<?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-3832061</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:06:58.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>XmEgGiEaNnEX</title><subtitle type='html'>Random ranting, ravings, concerns, and other "important" stuff that's neat.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-85820234</id><published>2002-12-10T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-10T20:13:37.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm doin better...yeah, i talked to marky today, and for like the 5th time, he said that i'm not letting it go.  i didn't really want to let it go...but now that he's said it so many times, i know that i need to let it go.  i did.  i prayed and asked God to take the burden of yurning for him away.  so now, i still miss him since i haven't seen  him in a while, and i still love him, but i can live without.  hopefully it'll die down, because i have a feeling that we won't get back together.  *sigh* my hopes were high today, but then i talked to marky, and i got this bad vibe that things weren't gonna work out.  that's okay, even though i would like that.  hehe, you're gonna think i'm stupid...okay, i thought i could like...well, not win, but get him back by being all nice and pretty and stuff, but i never tried it because i knew he wouldn't fall for it.  he can see past your outer appearance and see into how you're really feeling.  i don't know how he does it, but that's another reason....that mmm, mmhmm.  :-/ gah, i can't say that anymore.  okay okay, i'll get over it.  yep, hm, i'm gonna change the layout after christmas for my website.  i've started playin with paint shop pro for the title thing.  it looks neat so far. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-85820234?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85820234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85820234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85820234' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-85806788</id><published>2002-12-10T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-10T15:25:25.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, i was sooo happy in the midst of all this bad/weird stuff happening to me.  mm, you can ask me in person if you know me why i'm so happy.  actually, i'll tell you.  yeah, it has to do with marky...i don't know why i was happy, i just was.  i kept thinking about him ALLL day, and yeah, it made me happy.  but um, three guys like me that i know of...that's the bad part.  *sigh*, oh man, i got scared in 3rd period.  i have art, so the tables are big and there's two to a table, so i'm sitting next to this one dude that's in a wheelchair...he's cool and all; well, not really, he's kinda annoying.  but anyways, i'm sitting there listening to the girl in front of me tell me something, and oh man, i almost slapped this guy, i coulda swore he touched me leg and was rubbing it.  but i don't know if he did...his hands were under the table, anndd, yeah, i knew it wasn't me ahah, sooo...blahhh.  i got sooo scared.  i didn't know what to do...i froze..yeah, that's what i did.  but anyways, i don't want to talk about that anymore.  it creeps me out.  i don't know if that guy really did though 'cause i could hardly feel it.  whatever.  i'm prolly lying or something.  ahh! *changes subject* anyways, i cant wait to see marky the next time..i see him hehe.  i don't know if we'll hang out this weekend or not.  i hope so.  maybe he'll pick me up tomorrow....:-).  *sigh* i still love him so much.  i can't describe it.  whenever someone asks me how much love him, i can't answer because i get a loss of words.  but i don't think i should be saying that...we're broken up.  i can't help it.  i love him as much as i did before this whole thing. it's been about a month..in a couple days.  *sigh*, Nov.25...that was a monday, it would have been a year, but that was our unofficial thing, it would have been 5 months on last sunday...the 8th.  i cried both those days.*sigh* i'm gonna go before i start crying again.,..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-85806788?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85806788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85806788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85806788' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-85714495</id><published>2002-12-08T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-08T22:17:05.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay..i'm super excited for the youth webpage i designed...it was super-fun to do.  now dean is gonna manage it i think, so yeah.  i'm gonna work on my site name design thing too now since i have some time.  that's fun.  um, here's the link to my youth group &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/youth_on_the_rock2003/index.htm"&gt;webpage&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-85714495?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85714495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85714495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85714495' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-85658965</id><published>2002-12-07T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-07T16:58:23.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>k, yeah, i'm not over it yet...what i said last time.  but yeah, right now, i'm gonna go to a Christmas party thing because kira wanted to go.  i was gonna wear my homecoming dress, but like, i realized it was too cold, and plus, i started crying again.  so instead, i'm wearing a comfy knit turtle neck thingy with jeans.  *aww* there's no place like home.  but anywho.  i have cramps.  yeepp.  it's like your body is being crushed all day by some heavy peice of metal machinery that has been in the fire for an hour.  ugh, i wish guys knew what we went through for them.  bah.  hahah...that's kinda funny.  yeah, we go through allll this, just so you can have some kids.  but of course, i love kids, but like, why can't the guy go through with all the pain.  the physical pain anyway.  they prolly go through all the emotional pain since we're always mean and pmsing all the time.  so nevermind.  that's hard to. i wouldn't like me either during that time.  whatever.  why am i telling you anyway?  mmm, yeah..bye *scurries off*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-85658965?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85658965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85658965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85658965' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-85562618</id><published>2002-12-05T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T15:38:29.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sigh* this makes me kinda upset....like, when i talk, no one hears me.  i know i have a quiet voice and all, but like, it sounds loud enough in my head.  but no one ever hears me...i mean, they DO hear me, the just can't hear what i said since i was so quiet.  *sigh* it kinda made me cry.  i don't know why i had to have a quiet voice.  God just made me that way.  like, even my closest friends can't hear me all the time.  i'm just kinda upset.  i had a bad day too.  i got a project in english, and everyone in my group wants to take the project of some one from last year that this girl knows that had that class.  i tried to tell them no, and tell them why, but they didn't listen.  they're the type of people who don't do their work too often.  yeah, and also, no one takes me seriously.  i don't know why.  is it 'cause i'm kinda funny or say wierd things sometimes?  c'mon...everyone does.  today in history class, this guy asked me what year the panama canal was turned over to the panamanians.  and i said, "dec. 31, 1999"  so he just sat there.  and he's like, "no, really, what's the date?"  and i got kinda upset at that.  i know it's just a little thing, but it's happened other times.  also, no one really thinks i would really do something that is out of my comfort zone.  i can't give any examples, but yeah, it goes into the thing that no one (with some exceptions) doesn't take my seriously.  ugh.  i'm prolly blowing this totally out of proportion, but that's what i feel.  i'm prolly depressed or something.  i dunno.  hhehe.  but yeah, it was making me kinda upset.  also, i hate whenever people judge me on how i look...'cause ya'll know that i'm 16, but i look like i could be 13 or someting, so everyone has this idea that i'm little miss perfect and i'm good at everything, which is totally bogus.  i don't mind when i know they're joking or something, but when they judge me on my looks...i hate it.  grr, anyway, i would put a comments thing at the end, but i don't know how, other wise you can email me at meggieanne@earthlink.net.  you're gonna hafta copy and paste that to your email service 'cause i'm not in the mood to do html.  till next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-85562618?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85562618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85562618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85562618' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-85562029</id><published>2002-12-05T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T15:25:05.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sooo happy, and yet so sad.  I learned what good qualities are about me.  My youth group friends told me at the study.  I was kinda embarrassed about it but don't know why, but I was.  I guess I have the gift of teaching or something.  They said that I have a sense of humor to go along with it.  That's good for a teacher.   Now, I wouldn't know what I'd want to teach at all.  Maybe English.  Perhaps photography?  I don't know.  I love photography and writing stuff.  It's a passion of mine.  I always wanted to take pictures¡Kthey capture moments in time and save it forever.  All pictures have some type of impact.  It's neat.  I want to publish my pictures in some type of magazine or periodical.  That would be fun.  For like a Christian magazine and stuff.  I would love it.  I'd get to travel and stuff.  I like traveling.  I just wouldn't want to go as far as another overseas country like Europe or something.  Well, I would for a couple weeks, but not just for taking pictures, like for a vacation with my future family.  That would be neat.  I want to go to Europe.   Like, Germany, or France, or Ireland, or Switzerland, or Russia.   I'd like that.  A lot.  I'd want to go on a cruise for my honeymoon though.  A cruise to the Caribbean or to Alaska.  *sigh* I'd like that lots.  But right now, I'd like to go on my honeymoon with one very special person in particular.  We're not dating any more though.  We may in the future.  We just wanted to  break for a little while to get closer to God.  We were taking eachother away from Him.  But yeah, anyway, I'd want to marry him..at least that's what I'm thinking right now.  He's just so awesome in every way.   You guys have no idea.  I love this guy sooo much.  Yeah, that's why I'm sad.  I love him, yet we're not together anymore.  No seriously, I love him.  Not just "ooo, I have a crush on youuuu.", it's true love.  I don't think it ever dies out.  But I hope it does if he isn't the one for me.  I don't want to go against God's will.  I've done that before.  I take it God hates when I do that hehe.   But anyway, I was just gonna say that I know my perfect guy out there is gonna be better than anyone else.  For right now, that's Marky.  I hope that never changes, but as I said before, if he's not the one..or a compatible one for me, then no¡KI won¡¦t marry him.  I'll just be best friends with him.  but yeah, I liked today bible study at night church.  It was awesome!  Hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-85562029?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85562029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85562029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85562029' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-85401678</id><published>2002-12-02T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-02T15:44:07.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah! i think i sent an email that i shouldn't have sent to marky...i felt bad the whole day.  he hasn't responded to it yet, so i don't know what he's thinking about rightnow.  maybe he had karate or something..i dunno, email me, or sign my guestbook at &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/meggieanne3712/index.html&gt;&lt;b&gt;my website&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-85401678?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85401678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85401678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85401678' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-85378303</id><published>2002-12-02T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-02T06:56:59.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>k, it's like 6.45 in the morning.  it's the end of the 4 day weekend.   i'm tired.  i have to go to school.  this sucks.  buuuut, let's be optimistic...k, it's a new day, i just had my 4 day weekend, and although i'm tired, i'll go to school today and make the best out of it...bah.  i liked the first one better.  yesterday, my boyfr......um, marky picked me up after church, and we went to knowlwoods (a restaurant if you didn't know), and we ate..and thennn we went to this party.  a house-warming party.  it was kinda boring, but i had people there to talk to.  then marky and i went back to his house.  i fell asleep on the couch, and then we left to go to church.  that's yesterday for ya.  mm, on thursday, it was thanksgiving, i went to my grandparents house to eat.  it was alright.  it's not like i would do it again. hehe.  um, on friday...i was on the computer for...like 10 straight hours.  jk, but it was longer than most internet freaks.  then on saturday i went to my friends house and spent the night.  it was fun....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-85378303?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85378303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85378303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85378303' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-85280905</id><published>2002-11-29T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-29T20:22:27.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you guys, you have no idea how much i miss marky.  i still love him as much as i did before..it's even been two weeks since we broke up.  i'm really sad.  BUT, i was happy when i called him today :-).  he sounded really happy like he always sounds on the phone, and like, we were just talking about lots of stuff for the few minutes we were talking.  he was bowling, so we didn't talk that much.  dude, it was awful, the other day i thought i was over it, but then i realized that i was pretending that i didn't love him anymore.  but i lied to myself..again.  it's amazing how the mind can manipulate the same mind *ponders*.  anywho, yeah, i was sitting at the computer working on my site (like i always am), and like i thought about him, and wondered if he still thinks about me, and then i thought about how much i DO love him, and i started crying.  i hadn't cried in like a week, but i did.  i just miss him so much.  i miss everything about him.  you don't understand.  EVERYTHING.  of course, i miss the kisses, and holding hands, but i mean, all the other stuff about him and he opened up about just to me.  he's awesome.  he still is.  he will always be...even if i get married to some other guy, he will always be awesome.  i'm gonna invite him everywhere with my future family if it's not with him.  hehe.  he's my best guy-friend. but anyways, i changed the layout on my site...you can take a look :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-85280905?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85280905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85280905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85280905' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-85134220</id><published>2002-11-26T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T16:05:41.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate sand.  it's so....&lt;i&gt;sandy&lt;/i&gt;.  but you're not sandy...and &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; is why i love you.  HAHAHAHA!  oh man, that's the funniest spoof i've ever seen of star wars.  i would give the link, but i can't get to the site 'casue it's being mean to me.  ya know the seen in star wars 2 where anakin and padme are standing outside?  yeah, he's like, "i hate the sand, it's so dry and course, but not like you...soft...." yeah something like that.  but yeah, whenever i see that movie i can't help but laugh, becasue i think of the "but you're not sandy" thing.  hahaha. ...*ahem*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-85134220?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85134220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85134220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85134220' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-85082333</id><published>2002-11-25T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T17:07:58.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i'm getting better at this breaking up business.  i dunno, i was with him for sooo long, so it was really hard on me and stuff.  it still is, but at least i'm not angry or very depressed anymore.  gah.  i don't like this at all.  guys are dumb.  ...most of them.  *ponder*.  *exhales*, anyway, i'm gonna talk bout something else that would be good.  hmmmm, i updated my website again.  it's lookin' neat.  i'm prolly gonna make a new website though to add on to that one, because i'm running out of space in that account, and i'm cheap, so i want to make another one without having to pay any money or anything.  hehe.  dude, i just got depressed again.  i'm prolly writing this for nothing.  i mean, i doubt anyone comes to this site...or MY site at all...except my friends and what not.  but i dunno, i'm doing this so others can see who i am and stuff, but i don't even think anyone comes.  welll, if you DO come, then you can sign my tagboard in my beliefs and opinions section. i gotta go do somemore updating..bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-85082333?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85082333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/85082333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85082333' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-84955174</id><published>2002-11-22T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-22T19:51:13.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i’m depressed right now.  oh man.  well, not literally, but i’m VERY sad.  *sigh* me and my boyfriend broke up on sunday; we both decided to do this.  but now it’s just hitting me that we did.  it’ll almost be a week in two more days that we’ve been apart.  but today i was talking to him online, and like, he was asking me about everything that i would want back....like my jacket (i could really care less about that), and then he asked about the ring he “stole” from me this one time about 5 or 6 months ago.  he asked if i wanted it back. i said no.  i wanted him to keep it.  then...i started crying.  ‘cause i still love him sooo much.  i don’t think he even realizes it.  but i do.  i hope he knows.  but yeah, so anyway, i just started crying like there was no tomorrow.  i told him and then he kinda got sad...i couldn’t really tell since it was online and all.  but i remember that he said jokingly, “the day i take off your ring is the day i break up with you.” and then he took it back because we were always talking about getting married and all.  we had practically planned our future.  the type of house we’d live in, our kids’ names, our dog...everything.  and then...this happened.  i pray that we will get back together.  one of the reasons was because our walk with God was getting a little strained and stuff, so we decided that this would be good.  *sigh* i mean, i reallly rreallllly want to get closer to God, and i have been during these last couple days.  but um, i miss him so much.  it’s hard because he’s given me spur of the moment types of things, like roses, and his baby blanket (which i’m cuddling right now), and like every time i see it, i think of him.  i don’t want to put it all somewhere else, because it’s been there for the past year, and i have good memories.  like for christmas, he gave me and box.  this glass box with a mirror on the bottom, it had dried flowers stuck between two peices of glass on each side.  it’s sooo gorgeous.  and the inside, there was a golden necklace.  it’s a sun.  he calls me sunshine.  and then for valentines he tried to send me some flowers at school, but it didn’t work out, so he came all the way from fullerton (he was even on the way to something) and he brought me three red long-stemmed roses.  you shoulda seen the smile on his face when he did both those things.  then i’d give him a whole mess of notes, emails, my ring, my bear, and some other stuff, oh yeah, candles, picture frames, and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was very sad today.  we watched spider man in first period and i cried at the slightest thing because i could sympathize with the character.  i dunno, maybe me and marky will get back together a little later...maybe in a couple months or weeks, or....years; if we’re still connecting.  but whenever this weird thing happens between me and him (because it’s happened like 3 or 4 other times), i just love him more.  i don’t know how, but i do.  i’m just like, wow, even if he’s far away from me, i still feel very close to him no matter what.  i mean, i’m always gonna love him no matter what.  but it might just be sisterly love and such.  but i’m praying that it could be some romantic love in there somewhere.  ’cause that’s what i’m feeling right now.  i don’t know if it’ll go away in a year.  or even two.  ...i just love him to pieces.  he’s an awesome guy, even with the frustrating stuff sometimes.  so whoever reads this can be praying for me, k?  okay.  *tears*...i love you, marky.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-84955174?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/84955174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/84955174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84955174' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-84641539</id><published>2002-11-16T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-16T17:41:55.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey peeps.  today has been a really lazy day.  i hardly did anything except homework and work on my site, but i was pretty fun and stuff.  i was gonna go to my boyfriends house, but he had to do something.  see, i was gonna go with him to go hang out with my friend that lives at the place he was going, but she wasn't there, she was with her "bf".  it's okay though.  i'm gonna miss him tons though.  oh man, i have lots of homework.  i hate this.  my teachers decide to conspire against me and give me projects all on the same day and are due like in the same week.  bah.  this is impossible.  i can't wait till next year. i'll have all my SAT tests out of the way and i'll be a senior.  woohoo!  whatever, it's prolly not as neat as it sounds.  after all, you get senioritis and what not.  and plus you gotta register for colleges and applying to everything in the whole united states.  this is madness.  why does life has to be tough.  i know why, 'cause adam and eve made it that way.  i'm not blaming it all on them actually, 'cause somebody would have messed up along the way anyhow.  but that'd be awesome we were, right now, living with Christ forever with him in all his glory.  that'd be awesome.  but nope, we have to die first.  not that i want to die right now...i still want to get married and have kids and all the stuff, but i know i'd be happier if He took me home.  oh yeah, and the rapture.  God is awesome.  He'll take care of us no matter what.  even if we mess up, which we WILL.  it's impossible to not mess up, it's our nature.  but we're not supposed to give in to it.  we're supposed to conquer it with Christ's help.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-84641539?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/84641539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/84641539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84641539' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-84295761</id><published>2002-11-09T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-09T17:25:04.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just kidding, i changed the URL to my site, so that one won't work, but i guess it doesn't matter since you guys came here throught that site and all.  so whatever.  welll, yes, i'm waiting for my boyfriend to pick me up.  he'll be here in like 20 minutes or so, so i'm just gonna type 'till he gets here and all that crap.  i don't know what we're gonna do.,  there's nothing really TO do.  it's raining outiside, so we might go to his friend's house.  that'd be neat.  it's always fun there.  of course, i HARDLY ever get bored.  i've only ONCE gotten bored in my life.  i'm serious.  i started crying and all.  my mom was all worried because she didn't know what was going on with me.  she thought something was wrong.  so yeah, i cried for about 20 minutes, then i found something to do. i forget what i did though, it was kinda a long time ago.  i think i just watched a movie or soemthing like that.  whatever.  ummml, i'm in the middle of trying to update my site to a flash one sorta.  ahah, i'm poor, so i hafta go to all these free sites to see if they have anything decent.  maybe later i'll get a website where i have to pay.  but for now, this'll have to do.  i was depressed when i didn't have a webpage for like a month because tripod wasn't letting me update or anthing, so i got mad at it and switched to geocities which is MUCH better.  i love it.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-84295761?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/84295761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/84295761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84295761' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-83649466</id><published>2002-10-27T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-10-27T22:41:09.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! i finally did my website!!!!  it's at:  &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/meggieanne3712/home.html"&gt;http://www.geocities.com/meggieanne3712/home.html&lt;/a&gt;  it's neat because i learned HTML just for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-83649466?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/83649466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/83649466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83649466' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-83574841</id><published>2002-10-26T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-26T18:47:55.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>k, you guys, i'm guessin this is gonna be new webpage...so enjoy it, 'cause it's just gonna be kinda boring.  until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-83574841?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/83574841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/83574841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83574841' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-83574524</id><published>2002-10-26T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-26T18:36:26.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah! does anyone know where i can get a preferably FREE website hosting place..besides tripod.  'caue i've been looking allll night, and i can't find any that accept HTML instead of a site builder thing.  i dunno, but you can email me: meggieanne@earthlink.net.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*, but whatever, no body prolly reads this, but that's okay.  i don't mind.  i just like to talk....uh..online i guess, 'cause i don't normally talk a lot in person unless i'm close to you. so yeah laters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-83574524?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/83574524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/83574524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83574524' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-83567988</id><published>2002-10-26T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-26T14:42:47.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm very distrought.  the dumb tripod isn't working so my website can't get updated anymore which is irritating me.  so i guess this is sort of my webpage now.  i'm in the process of learning HTML, so you guys will get a new website soon enough.  but right now, homework is beckoning me..bah.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-83567988?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/83567988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/83567988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83567988' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-83191934</id><published>2002-10-18T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-18T16:36:08.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so excited guys!  today, i get to see my boyfriend.  we're going to his friend's parents' anniversery.  it's gonna be fun 'cause his parents are cool.  they're mom and dad, but not at the same time...they're really laid back and stuff.  but anyways.  today, i actually had school spirit!  ahahah!  yeah yeah!  we had this pep rally thing, and like there were some competitions going on, so i went to go watch bcause lunch is boring so i just usually laugh at the cheerleaders.  so there was a karioke contest against all the classes.  the freshman we alright, but i could hardly stand their singing.  i thought the sophs were the best though 'cause it was soooooo funny what they did.  like this dude came out from the audience and was dancing all gay!  hahaha!  it was sooo funny/..you just had to see i s'pose.  then the juniors were up... and this one girl from choir sang...she was pretty good, but no one paid attention to her...just the dude that was dancing.  then seniors; the radio cut out and started goin the japanese station, so they were singing to japanese music.  my junior class won!  i was yelling and screaming and yeah.  then iwas over it.  and ate my lunch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i gave a speech for my chemistry class about zinc...nothing too interesting...so i won't go on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta split..i hafta get ready...  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-83191934?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/83191934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/83191934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83191934' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-82873404</id><published>2002-10-11T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-11T21:48:46.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehehe, i had an awesome time on thursday.  i was with my honey all day.  we went shopping for homecoming dresses and stuff for him, and that was kinda fun...mostly just to be with him, because, honestly, i don't like shopping that much...for clothes anyway.  but anyhow, it was a good day because after chruch he took me home, but i didn't want to go home yet, so i just stood there hugging him.  so then he takes me by the hand and moves his finger to his lips and tells me to go quickly to the car.  We get in and he speeds off to the park.  it was awesome there.  we just walked around in dark under the moonlight *sigh* so romantic *wink wink*.  then i ran and he "tackled" me.  it was fun.  but then 40 minutes passed by, so we had to leave.  it was a good day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, i'm just sitting here writing this because i can hardly keep my eyes open.  *yawn* i'm tired really early for some reason.  anways, i'll see you laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-82873404?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/82873404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/82873404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82873404' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-82659277</id><published>2002-10-07T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-08T07:15:44.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man, yesterday was a long day, that's why i didn't write.  So um, after church my friend stefannnie came over and like she was all sick and stuff, so she slept on my bed for the whole time practically until i woke her up, 'cause i was bored.  then we talked for a bit about my love, marky :-).  After that we watched this movie that i haven't seen in forever; it's called American Outlaws.  yeah, so we watched that i was missing my honey the whole time.  finally the movie was over so we went to sunday night church and worshiped.  it was awesome dude.  it was one of those times where i'm really into it.  i loved it.  after the study thing was over, we got to fellowship and all the good stuff.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, anyways, that was a boring summary about yesterday.  ANYWAYS, today was odd.  like in first period, i got chemistry on my hands from the developer in photo, so all day my hands have been smelling like a dirty diaper or something similar.  mm, then in history it was kinda scary.  my teacher was talking about the 13 colonies and all that, and all of a sudden we got on a thing about taxes.  about how the colonist were having a weaker government because they didn't have very good laws and stuff.  so we got in this discussion about how if we don't pay taxes, the government won't have any money to pay off bills.  We used to charge for tariffs (tax on imported goods).  that's why we don't make lot's of our own stuff..other countries do, so it's cheaper for them to make it by giving their employers only 10 cents an hour or something, so the tax is less that from us trying to sell it to ourselves.  so like, this brought on a conversation about bombs.  like how we make our own weapons and sell them to other countries like israel.  and that's why the jews aren't wiped out yet...because of the weapons we send them overseas and of course because of God's help.  but um, the arabs won't attack them because they are THE strongest military.  and so that's how it got to war.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the president is gonna give a talk today about whether or  not we will go to war with the arabs.  Which we probably will.  but then he will also warn us about a draft.  to draft all the younger kids that haven't gone on the college, 'cause he wants to kill all the young ones who are "stupid" or soemthign so the smart ones can govern the country.  but then i thought of all the guys i know and wondered how scared they must be to get killed in war.  leaving all their loved ones behind weeping for them.  so i was getting scared for my boyfriend.  i would cry if he went to war.  i was just getting all worked up and almost started crying.  but yeah, that was history.  that was about it.  there's some other funny stuff too though that i jsut remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was walking home from school and the sprinklers were on right next to the sidewalk, ya know, the ones that are supposed to shoot like 20 feet or something, so they were way about my head, but the stupid sprinkler decided not to stop where it was suppossed to and got me soaked!  not mention there was about 50 feet more sidewalk with sprinklers doing the same thing *ugh*.  yeah, so when i got home, i was a TID bit wet ;-).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-82659277?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/82659277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/82659277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82659277' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-82567482</id><published>2002-10-05T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-05T13:34:44.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So i was updating my website a little while ago, and like, it all turned out good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!  i got out of the shower and curled my hair with a twirly brush thingy and like, it was all done, and hairsprayed and all that good stuff, but then i'm like..."now this hair do is missing something..." so i pondered for a bit and the i forgot what i was pondering about a little while later.  so i started my homework which was very tedious.  blah, but then i stood up and put on some DARK lipstick and looked at myself in the mirror, and i started laughing, and there so happened to be a pop-rock song on my mix CD in my player, so i started rockin out to it.  ya know, flingin' my head in all random directions.  so now my hair feels free and light.  so uh, that's my story about my little episode.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, every body else has to get a website so i can spend all the time i spend on the computer lookin at somebody else's stuff.  i'm just gonna do all the updates, then stop for a bit....not...but id unno.  i have nothing to talk about jsut yet.  okay, i know what i'm gonna do.  i'm gonna write a poem and put it on my new writings website and then i'll put sound to that one single page so it's like a mysterious flowing water sound with a light mysterious piano.  wow.  inspiration...i got that from a song i heard.  that is neat.  k anyways, i'll see you laters.  &lt;br /&gt;[megan]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-82567482?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/82567482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/82567482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82567482' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-82562251</id><published>2002-10-05T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-05T10:34:50.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dude, i just finished cleaning, so here i am :-).  oh man, i can't till 3.00!  yeah yeah, my youth pastor is getting married, so i can't wait till then.  but before that i have homework to do...like chemistry and stuff...blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, oh! i make more updates on my website, all though they were none that were on the list that i made yesterday, but hey!  my site is getting kinda better even though know one visits it.  so i'm pretty much just talking to myself here, huh?  yyyyepp.  all alone.  but whatever that's OkAy!  but still i have fun making it, and soon, i'll learn &lt;a href="http://www.w3schools.com/html/default.asp"&gt;HTML&lt;/a&gt; really good, 'cause i know some of it and um yes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Updates&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Made a Forum (I made it 'cause i can't think of anything to talk about in here)&lt;br /&gt;-Made another Webpage for &lt;i&gt;My Writing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all, so refer to yesterday's log to see what else i'm gonna do, k?  k.  so i'm gonna get to work on that and my lovely homework.  Goodnight Goodnight, partly is such sweet sorrow, that we should say Goodnight till it be morrow...except it's 10.30 in the morning.  bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;[megan]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-82562251?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/82562251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/82562251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82562251' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-82535410</id><published>2002-10-04T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-04T15:39:15.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hallooo!  oh man! it was sooo weird!  today at lunch i was sitting on some grass (which as nothing to do with anything) and like, i was looking around, and i saw this one girl walk by with a shirt that said "CG"  which i thought meant "christian girl" 'cause i've been to a site where they sell the exact same thing, so like...i didn't think much of it until i saw a totally different person walk by wearing the same shirt as the other girl.  then, i kinda stood up a bit, and looked around, and like, EVERBODY was wearing the same thing dude!  well, i'm stretching it, but whatever.  but like, i was all, "woahhhh....wha--, why?--...eh?"  but then somebody was told me it was for &lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;olor &lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;uard or something like that.  i was amazed 8-O.  but yes, that was the only interesting thing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.  i'm gonna be so bored today, 'cause i have no one to talk to :-(.  and ican't go anywhere, 'cause i don't have a car..psh, and plus my momma won't let me go anywhere in ana-crime.  so uh, it looks as if i'm stuck.  and no, i'm not gonna sneak out.  PSH!!  do you think i would sneak out at 11.45 pm and go tap on someone's window..PSH!...i think not ;-).  hey, didja know that it's illegal for a guy in florida to go out in public with a strapless dress on?  HAAHAHAHA!  yeah yeah!  it's true!  yeah, i'm a tid bit curious as to how they made that law...*ponder*  My math teacher...he's a funny dude...he told my class this today.  yeah, he gets on some pretty good rabbit trails if you ask me.  not like i ever do that.  but hey, that how you make good conversation, eh?  aye.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have an urge.  *tosses hair around head in slow motion* (hahaah!)!  i want to make a quilt.  i dunno, i've just been getting fascinated by them and stuff, 'cause they look so...intricate, but they arent' that hard to make, just tedious work.  that's all.  like, i sleep with a super comfy quilt that is sooo soft and like, it has no pattern, and some of the same fabric is used right next to eachother too, so like, it makes it look neato :-).  i also have another urge *cheesy sighing sound*.  i want to go to joshua tree.  everyone knows this, so i don't know why i'm telling you, but i am so you hafta listen...or something.  yeah dude, i just wanna climb to top of a way high boulder and look at the sun when it sets.  that it also my dream place to get engaged at.  i even wrote a story about how my honey would ask me *sigh* so sweet *far off look in eyes*.  i dunno what i'm gonna do with my myself and my random urges.  i know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, i'm almost running out of whatever to talk about.  ummm...i know!  i'll make a section in this where i tell what i'm gonna do to update my website next.  YAY!!  k...it'll be called...New Updates, and Upcoming Updates :-)  k, i got this down dude.  alrighty, here's the new updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Updates&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I made a Countdown to my 1 year anniverysery w/ my boyfriend, who is soooo good to me, and awesome!&lt;br /&gt;-Made a new "welcoming" text.&lt;br /&gt;-I added my website to over 20 of the top search engines&lt;br /&gt;-I made the colons (:) into slashes (//) ...whatever, like you really wanted to know that.&lt;br /&gt;-I changed the scroll bar's colors, which is kinda old, but i was just showin ya in case you didn't notice.&lt;br /&gt;-Added different comments about my friends.&lt;br /&gt;-Updated my beliefs and opinions area (i just made a new thing about it)&lt;br /&gt;-Added another poem...i'm still working on this page, 'cause it doesn't want to work the way i want it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Upcoming Updates&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Put more links&lt;br /&gt;-More pictures all over the site.&lt;br /&gt;-Try and put some more stuff in my beliefs section.&lt;br /&gt;-Add more of my poems and stories...I'll prolly make a whole new page so that it can be dedicated for that stuff :-)&lt;br /&gt;-Anything else i think of in the process of updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, i think that's all the stuff for today people.  Until next time, i love you all! *muah*&lt;br /&gt;               [megan]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-82535410?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/82535410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/82535410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82535410' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3832061.post-82486957</id><published>2002-10-03T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-04T15:01:10.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>     Hi everybody!  This is gonna be fun...i found this site thing, and it lets me post whatever about whatever...and there was much rejoicing;-).  Sooooo, i'm gonna write about whatever.  k, lets start with school today...first period was the boringest hour of my life.  It's photo, so like, all my partner and i...or shall i say, "i" 'cause that dude didn't even help, but whatever, i'm over it.  k, anyways, i had to transfer negatives to positives to i could make the picture way big and stuff..ya know, the way they are suppossed to look, well, all my partner was doing was like...nothing, just talking and having a just dandy time with himself, so uh, that wasnt' fun.  then, in math, i fell asleep 'cause i stayed up kinda late...for me anywho, and like, yeah, i slept, then....okay, i'm tired of talking about school.  that is totally meaningless...WAIT!...okay, yeah it is.  &lt;br /&gt;     ANYWAYYYS, hmm, last night when i was doing my devotions, i read in...ummm, Philipians...i think, and i read how you should put others above yourself instead of vise versa.  and like, that hit me in my conviction spot, 'cause i had been told early by my awesome boyfriend *i love you*, that i needed to work in that area, so i have been, and even i have noticed a change in myself.  i'm hoping someother people have too, 'cause yeah. but yeah, that's a neat thing i learned.       &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3832061-82486957?l=meggieanne3712.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/82486957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3832061/posts/default/82486957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meggieanne3712.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82486957' title=''/><author><name>megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00917425016402817520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
