of my house. when i look out my window all i see are trees and the fence seperating the street tot he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/931445575683646570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-4617016950918755103</id><published>2008-05-01T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:21:28.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate you</title><summary type='text'>I don't care what colour you are. I don't care where you're from. I don't care what you do for a living. I don't care what class you are, how you dress, what you smoke or drink or who you know or whom you've fucked. I hate you all. I hate every last living, breathing, snot and feces producing, promiscuously copulating, celebrity obsessed, opinionated one of you. From right here in Toronto right </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/4617016950918755103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=4617016950918755103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/4617016950918755103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/4617016950918755103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-hate-you.html' title='i hate you'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-2281527714177098476</id><published>2008-04-30T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T23:47:32.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>todo va estar bien</title><summary type='text'>i don't believe we are meant to be alone.some of us are smart enough to recognize a good thing and hold on to it.some will regret one little sentence for the rest of there lives.but if your a good person, love is always close.we might have been hurt, we might have even hurt others.but love to so beautiful for it to not happen for you.we will have it. we will be okay in the end.dont ever beg for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/2281527714177098476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-8173106579212981259</id><published>2008-04-30T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T01:51:22.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in your dreams</title><summary type='text'>ok so i had this dream..um..im not sure if should even talk about it really.basically i was laying in bed with a guy who is suppose to be my boyfirend. we're talking as he has his arms on my waist and then he says something to me. that i will not repeat..but its juicy. i then give him this smirk and raise my eye brow and say something equally as juicy to him. then i get up and press my body </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/8173106579212981259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=8173106579212981259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/8173106579212981259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/8173106579212981259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-your-dreams.html' title='in your dreams'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-5999111859152765979</id><published>2008-04-30T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T00:16:02.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the namesake</title><summary type='text'>i watched this movie "the namesake" and i definitely recommend it.its basically about this indian couple that are arranged to get married, then move to new york. once they're there the movie focuses on there relationship. the husband lived in new york, but his wife has never left india so everything is completely new to her.they soon have kids who grow up in this american world seen as just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/5999111859152765979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-8198016646230683585</id><published>2008-04-28T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T01:13:44.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im falling in love with the summer, and it isnt even here yet</title><summary type='text'>and isnt isnt a word..so im kinda stressing over school a little right now. i got a call thursday that i dont start till may 12, i was originally told april 28. so okay i call back leave a message, and NEVER get a call back. i then speak to this lady from financial aid and she told me she was told i dont start till may 12 too. so im hella confused so on firday i go downtown to the school. and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/8198016646230683585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-969145136715712506</id><published>2008-04-25T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T01:53:15.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lost in a diffrent world</title><summary type='text'>what the fuck!why do people have to be so irresponsible? its not fair. i get all my shit done and on TIME, and because of other people i have to suffer with them.its not fair.so what am i suppose to do sit and wait while some people grow up and i have to be dragged down with them until then.how do you tell someone that you dont think you can be there friend anymore.how do you tell someone that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/969145136715712506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=969145136715712506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/969145136715712506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/969145136715712506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/lost-in-diffrent-world.html' title='lost in a diffrent world'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-3630500429633321151</id><published>2008-04-25T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T00:57:44.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>legends of rock</title><summary type='text'>theres nothing like sitting back and playing a couple rounds of guitar hero.it realy gets your mind off stuff you dont really want to be thinking about.dude!! i hate raining blood by slayer. it took me like 7 tries in a row to finally beat it. its a awesome song, its just hard. i got like the worst hand cramp after words. i love that they had muse in it by the way. took me back to the concert </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/3630500429633321151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=3630500429633321151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/3630500429633321151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/3630500429633321151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/legends-of-rock.html' title='legends of rock'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-897333735525592330</id><published>2008-04-24T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T11:56:10.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dazed and confused</title><summary type='text'>i need to get my eye brows done...so i start school on monday. i havent been to school in a while. esp a monday thru Friday school. im nervous, but im not sweating it. its from 9 to 1, meaning i gotta stop with this insomnia and get my ass to sleep by 11. almost impossible.i will be going for 18 months straight!!!! well i get a vacation for Christmas and new years, but that all i know about for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/897333735525592330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=897333735525592330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/897333735525592330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/897333735525592330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/dazed-and-confused.html' title='dazed and confused'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-7609905277380814156</id><published>2008-04-24T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T00:08:34.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sour cherry</title><summary type='text'>go home its over</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/7609905277380814156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=7609905277380814156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/7609905277380814156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/7609905277380814156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/sour-cherry.html' title='sour cherry'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-6354835054137483452</id><published>2008-04-23T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T23:33:50.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dumb ass trick</title><summary type='text'>so my cousin is a douche bag, so be it. all she had to say was that she didnt even want to read the shit my mom had to say to her, and went on to insult us both.my responce was simple, i called her a stupid ass ignorant bitch cuz she knows she read it and i guess trying to be the bigger person and keep the peace wont work with her. i told her she was a waste of time. her whole life has been she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/6354835054137483452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=6354835054137483452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/6354835054137483452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/6354835054137483452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/dumb-ass-trick.html' title='dumb ass trick'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-349133007424697194</id><published>2008-04-23T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:26:12.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deep in my memory</title><summary type='text'>ill bite my lip for as long as i want</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/349133007424697194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=349133007424697194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/349133007424697194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/349133007424697194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/deep-in-my-memory.html' title='deep in my memory'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-1604076857034327920</id><published>2008-04-22T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T23:49:35.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>porque</title><summary type='text'>so basically my cousin wrote me with hella shit again.its getting old quick.all she had to say is that im sheltered and have no life because of it. that i let other people control my life. that i dont understand whats its like to live in the real world. and that my mom runs her mouth to my whole family about them.my response, well its to much to put on here. but..i told her that just because i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/1604076857034327920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=1604076857034327920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/1604076857034327920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/1604076857034327920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/porque.html' title='porque'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-2823563746797848572</id><published>2008-04-22T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T00:30:19.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so disappointed.</title><summary type='text'>im so disillusioned right now.i went from feeling confusion, rage, disgust, to disappointment.so ima just put it all on here.my cuzn sent me this message: yeah so I'm just going to say it straight out, you're a little bitch dude. why the fuck do you have to tell your bitch ass mom everything we talk about? do you know how much fucking drama you just started? all because you have a huge ass mouth.</summary><link 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-8128937129160132741</id><published>2008-04-21T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:36:56.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just to see if you can hold 'em</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/8128937129160132741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=8128937129160132741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/8128937129160132741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/8128937129160132741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-to-see-if-you-can-hold-em.html' title='just to see if you can hold &apos;em'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-6707249124201922690</id><published>2008-04-21T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T02:21:38.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>take my sleep</title><summary type='text'>♥lets cuddle</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/6707249124201922690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=6707249124201922690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/6707249124201922690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/6707249124201922690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/take-my-sleep.html' title='take my sleep'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-8960917684762960858</id><published>2008-04-21T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T02:02:07.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flash back</title><summary type='text'>so i was on the phone with cynthia, and we just started talking about high school and all our funny stories and the people we knew.i miss it sometimes.we then just talked about how much our lifes have changed since leaving high school and where we are now.its funny how one minute you feel like you have your life figured out and one thing can change all that. how one thing shakes it all and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/8960917684762960858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=8960917684762960858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/8960917684762960858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/8960917684762960858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/flash-back.html' title='flash back'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-3943943962046648590</id><published>2008-04-20T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T01:26:12.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lo mejor</title><summary type='text'>today was a good day. a much needed day.i took care of my cuzn, we goofed around all day. i then spend quality time with my brother being stupid, we pretended to be ninjas.i washed the car to my load music. washed the dog.it was so nice. i even fell asleep with him on my lap for a while. before i washed him i played with him for hours. he attacked his toys chased a soccer ball. my plan was to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/3943943962046648590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-847652547686615163</id><published>2008-04-19T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T15:16:01.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mask they wear</title><summary type='text'>so....another "job rant"all i can say is now i know how it really is there. i know whos real and whos fake. so ericka [who i ♥ and is upfront]called me after work on friday. i told her what john [my boss] said and she straight up said she never said a thing to him. she told me it was probably oanh [the asian skan married man dick sucker] who complained, and because my boss does everything she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/847652547686615163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=847652547686615163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/847652547686615163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/847652547686615163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/mask-they-wear.html' title='mask they wear'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-644195165582999225</id><published>2008-04-18T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T02:28:29.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im addicted</title><summary type='text'>i cant stop blogging!!!i may not have a way with words and ryhmes but fuck it..i think something lives in my closet. im about to 21 in august and im STILL afraid of my closet!!!!you dont understand it makes noises!! im not kidding, would i kid about something as serious as el cucuy? NOsome one save me im scared.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/644195165582999225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=644195165582999225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/644195165582999225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/644195165582999225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-addicted.html' title='im addicted'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-761109014861903226</id><published>2008-04-18T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T00:41:02.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>suck it</title><summary type='text'>so i was right. everything does work out in the end. i told my boss i wouldn't come in at all tuesdays, so now i can work with my aunt. ill have my own desk there too! cool i cant wait to put shit up and decorate it. my boss is such a caca about letting me put shit up. i had cool name tags my friends made me, but i had to take them down. also ill be there thursdays. the goal is to leave my job </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/761109014861903226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=761109014861903226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/761109014861903226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/761109014861903226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/suck-it.html' title='suck it'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=7150150978264807350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/7150150978264807350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/7150150978264807350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/byob.html' title='B.Y.O.B'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-6951870856596283579</id><published>2008-04-16T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T00:06:33.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreadful</title><summary type='text'>so to keep it short, my boss cut my hours.yes im pissed to say the least. it was such crap. so i get a txt from diva. she tells me her boss talk to her and i knew when i walked in my boss was going to have a talk with me. he gave me these bs reasons as to why he feels the need to cut my hours. i guess the company isnt making money. i tried so hard to just bite my tongue. there was so much i could</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/6951870856596283579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=6951870856596283579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/6951870856596283579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/6951870856596283579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/dreadful.html' title='dreadful'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-3252046394106851554</id><published>2008-04-16T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T01:40:41.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>take me</title><summary type='text'>i feel lost.i feel stressed.i feel hurt.i feel alone.its so weird for me to get like this. im usually so happy and up beat about things. but lately somethings been getting to me. i know its more then just my job.i realized that im missing something. its hard to pin point what exactly. i feel like i lost something.i need an escape fast.i miss my friends alot.i miss myself.so i promised andrea and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/3252046394106851554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=3252046394106851554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/3252046394106851554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/3252046394106851554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/take-me.html' title='take me'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-2033899282818298229</id><published>2008-04-16T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T01:26:17.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the hell with being polite</title><summary type='text'>ok okso ive said it once and ill say it again, i HATE my job. at first it was like i hate it, but i didnt mind it. it wasnt like i would wake up and just think to myself shit do i really have to go?but i do now! at first i thought maybe the lack of sleep was getting to me. i still think it might be. but its beyond that. ive been there for like 2 yrs in august. i think ive been there long enough </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/2033899282818298229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=2033899282818298229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/2033899282818298229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/2033899282818298229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/hell-with-being-polite.html' title='the hell with being polite'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-7300139111889737356</id><published>2008-04-15T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T01:44:37.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>has it come to this</title><summary type='text'>i really dont know if im the blogging type. im not the kind of person to get all personal on something so public.i have issues with opening up completely. i think its because i have an issue with being completely honest to myself sometimes.its so much easier to say you dont care and try so hard to not care, then just be honest about how hurt you are.if ive learned anything from past relationships</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/7300139111889737356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=7300139111889737356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/7300139111889737356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/7300139111889737356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/has-it-come-to-this.html' title='has it come to this'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=137560193572387966&amp;postID=8460792921205319241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/8460792921205319241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/137560193572387966/posts/default/8460792921205319241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/2008/04/these-are-days.html' title='these are the days'/><author><name>sUP kIDS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154376289057277085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-3534034716159389128</id><published>2008-04-10T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T02:11:09.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cuz im a dirty girl</title><summary type='text'>damn dude i hate my job. its starting to really annoy me. i really am under paid for what they have me doing and what i have to put up with. im suppose to be working right now, but my boss isnt here and that damn asian girl that thinks is my boss isnt here either. so ima take a breakand blog like the gish fag bag that i am..lameo!omg check this out:do work. i dont watch the show unless its on, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/3534034716159389128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dh1AwBShBH0/SAGKkmjCcxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Hnvn1ZPi0tI/S220/DSCI0194.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-137560193572387966.post-1706283297015653863</id><published>2008-04-10T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T02:10:25.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello world</title><summary type='text'>sup kids :]so this is my first official blog, what to talk about? hmmm..i guess i can start off with what i just told gabe "fuck a boy all i need is my favorite song"i feel like everyone around me is happy in a relationship, and im happy for everyone really.i just feel left out at times because of it, but at the same time i really dont want a serious relationship. its something i decided back in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blissfullyaware.blogspot.com/feeds/1706283297015653863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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