<?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-9437158</id><updated>2012-01-07T23:39:11.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi this is my blog. It is wicked cool.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-1177303664120522668</id><published>2008-08-16T00:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T00:28:52.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitches Aint Shit</title><content type='html'>Man things are offelly hectic lately. I've been getting ready for college and it just seems like theres always something to do. It's annoying. My mom nagging me all the time. And now the fam is trying to guilt me into going upnorth for a vacation and I'm like HELLO! Am I the ONLY person whose thinking?! I leave for college in week! I half to clean (my room, the basement, other random places where I stash my clutter...), I have to pack up all my stuff, I wanna at least see my boyfriend once this upcoming week, and my pal Nick cause he's just about the only friend I have in the world cause most everyone else I know are two faced bitches. And there like but what about FAMILY time and I'm like family time is great just not the week before I have to move into a dorm room when i'm rushing around doing everything! Not to mention tomorrow is my last day working at 7-11 and I'm sooooo bummed cause i LOVE my job. And its even more hectic cause thats my last day but I really wish I could work next weekend too cause quite frankly I could use the cash and so now I'm browsing Craigs list looking for gig jobs that aren't too sketchy. Uggghhh man life is...bitchy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-1177303664120522668?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/1177303664120522668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=1177303664120522668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/1177303664120522668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/1177303664120522668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2008/08/bitches-aint-shit.html' title='Bitches Aint Shit'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-8170524754522841816</id><published>2008-06-24T19:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T19:23:23.082-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't need to be shown the door</title><content type='html'>You know what I don't understand? How do people get like thousands of other people to read their blog? How the hell does that stuff catch on? Is it just like one guy reading a blog being like wow this a sweet blog and him telling the other 1,999 people they ought to read it? I was just thinking bout it cause that's what Diablo Cody did and now she's like this high ranking writer/celebrity. Maybe I should just ask Diablo Cody. Idk I was just curious about it. I think my life is too mundane to be morphed into a famous blog since I'm not willing to share my own corrupting information with the world. I guess I could write a fictional blog but eh I don't think I ooze &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; much creativity out of my pores. Which reminds (not really but anyways...) don't give me your loose change at 7-11 after I already opened the register and am about to hand you your change. It's really annoying and I suck at doing basic math in my head, so please be a polite customer and just don't do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-8170524754522841816?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/8170524754522841816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=8170524754522841816' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/8170524754522841816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/8170524754522841816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-dont-need-to-be-shown-door.html' title='I don&apos;t need to be shown the door'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-8741104588296496141</id><published>2008-03-02T21:38:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T22:23:12.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The era of blues</title><content type='html'>So I suppose it's been awhile since I last updated, specifically since &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt;...yeah I guess that is a rather long time. I suppose the reason I don't &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bother&lt;/span&gt; updating sometimes is I'd rather people not know that much about me. On the other hand though I feel c&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;ompelled&lt;/span&gt; to wright shit down and quite frankly I'm too lazy to keep a steady diary (believe me I've tried). My basement is friggin &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;freeee&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;aazing&lt;/span&gt;, I seriously want a hoodie. That and a cup of &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;coffee&lt;/span&gt;. I probably ought to start on my AP U.S. history &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;notecards&lt;/span&gt;. But &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ugh&lt;/span&gt; I so don't want to. Honestly I should have never taken that class, AP World History was &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt; better anyway. Mom and Dad are getting on my&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; case&lt;/span&gt; about my grade in that class though. In all fairness I'm only missing like three &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;assignments&lt;/span&gt; but Wade's grading scale is kinda wacked so it somehow managed to bring my grade down significantly. I don't think my parents &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;realize&lt;/span&gt; how much work I have to do in that class. Plus I'm sure having to go to Grandpa's funeral probably was the cause of one or two said missing assignments, after all I missed &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; days of school. I've been kinda &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt; lately. I've come to the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;conclusion&lt;/span&gt; that I have no friends. They're all too busy backstabbing me, betraying me or each other, abandoning me, or potentially &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;plotting&lt;/span&gt; each others murders. They all hate each other, or me which &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;hence&lt;/span&gt; causes me to often hate them. I find it a rather &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;poisonous&lt;/span&gt; lifestyle, and questionably hazardous. I have decided I have nothing to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; look forward to. I mean after all Grey's Anatomy isn't even playing &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; episodes every Thursday. REALLY, HONESTLY, what is &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; to look forward to AT ALL in my life. Not even &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;shoes&lt;/span&gt; can repair this type of damage. I go to play practice and I didn't &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; get a part in the play. Well it doesn't help though that the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;same&lt;/span&gt; people get parts almost every year. I mean even in Bragles &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;fall&lt;/span&gt; production people who DIDN'T even try out for parts GOT the parts. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Seriously&lt;/span&gt;... not even kidding. Not to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mention&lt;/span&gt; my play got rejected from the playwrights competition that I had to enter for A.P. English. Well at&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;least&lt;/span&gt; it made it to the semi-finals. But still they sent me my rejection letter &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;late&lt;/span&gt;. I found out I wasn't accepted &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt; Kathryn told me that all 6 of the finalists showed up. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; glad Kathryn won though. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; deserves it fo' sho. But you would THINK someone could send a rejection letter in a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;timely&lt;/span&gt; fashion but I guess not. For some reason I'm never in karma's favor and I still have yet to conclude what I did to piss her off, cause it still doesn't make any sense to me but whatever I did I guess I &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;deserved&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-8741104588296496141?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/8741104588296496141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=8741104588296496141' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/8741104588296496141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/8741104588296496141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2008/03/era-of-blues.html' title='The era of blues'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-5380969453876092581</id><published>2007-08-22T13:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T13:45:46.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting for my laundry</title><content type='html'>I had such a weird dream last night. Like I was on this weird mission thing to to find some guy who was like an arms dealer or some kind of dealer or some sort of warrior, eh i can't quite remember and then Denzel Washington was chasing me cause he was a cop and I was randomly in France admiring the Effil Tower and then I had to go to Morocco (cause thats where the guy was).  And I don't know if Morocco looks like it did in my dream but I kinda hope it does cause it is SOOOOO sweet looking. Like everythings red and orange and there were cactuses and really vibrant colors. I don't know why that sounds awesome but believe me it was totally awesome. So I found this guy and he's sword fighting some other guy in a plaza with no one else around be me him and some random guy he's sword fighting with. Anyways he tells me to go to New Orleans to find buried treasure. So I go to New Orleans and honestly in my dream New Orleans looked alot more like Jamiaca. I seriously doubt there is that much sand in New Orleans...So I brought Cullen with me to help me find the treasure and I called Kara cause apparently she knew some of the treasures where-abouts. So I go digging on the beach and I find all these cool stones that kinda look like emeralds and saphires and everntually I did find the the treasure thing but I opened it and it was empty. And then I found some Calender with pictures of all the previous people who had found treasure before me and of course Green Day was in it. And then I went out to breakfast with my family. I feel like this dream is missing a lot of detail that I don't remember. Oh well. So I think I'm gonna go read or play DDR cause I haven't done anything productive today and I'm still waiting for my clothes in the dryer to dry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-5380969453876092581?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/5380969453876092581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=5380969453876092581' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/5380969453876092581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/5380969453876092581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2007/08/waiting-for-my-laundry.html' title='waiting for my laundry'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-4247553702457281330</id><published>2007-08-19T02:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T02:47:52.324-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To be sought</title><content type='html'>It's official; I've gone mad. I'm so going insane and nothing quite makes sense. Like that one time I tried to eat that potato earlier. ughigjgjhj don't even ask. And like whats with my obcession with that pillar of salt song. I don't know. I have random spaz attacks and suddenly act like I'm 5 and need to kill 50,000 grams of sugar in 5 seconds by jumping repeatedly. I'm just admiring the fact of how good my hair smells. I got out of the shower four hours ago and my hair still smells good. And it's all soft and cute looking for some reason. I don't know nothing really makes sense. Although I do feel clean. Thats pretty good. I feel clean. It's weird cause since I feel clean I feel rather careless. I don't know exactly how those are supposed to be related. I almost feel innocently clean. Hmmm once again doesn't make sense. My thoughts are too overly occupied. I'm glad whenever I can find a distraction. Like for instance when I watched &lt;em&gt;Road Trip&lt;/em&gt; yesterday or ran errands today. I kinda want to go out running. Oh I so just take that back. Maybe I should jump around some more. Maybe I should go play DDR. Nah I take that back too I don't really want to get all sweaty I'm too clean feeling. I like being distracted though cause I don't like to think too much. If I'm left with my thoughts to long my thoughts start getting the better of me. If I can jump from one thing to another I can do things quicker. And if I'm quick I don't have to think. Nobody thinks when they're quick and if you think you can you are so lying. Thinking for me is like pouring salt on your wounds. I'm always thinking of things that are never going to happen. It's just such a waste. It'll just make me miserable. So I like being distracted. I get more done anyways, like my reading or talking with friends. Oh damn I should go to bed it's already 4:40 in the morning...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-4247553702457281330?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/4247553702457281330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=4247553702457281330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/4247553702457281330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/4247553702457281330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-be-sought.html' title='To be sought'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-5681154934926392469</id><published>2007-08-05T01:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T02:00:34.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The next Dr.Grey</title><content type='html'>Well another blog update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know alot of interesting stuff has happened but I can't seem to remember anything. Haha but I rarely ever do. Well Wensday was Kara's birthday. Then on Thursday I hung out with Kendra. I had such a weird sleep scedual though. I went to bed REALLY late, partly cause I couldn't get to sleep. I think I finally fell asleep sometime between 4 and 5. Then I ended up waking up at 7 in the morning to which I rolled over fell asleep again and woke at 9 to which I rolled over and fell asleep and woke at 10:10-ish and then I felt bad cause I was supposed to go to Kendra at 10. Well I was late needless to say but I eventually did get there. It was a good time, I met Kendra's semi-cousin, and her new lover-boy Brian; Sadie and Misty who I know were also there. We just hung out and had convos while not paying attenion to the movie &lt;em&gt;300&lt;/em&gt; on the screen. We later went swimming. I didn't want to go but eveyone just decided to get me wet to the point where I might as well be in the pool. So I went swimming despite the fact I had a dress on. And that was followed with an extreme never ending game of Marco Polo. I had to leave by noon though on my mothers request that I come home and clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday I hung out with KT. It was fun we played DDR and guitar hero. I had to leave in the middle of the game upon Mother's request that I go grocery shopping though. I was glad to see KT though cause I missed her and haven't seen her. Not to mention she'll be leaving soon for band camp again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Kara's party. I woke up late, took a shower, came downstairs and outside to say hi to everyone to which they threw me in the pool with my clothes on lol. It was fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent most recent times though, in thought as I most frequently do. I was thinking about how I'm not looking forward to things. For instance my friend Nick will be leaving soon for Michigan Tech...I'm gonna miss him. I already feel overwhelmed with school work but school hasn't even started yet (AP classes). And how I'm keeping my hair long for senior pictures, and in case I want/even get a decent part in this years school play, even though I really want to cut it ridiculously short, even though it'll probably make me less attractive or whatever that cliche is with guys only liking girls with long hair. Don't really care anyway. And today I watched the last episode of season two of &lt;em&gt;Grey's Anatomy. &lt;/em&gt;It was soooooo depressing. Danny (Izzy's fience) died. I swear the only thing more depressing that I've ever watched on dvd has got to be &lt;em&gt;East of Eden. &lt;/em&gt;Not to mention it kinda sucks now cause I don't think they have the most recent season out on dvd yet (they'll probably wait to put it out till friggin christmas). It's kinda upsetting cause then I can't catch up for the new season in the fall. Not to mention &lt;em&gt;Becoming Jane&lt;/em&gt; isn't in theaters around here and I really wanted to see that. What I am looking forward to though is hopefully hangin out with Krissykins. Hopefully I'll also see Nick soon too cause I want to hang out with him before he leaves. And I'm also liking the book I'm reading for class even though I'm terrible at reading and it's such a long book. I'm looking forward to tomorrow though. I'm thinking maybe I'll go out and about or at least make some phone calls and talk to some friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-5681154934926392469?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/5681154934926392469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=5681154934926392469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/5681154934926392469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/5681154934926392469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2007/08/next-drgrey.html' title='The next Dr.Grey'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-2367842887993161683</id><published>2007-07-30T00:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T02:14:43.521-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Those silly little synaps of mine</title><content type='html'>Well the past while has been exciting and utterly not thrilling at the same time. Came home from up north. Good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; Lake Michigan. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; happy to have cell phone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;service&lt;/span&gt; again though. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ummms&lt;/span&gt; lets see, yesterday I went shopping. I bought part of Kara's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; present. She's gonna be 24! I'm gonna really miss my sister when she moves away. We've become rather close. She's even gotten me to listen to country music. I've spent a good portion of the past few days reading. I've also taken up a new quirk to my absurd personality and have started reading classic literature to my goldfish Monster. Spent the past two or so days feeling sullied and unusual. A rather concoction of melancholy, confusion, bitter, and pensiveness. I've been in a rather odd state of mind more the less. It is occasionally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;humorous&lt;/span&gt; and actually rather productive for a change. However normally I am so unproductive that when I say productive it means more of I have become productive to the point for where the average person would be common or just satisfactory not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;necessarily&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;extraordinary&lt;/span&gt;. I shall not go into too many examples of my productive, destructive, determined thinking nor shall I go into detail of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sulkiness&lt;/span&gt; or my latest traits would declare me mad or insane. I'm simply embracing every minute of it with the up most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;enthusiasm&lt;/span&gt; and admiration. Besides I'm sure it's not that exciting to tell anyways. Today has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; though. I went and saw &lt;em&gt;No Reservations&lt;/em&gt; with KT and Ashley. Twas amusing. I must say it was good to have company, and the movie was entertaining as expected. Afterwards I went online for awhile but Cullen asked me to play guitar hero with him and I simply could not refuse. After that Kara, Cullen and I started a game of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;monopoly&lt;/span&gt; but gave up shortly after 20 minutes or so to which we then watched an episode of &lt;em&gt;Big Love&lt;/em&gt; on HBO. Kara has got me hooked on the show and I find it rather interesting and am greatly looking forward to the new episode tomorrow. It's a show about a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;polygamous&lt;/span&gt; family. The main &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;character&lt;/span&gt; has 3 wives and they all live in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; houses next to one another. I really like the show. Plus it's nice having a show to watch on account of most the shows I enjoy won't start till the fall. Which reminds me that Target already has the "back to school" section up...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; pencils.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-2367842887993161683?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/2367842887993161683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=2367842887993161683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/2367842887993161683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/2367842887993161683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2007/07/sophistication-and-torture-of-primitive.html' title='Those silly little synaps of mine'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-3466513870262552019</id><published>2007-07-12T00:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T01:02:19.533-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuban Sugar</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone. Well I just got done watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pretty in Pink&lt;/span&gt;. I really liked it. There are some ooey romantic 80's movies I like, for example &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Say Anything&lt;/span&gt; (awesome movie). Anyways i hadn't seen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pretty in Pink&lt;/span&gt; before. I watched it on VH1 movies that rock. I really like that intro to the movies that rock though. They'll probably get rid of it or edit even more though cause they're mean like that. Kinda like how they got rid of that Flaming Lips commercial I used to love. That and the Insomniac Hour. I used to love that. Now it's "Nocternal State". Kinda severly more stupid. However after the movie I was listening to the song "Mr. Brightside". Wow that song makes a lot more sense now. Well plus I've been listening to a cover of it by PlayRadioPlay. It's a really nice cover. Haha it's kinda like the only deppressing song on the whole album though. The cover song I mean. Anyways so I was listening to that song while I was making myself a cup of tea. And I got upset cause I'm listening to this song and I was putting sugar in my tea but I really wanted honey. I don't know I just feel bad about sugar in my tea. And then I just kinda stared at the sugar bowl and felt kinda bad. And then well I kept starring at the sugar bowl and I'm listening to the song and I think of Moulin Rouge (the movie not the place), and then I kinda stared back at the sugar and then I thought about Cuba, and then I thought about cigars, and then I thought of that Havana Nights movie...which just made me think about Moulin Rouge again. Earlier in the day, before I watched the movie I read some Edgar Allen Poe (that mans a genius). I read this one story called Hop-Frog. I think it might be one of my favorites. Hop-Frog is so my hero. He's so noble, crafty and witty. The way he stood up for Trippetta. Trippeta is such a cool charector too! I think theres secretly a romance between them although they're just friends in the story. I always conclude things I ought not to though. Right well anyways speaking of conclusions I think this is just about concluded right here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-3466513870262552019?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/3466513870262552019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=3466513870262552019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/3466513870262552019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/3466513870262552019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2007/07/cuban-sugar.html' title='Cuban Sugar'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-3081809113902621158</id><published>2007-06-28T00:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T02:07:39.729-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And how are you this evening Mrs. Darcy?</title><content type='html'>Greetings friends. Comrades. Any other random people reading this. Well I am going to enjoy this fun and dandy little post to really just rant about whatever comes to the top of my head. However this is normally what I always do I guess the main difference is in which the way I articulate my words. For you see although I ramble I do not always necessarily ramble aloud, or in front of people. For you see there are some ramblings I make a sincere effort to keep in head, where they ought to be. I guess this must be a special occasion since my rambling is currently in the form of typing. Typing with my left hand none the less. But then again I always type with my left hand and I do quite frequently ramble in the form of typing so perhaps it is not as special occasion as originally thought. I always ramble more than I ever intend but from what I hear it's a most admirable and likeable trait people find in me for some reason. God say I don't know why. I often wish I was more of a collective, and quiet type of person for being loud and abnoxious as I am does make me far too predictable. Although I do suspect that me doing a blog entry does not help me any in this factor. My, what a contradiction I can be. Well I just got done watching pride and prejudice. A movie I'm sure you are all aware I am incredibly fond of. I instigated watching the movie late today in hopes of calming a recent unreasonably bothersome feeling of restlessness and aggrivation. I don't know why but suddenly everything just seemed to aggrivate me. So I put on the dvd sat down with a cup of tea and a bowl of oatmeal and watched the movie. However I did not finish my bowl of oatmeal for a sudden loss of appetite. I did however watch the movie with many more mugs worth of tea and started on my mending. It was nice to start that pile of sewing on account of lately I have felt so utterly unproductive. I must say that the movie has settled me quite a bit. It is terribly romantic though. It is a pity that love is a luxury not all of us can afford or ever receive. I suppose not everyone can have a Mr. Darcy. Tis a wonder that there are any men like Mr. Darcy left at all. But then again it is in my personal opinion that chivalry and romance are traits found in a rare few. Yes I suppose chivalry might as well be dead now that I think more it. Tragic. Well besides today I think summer has made me quite content. It is far less stressful. Yes, far less stressful indeed than the school year. Although these days I'm rarely ever home and if I am, I am normally conversing with one friend or another. I rather like it though, I always like to be busy. I do love company. Nothing much else new though. I have taken up the hobby of driving. Sometimes I go for an extra trip around the block whenever I run errands and such simply because I enjoy it. I suppose Mom would say thats a waste of money though if she ever found out. I find it ironic it when she talks of money though. She speaks of it too often I'm afraid. Never seems to be enough for such and such a purpose it seems. Sometimes I wish I had all the money in the world not because it would make me happy as it would most people but simply that way I would never have to hear or speak of money ever again unless of course to talk of whose the latest face on the currency. Well I must be off. I realize how late it has gotten. I still have yet to shower and it is already so late. I should be up in bed. Good night, sweet dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-3081809113902621158?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/3081809113902621158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=3081809113902621158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/3081809113902621158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/3081809113902621158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-how-are-you-this-evening-mrs-darcy.html' title='And how are you this evening Mrs. Darcy?'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-5325233750756312289</id><published>2007-04-27T22:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T00:44:24.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sacrifice the pool table; it'd be worth it</title><content type='html'>Well, well, if it isn't another blog update?! Life is hectic and yet boring and unexciting as always. Today was our first preformance of the school play&lt;em&gt; Our Town&lt;/em&gt;, which if you don't know; I'm in. I must say it was purty fantastic. Although the ending is really sad. Everyone always cries, seriously half the cast is bawling their eyes out after every preformance it's that sad. Like the whole audience was crying at tonights play. It is THAT sad. Well anyways I'm just an extra I only have about 3 lines. However I do have a really sweet mourning hat. You know it's like black and then it's got the black lacey thing. You wear it to funerals and stuff. It's purty awesome looking. I'm really sad though cause I have to miss tomorrows preformance to go to Kara's Graduation. But I know it means alot to her me going and all. But this week in generals been oddly sad. I feel bad about having to miss this saturdays play :( I feel REALLY bad about that. Then Cullen didn't even bother to come to my play today...I think he would rather hang out with his friends. That's proubly why he wasn't there. I was glad Kt, Kev and Ash came though. But they didn't put my profile/thank you's thing in the play program. That was pretty sad, but apparently there were a few other people forgotten as well. Well you should all know that I thanked my compodres (you guys know whou you are!), Monster, Left and Right (my converse), and Cullen and Kara. That's bout it though. And then also this week there was this free piano that I really wanted. It was a gorgeous piano too. Like a grand type of piano, like the ones in choir rooms and such. And for FREE too! Oh I wanted it so much you have no idea! But I asked Mom and Dad if I could have it and they said no. They said we didn't have room for it. I suggested getting rid of the old couch that we don't use and is currently holding the christmas presents from earlier that no one really wants/computer software that no one knows how to use. But they refused to get rid of it. Then I suggested getting rid of my bed...they said no to that as well. Then I suggested getting rid of the pool table...and they said no. I also suggested getting rid of the computer or the tv. I would rather have a piano than a tv or myspace. But they still said no. Obviously furniture is more important then my happiness. Yup. Then they ranted more about Kara's graduation and told me to go empty the dishwasher. I have been severly melenchonly as a result. It is quite tragic. Also I did my artwork so I can enter my scholarship alert. And then I realized, my artwork...is really shitty. I really lack any type of constructive creative gene in any and all of my cells and chromosomes. And well I've been getting behind in my school work. Well cause I really hate school work. Especially in English. But it's really stupid that all of that stuff to be due mid week. I mean I go to play practice for 4 hours every day. I don't even remember the last time I had hot meal, and no I'm not being sarcastic. Plus it's all that career stuff. We have to write a resume, which is a bitch. Especially cause I don't care. And if I do care it's deffinetly in a negitive way. I'm too busy mourning the loss of my piano to be concerned with English. Maybe if I had a weekend to work on it I would have been able to get it done on time. On the bright side I did donate blood this week. I did pass out again though (and no it wasn't because I didn't weigh enough I weighed myself the next day and I was 113 lbs thank you). It was really funny though I woke up on the stretcher thing and everyone was standing around me and I was like how did i get here?! Kasey said it was pretty funny too. She asked me if I was alright but at the point she asked me my vision and hearing were blurry so I responded by asking "what?" followed by someone asking my name to which I said "Dembowski?" and well that's really all I remember. Cept the whole waking up on the stretcher thing. But I'm still glad in gave blood and all. Plus I'm type O so I'm sure someone could use it. Well not a whole lots else. Been watching alot of Disney videos. Started listening to Benny Benassi (that's some sweet music right there). Hopefully Prom will be good even though theres like a millon freakin couples. I mean hell the theme is mardi gras that's some bonus points right there. Oh and at Presto's request I put the picture of the Vanilla coke on tap. Cause seriously when have you EVER seen vanilla coke on tap?! That is amazing. Also some pictures from the play. So you can see my awesome hat and such. Alright I'm going to leave you all now...and go mourn for my piano...which is now being given away to some other random guy tomorrow... ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058360619040367218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/RjLoLsO54nI/AAAAAAAAABk/yqGHWcQfc_0/s320/m,m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058360361342329442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/RjLn8sO54mI/AAAAAAAAABc/XRuYMNjwLOE/s320/nk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058359120096780882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/RjLm0cO54lI/AAAAAAAAABU/8BSb6Zz5Ig0/s320/kj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058358793679266370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/RjLmhcO54kI/AAAAAAAAABM/1_VBbfK1kLQ/s320/nb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058357492304175666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/RjLlVsO54jI/AAAAAAAAABE/QEm56iyU77E/s320/gjk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058357174476595746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="357" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/RjLlDMO54iI/AAAAAAAAAA8/6uz4BhtTUAU/s320/IMG_1716.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-5325233750756312289?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/5325233750756312289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=5325233750756312289' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/5325233750756312289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/5325233750756312289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2007/04/sacrifice-pool-table-itd-be-worth-it.html' title='sacrifice the pool table; it&apos;d be worth it'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/RjLoLsO54nI/AAAAAAAAABk/yqGHWcQfc_0/s72-c/m,m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-7162931092097440284</id><published>2007-04-02T01:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T01:18:12.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pour some absinthe, fluff the pillows, take off your pants...</title><content type='html'>...not even kidding...that's what one of the links that google gave me said when I went looking for Rocket Summer's "Show Me Everything You Got" lyrics. Odd...really odd...and hilarious. Anyways I haven't updated in..well...ever...so I figured I'd update...even though it's like 3 in the morning lol. Well it is spring break so it is by far forgivable. Well schools a bitch so I'm glad its spring break now. I'm already not looking forward to going back to school though :(&lt;br /&gt;Also I decided that I hate my parents which is one of many reminders of why I want to go to college and never come home...&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side though...&lt;br /&gt;I saw Kara and Cullen all weekend which was fantabulous! Me and Karas went shopping and hung out all weekend which was AWESOME! We enjoy conversations about music, clothes, and guitar hero. I miss my sister already :(&lt;br /&gt;Cullen came and went this weekend as he always does every now and again but it was exciting cause we got to celebrate easter early and stuff&lt;br /&gt;It was nice having both my sibs home since all three of us haven't really been together since like Thanksgiving-ish.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that I spend my days editing my photos, updating my myspace, watching pride and prejudice on dvd, and hanging out with my goldfish who are totally awesome. So till next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-7162931092097440284?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/7162931092097440284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=7162931092097440284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/7162931092097440284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/7162931092097440284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2007/04/pour-some-absinthe-fluff-pillows-take.html' title='Pour some absinthe, fluff the pillows, take off your pants...'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-1750363786827195915</id><published>2007-02-28T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:34:48.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much Kleenex</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036822047065453506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/ReZi9zAxM8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6CQ2W5p0RXo/s400/IMG_0851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I find this picture to be a very accurate depiction of how I have been feeling/what I have been doing for the past few days. Note the:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A) The human bio book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;B) The human bio three ringed binder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;C) the blue math folder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D) The bowl of soup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E) The kleenex box&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;F) The kleenex pile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;G) The giant blue coffee mug hidden behind the kleenex box&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;H) The blankets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I) All the caffine i SHOULDN'T drink when I'm sick but do anyways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J) You can't see it but the remote is underneath the table and or proubly in a couch cushion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K) Kayle's backpack of hidden hell aka all the homework assignments you don't see laid out in this photograph&lt;/div&gt;Wow if that doesn't describe my current shitty life I just don't know what does...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-1750363786827195915?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/1750363786827195915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=1750363786827195915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/1750363786827195915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/1750363786827195915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-much-kleenex.html' title='So much Kleenex'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/ReZi9zAxM8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6CQ2W5p0RXo/s72-c/IMG_0851.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-117202762224966561</id><published>2007-02-20T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T20:20:14.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new converse, they're blue</title><content type='html'>Hey. Figured I'd do an update. Cause I feel like procrastinating on that damned english paper. Deffinetly looking forward to finishing that AP test tomorrow, and of course seeing my lastest human bio failures a given. Yes my life is fantastic. Damn my cravial cavity this a bad week...fuck. Oh well so I did some quizzes on blogthings. Cause I could, and I can, so I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ade9ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Kayle Means&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#d1f3ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K is for Kinky&lt;br /&gt;A is for Alluring&lt;br /&gt;Y is for Yummy&lt;br /&gt;L is for Legendary&lt;br /&gt;E is for Earnest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Name Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#f88b8b;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are an Angel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#73eaa0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatchristmasornamentareyouquiz/angel.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A truly giving soul, you understand the spirit of Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Christmas Ornament Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cddeff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ebf2ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idealist (NF)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a passionate, caring, and unique person.You are good at expressing yourself and sharing your ideals.&lt;br /&gt;You are the most compassionate of all types and connect with others easily.Your heart tends to rule you. You can't make decisions without considering feelings.&lt;br /&gt;You seek out other empathetic people to befriend.Truth and authenticity matters in your friendships.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you give everything you have to relationships. You fall in love easily.&lt;br /&gt;At work, you crave personal expression and meaning in your career.&lt;br /&gt;With others, you communicate well. You can spend all night talking with someone.&lt;br /&gt;As far as your looks go, you've likely taken the time to develop your own personal style.&lt;br /&gt;On weekends, you like to be with others. Charity work is also a favorite pastime of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; Three Question Personality test &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Mommy Is Katie Couric&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whosyourmommyquiz/katie-couric.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What You Call Her:&lt;/strong&gt; Big Mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What people say about yo momma:&lt;/strong&gt; Yo Momma so smelly the government make her wear a Biohazard warning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourmommyquiz/"&gt;Who's" Your Mommy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kayle's new converse...they're blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/475832/IMG_0810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-117202762224966561?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/117202762224966561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=117202762224966561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/117202762224966561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/117202762224966561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-new-converse-theyre-blue.html' title='My new converse, they&apos;re blue'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-117054778077509950</id><published>2007-02-03T16:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T00:26:41.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to apply makeup improperly</title><content type='html'>Kayle's summary- a week so far in the life of a Kayle&lt;br /&gt;Monday- Can't remember&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday- Drank 8 glasses on orange juice&lt;br /&gt;Wendsday- Finished all those roots tests in Shipman, yes Kunta Kinte was 34 in those chapters and had run away exactly 4 times (yeah what now I'm the TA and I'm learning about roots :P), slept, studied for human bio&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-Took human bio test. Fit into a locker. Baked cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;Friday- Hung out with Kendra. Tried on really sexy fr-ooo-fee dresses at Debs. Got addicted to this song...I hate Valentines Day....&lt;br /&gt;Saturday- Had another crappy dream. Went uptown. It was cold. Rented stuff. Ate at Ellie's. The lady was nice though cause I ordered the chicken nuggets and I meant to say the 4 peice but she gave me the eight and I told her I didn't have enough money for the 8 so she only charged me for 4 chicken nuggets. Came home. Buried myself under my covers to get warm. Found out that I fell asleep for a half hour listening to my ipod. Had another crappy dream. Had to backtrack to see how many songs I slept through. Went and rented a movie with my dad so me and KT can have something spiffy to watch when she comes over. Did this update...sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah thats a week in the life of a Kayle. I shall inform you when it becomes satifying, or possibly better then. Don't count on it. I certainly don't. Now I'm gonna go dance and listen to my music excessivly loud and indulge myself in whatever i feel like untill I have to go back on Monday. Yes I realize I don't make sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-117054778077509950?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/117054778077509950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=117054778077509950' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/117054778077509950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/117054778077509950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2007/02/learning-to-apply-makeup-improperly_03.html' title='Learning to apply makeup improperly'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-117003323425507355</id><published>2007-01-28T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T18:13:54.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayle's new mending</title><content type='html'>Yes my dearest compodres! It is yet another update! Well I no longer work as a T.A. for the office...they wouldn't let me keep A lunch...fooey. Oh well it was pretty sweet while I was there I got to learn how to fax, and I got to send notes all the time and do random stuff. I must say I kinda miss that job. Oh well now I am a T.A. for Shipman. It's not that bad, she gives me alot of papers to grade and such but I like having something to to do, it makes me feel somewhat productive. Friday was sweet. I went to the movies with Kendra and little sister Ashley, and other random people. highlights include lots of fortune cookies (Lol I ate one yesterday and it said "book lovers never go to bed alone"...not even kidding thats what it SERIOUSLY said haha), we ate some Panda Express, it was delicious. We also went to see Epic Movie. It was hilarious! There were tons of jokes about Narnia, Pirates, Davanci Code, and a few on Willy Wonka. Then yesterday I went sledding with Nick, Kt, and Kev. It was awesome! Nick hit the jump a few times on the hill. We also went sledding with a kiddie pool we found in my garage lol. Whenever me and Kt went together on a sled though we always tipped over. It was hilarious. I recieved a massive scar on shoulder and a few marks on my lower back from doing such. It's forgiveable though because it's soooo badass looking its awesome. Which reminds me I should totally take a picture of my injured shoulder cause its so sweet looking, it's like the most vicious wound I've recieved from sledding ever! Anyways so I spent the night at Kt's. We went to the school play Les Misrebles (which was a wicked sweet play!) and we watched alot of Mythbusters. I'm super excited though cause when I came home I fell asleep in the chair and I had a dream that I went on a treasure hunt for my ipod, and then like I actually found my ipod that I haven't been able to find all weekend! Yay for me! Currently drinking a jones (cap says The answer to your problem will soon be obvious to you...I'm hoping that's gonna be good thing, or like end as a good thing, cause that'd be ridiculously awesome). It's Sunday so looking to forward to watching Desperate Housewives and doing my sewing...lol I have to sew that one shirt I tore when I was sledding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-117003323425507355?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/117003323425507355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=117003323425507355' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/117003323425507355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/117003323425507355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2007/01/kayles-new-mending.html' title='Kayle&apos;s new mending'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116969752403689583</id><published>2007-01-24T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T21:02:15.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping for something great</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. Finals went ok. After finals weekend was extra boring and I spent my days sleeping, and watching tell-o-vision such as James Blunt in concert randomly on PBS (when does that seriously ever happen?), and Mythbusters (extra special pirate episode = awesome). New semester is ok, not the best. I hope the office will let me keep A lunch since I'm a T.A. there 4th hour. Yesterday I learned how to fax stuff and today I got to alphabatize dual enrollment forms. That was pretty sweet. I'm just hoping I don't do something stupid and klutzy cause I'm just klutzy and unlucky and I could see something horrible happening despite best attempts to prevent it. So far the copy/fax machine has been nice to me though. Ceramics is alright, today I made a pinch pot. It was pretty cool. After school I hung out in Presto's room with Ash and watched the chem class's nitrogen explosion via dvd and listened to Eminem and talked about John Cusack's movie career. After that I went job hunting with Kendra (aka round the mall getting applications). Although I did get a new pair of shoes (hooray!). We also got some Panda Express. Randomly I kept the fortunes (Kendra got 3 of em for me and made me follow her tradition of eating the whole cookie before reading the fortune or else it wont come true...it was alot of cookies to eat though lol). They read: "Things are turning for the brightside", "Believe in your abilities, confidence will lead you on", and "A kiss can beautiful souls, hearts, and thoughts". Yay me, those actually sound like good fortunes. Anyways job hunting with Kendra was hilarious she got like over 20 applications lol. Then I came home, got online and such. Now I proubly should those AP notecards...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116969752403689583?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116969752403689583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116969752403689583' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116969752403689583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116969752403689583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2007/01/hoping-for-something-great.html' title='Hoping for something great'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116908397209940011</id><published>2007-01-17T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T18:32:52.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart Sydney Carton</title><content type='html'>So yeah today was the first day of finals. Quite frankly it was a bee-otch. English wasn't too shabby, during the study period we watched the ending of Tale of Two Cities via VHS. It made me sad when carton died (sorry to give away the ending god forbid someone would actually want to read it...). Sydney Carton's my hero! I wish I had a guy as awesome as Sydney and I think Lucey's an idiot. Carton is way more awesome than Darnay. Plus Darnay is a complete dumbass, why the hell does he go to France! He can't help Gabelle even if he friggin wanted to, so yeah lets just go to France to get imprisoned so that way Carton will have to drug your sorry ass and escape you out of jail so you live a long happy life with your wife and child...yeah. Test was pretty easy but I kinda zoned out for part of and got behind (couldn't think of a good definition for the hero essay). I ended up having to stay like 15 minutes after the bell to finish it and I guessed on pretty much all of the vocab. Fooey. Then Barnes said something and then after that he was like "you realized I was joking right?" but honestly I had no idea what he said in the first place so. Ap was a bitch. I don't want to talk too much about it though because my intelligence feels lacking as it is and the last thing I need is for Stowers or someone else to read this and then annoy and mock me for my own stupidity and inablity to answear a "easy" question. So we'll leave at that. Came home, slept. Currently eating a rasberry turnover. Go to school tomorrow, do some math and human bio. Not really looking forward to it. Oh well till then, I shall procrastinate, maybe study bio and do a few math probs. I think I might watch a movie though, I could use a little de-stressing. Eh who knows maybe tomorrow will be a snow day and a prancing unicorn and a leprechaun and I will go sledding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116908397209940011?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116908397209940011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116908397209940011' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116908397209940011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116908397209940011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-heart-sydney-carton.html' title='I heart Sydney Carton'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116875847932715098</id><published>2007-01-13T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T00:12:48.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So time consuming</title><content type='html'>Reasons why I hate school...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/43474/IMG_0493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/400/466515/IMG_0493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/551429/IMG_0496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/400/175210/IMG_0496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/436089/IMG_0497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/400/222629/IMG_0497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/367628/IMG_0499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/400/13351/IMG_0499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116875847932715098?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116875847932715098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116875847932715098' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116875847932715098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116875847932715098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-time-consuming.html' title='So time consuming'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116839961339717139</id><published>2007-01-09T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T20:48:49.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers we're going to hell! Let's ring in the new year.</title><content type='html'>I apologize for all the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/556561/IMG_0333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/815104/IMG_0333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/417091/IMG_0329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/995885/IMG_0329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/327204/IMG_0323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/662961/IMG_0323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/914793/IMG_0328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/811784/IMG_0328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/404880/IMG_0338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/814914/IMG_0338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/893131/IMG_0336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/135223/IMG_0336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/294141/IMG_0334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/733496/IMG_0334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/474216/IMG_0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/628752/IMG_0341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/140820/IMG_0342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/387824/IMG_0342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/652247/IMG_0346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/310785/IMG_0346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/455111/IMG_0326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/195350/IMG_0326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/584648/IMG_0318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/268933/IMG_0318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/344057/IMG_0320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/234731/IMG_0320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/84910/IMG_0325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/936990/IMG_0325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet. New Years was sweet. This week, not so sweet. Finals next week not so great. Watching a bunch of random movies...sweet. I memorized a whole song by Audrey Hepburn (aka: "Wouldn't it be lovely"), Night at the museum, Children of Men and Deeds goes to town aka the ORIGINAL black and white version of Mr. Deeds. Hung out with Ash today, watched fuse, went to see The Holiday (I heart Jude Law and Jack Black), awesome movie. School=lame. Survey on Epilepsy for the class that shall not be named. i HATE scantrons. Icky political cartoons. Need to do extra credit. map packet anyone? Hilarious lunch discusions. Wishing on a random spur of luck which has never happened in my life that I can switch into 2nd hour ap world. I hate school. Now I'm off to find out some fun dissorders that apparently tomorrow I'm going to be quized on in the class that shall not be named. Best stop procrastinating...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116839961339717139?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116839961339717139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116839961339717139' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116839961339717139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116839961339717139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2007/01/cheers-were-going-to-hell-lets-ring-in.html' title='Cheers we&apos;re going to hell! Let&apos;s ring in the new year.'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116760477415251006</id><published>2006-12-31T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T15:40:25.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The interesting week I think</title><content type='html'>Hey lots of pictures! Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/1600/228827/IMG_0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/200/441247/IMG_0303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, long update brace yourself I have more pictures than KT. So yeah KT and Nick came over like well i can't remember when but that was awhile back. We watched Little Miss Sunshine, and Saved! and we played alot of flux. It was pretty sweet then we got bored and did a ridiculous amount of those blogthing quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/200/120074/IMG_0110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/200/186782/IMG_0077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next day I went shopping with KT...I think. Note I really don't have any sense of time anymore I never know what day of the week it is or what the date is. But anyways we went shopping where we waited in the some insanely long lines, took ranom pictures and I bought a hat. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="173" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/691164/IMG_0260.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="196" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/354529/IMG_0254.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="196" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/973312/IMG_0253.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="230" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/942630/IMG_0252.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="226" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/234548/IMG_0251.jpg" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="233" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/991800/IMG_0250.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="227" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/936870/IMG_0248.jpg" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="230" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/27038/IMG_0240.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="229" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/174115/IMG_0242.jpg" width="309" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/512221/IMG_0245.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;The next day I also went to Kasey's party but sadly did not get to finish watching Nach Libre (spelled correctly?) cause I had to go to Kendra's and do our script for our human bio project. Honestly the plot is so lame and random that it might actually make it a bit humerous. Anyways it took us forever to finish that so I ened up just spending the night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day I went to the Hockey Tournament with Kt. It was fan-freakin-awesome! Michigan Tech rocked my socks and their band played 99 red balloons and Queen's crazy little thing called love. Sadly they lost to Harvard (NOT COOL!) but it doesn't matter cause tech is better anyways. MSU battled U of M for the whole shebang. MSU won cause they're cool like that. Lol random guy hits on Kt and says "I just have to tell you...you're beautiful." (rolls eyes...blondes.) So yeah it was pretty hilarious and awesome. Pictures (see below). Ok now thats all the pictures I'm gonna do because that took friggin forever. Now I'm going to find clean clouths and go to a new years party. Fuck the new year it'll be misereble but I can party anyways.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/200/15055/IMG_0287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/200/80092/IMG_0285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116760477415251006?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116760477415251006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116760477415251006' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116760477415251006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116760477415251006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/12/interesting-week-i-think.html' title='The interesting week I think'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116711517402720839</id><published>2006-12-25T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T23:39:34.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Sweet. So my big gifts for christmas were a sweet digital camera and one of those docking station/stereo player things for my ipod. It's pretty sweet. I also got new underwear (HOORAY)! And some sweet socks that are fuzzy with the grippys at the bottom. Me and Kara got the same dvd for each other (John Tucker must die). Ashie came over and we watched Anastasia and now I call her my smirnoff cupcake and I'm her smirnoff muffin, the movie takes place in Russia I'm sure you can piece that inside joke together inside your head lol. Called Kt where we had covos of what we got for christmas and tried to figure out how the hell to load my damn digital pictures on to the computer. Haha it was a quite humerous process and there are many things about this camera I seriously need to figure out. So eh it's not the best christmas ever but lets not get into that, I suspect christmas wishes were made not to come true. Or maybe I'm just doomed to be unlucky like that... oh well check out these stellar photos taken so far. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/26091/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/43181/IMG_0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt; (above pictures) Kara&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/613723/IMG_0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt; (above picture) Dad&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/767355/IMG_0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Case you cant tell thats me looking at the adds for after christmas sales&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/499993/IMG_0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/688338/IMG_0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thats Katie Moon our neighbor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So yeah, hope you enjoyed those, and well have a good christmas and such&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116711517402720839?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116711517402720839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116711517402720839' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116711517402720839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116711517402720839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116676888685033636</id><published>2006-12-21T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T23:28:06.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon to be Christmas</title><content type='html'>First I'd like to thank: KT and Kev: Thanks for the bongos!!! They rock my socks!!! Ashie: I know you don't read this but thanks for Andy my skeleton panda bear, my Nightmare before christmas calender, my mints, and for all those times you've payed my sales tax and or lunch. Kendra (doesn't read this either): Thanks for the jewelry!. If I forgot anyone else, sorry my bad. Schools over now but I have 8, yes mother fucking 8 FUCKING essays to write (not even kidding literally 8). A fun and dandy packet on Tale of Two cities (FUCK you Charles Dickens why? Why'd you HAVE to write it?), which I still have to read. Human bio project, oh shenanigins! And lets not forget my makeup work (curse you Ap world history curse you). Now that I've got all my complaining out of the way...yesterday was the last day of school for break. YAY! Then I went uptown and donated blood. This time i didn't pass out though, go me! Afterwards to which I had soup, a cookie and apple juice. Then I came home fell asleep on the couch and I slept for 17 hours! 17 hours how the hell does that happen! Plus people kept waking me up. I woke up like four times but kept going back to sleep. Cullen woke me once and he was like "morning sunshine." and I was like "It's morning?" and he was like "yeah it's 6 in the morning." and then I was like "I just had a really nice dream so I'm going to go back to bed." so I did and then I woke up at the REAL 6 in the morning. Gosh Cullen try to convince me it's 6 when it ws proubly like 3 or something. Plus everytime I went back to sleep I dreampt something different. So like my first dream was really nice and happy but then I just had a bunch of conspircey dreams again. So not cool. So I went to bed at  like 7 and woke up (offically) at noon. Me and Kara then went shopping. We came home and then I wrote the christmas letter, I thought I did a pretty sweet job. Played some Civilization aka one of the coolest computer games of all time. Baked some muffins for Madre's students cause she asked me too. Haha although I ended up burning my middle finger (of all fingers!) on the muffin tray it was still fun though mixing and baking some delicious muffins. So after that I went online talked some online, stared aimlessly at myspace, idk kill my brain cells and such. Now I'm updating and well lets just call that an update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116676888685033636?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116676888685033636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116676888685033636' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116676888685033636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116676888685033636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/12/soon-to-be-christmas.html' title='Soon to be Christmas'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116608096107335441</id><published>2006-12-14T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T00:26:03.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkeys!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! Sorry I haven't posted in awhile, I've been terribly busy with all this makeup work after doing MUN. Chicago was pretty sweet. I decieded Tiffanys is just like Audrey said it would be...awsome! I'm kinda lazy right now so if you really want to read the quotes and more on all that shenanigin than just go to my myspace cause I did a post on it...yeah. So this week has had it's ups and downs. I did end up winning poetry slam with Rex as my partner and I won a Jones Soda as my reward. Everyone loved Rex's poems on "the red man". I must say they were fantastic! I got some good ratings my best for my Model Un poem and my poem on the muscles for the human bio test. I feel pretty bad about human bio though I study for EVERY test but nerver do well on them. I studied for at least an hour last night and I got the test today and just completely forgot EVERYTHING! Haha Nick should have just taken my test after I would've gotten the same grade. I don't know lifes just been hectic as it always is. My grades are pretty misreble as well despite my sincere efforts to prevent it. Eh it happens though. I also felt bad today cause I came home and just slept the day away. I hope I'm not up all night. Although as some comfort I did watch Marilyn Monroe in Monkey bussiness. It was a pretty sweet movie.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/624760/t17811o2x90.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I kinda wish there was a Tiffanys in okemos or something. That'd make me feel better. Oh well hopefully things will pick up this weekend. You should all be somewhat excited cause I'm going christmas shopping for the family and compodres! Yay christmas presents! Well I'm gonna go my makeup AP notecards I feel like I ought to do something before I attempt to sleep. Hopefully though it won't take me to long to do cause some sleep would proubly do me some good, doesn't help that I feel kinda sick right now too. Maybe if i get some sleep I'll feel better in the morning. So hence I'll leave this somewhat (I think) of a short post do some notecards and sleep. Yay! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="245" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/578/687/320/320526/Marilyn24.jpg" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116608096107335441?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116608096107335441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116608096107335441' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116608096107335441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116608096107335441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/12/monkeys.html' title='Monkeys!'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116477257472429839</id><published>2006-11-28T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T21:06:22.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Capris???</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! If it matters which I don't think it does but sorry I haven't posted for awhile. Thanksgiving was swell. Kara came and on our 1st day off we went shopping, yay! Next day was thanksgiving and we drove to Marshall where my uncle is, to have dinner with The OC's (The O'Connell's aka mums side). Highlights include my little 2nd cousin throwing change off the balcony and my aunt saying "It's raining money!". Black Friday me mums and Kara went out. Kara found me the last copy of Edward Sissorhands at best buy (sadly I'm not getting it untill christmas though). I got some new clothes including a cute 50's style polka dot dress which I wore to my grandparents 60th wedding anniversary later that weekend. It makes me feel very Pearl Harbor soldiers wife WWII kinda. So other new highlights include me joining Winter Warriors where I just run around alot and weight lift and stuff. I actually suprisingly like it alot. So I ran 2 miles yesterday, did core (aka lots of crunches), and weight lifting (much simular to what I did today as well cept no core). I thought it was funny people asked me why I would want to exercise when I was so skinny already (yay I'm skinny!). Kasie even said damn Kayle you have abs! Which to me was like really??? Seriously??? Yesterday after that (after winter warriors) I hung out with Kendra and her sis. It was fun I ended up watching Animal House for the first time. School not much really these days. Me, Nick and KT discuss bulletins on account of I posted my first bulletin ever a few days ago, some of them are fun. Poetry in English, still slacking in math, medieval Japan, Aztecs, Incas, and then some in AP. Still hate psychology with a passion, Human bio need to study crazy like for that test tomorrow. Tomorrow also is my Lansing conference for Model UN. Should be interesting. I am looking forward to it. Not looking forward as much to Chicago though cause I'm representing the UK in 1977 the topic is apartheid. Guess what the UK did in 1977? Lead a freakin revolution against apartheids with the United States! So that means I'll have to do alot of speeches not to mention I'll (sadly) have to pick on South Africa alot just becuase they were the big apartheid region back in 1977. Plus I'll have to constantly argue with everyone because the UK has such a firm position. I'll have to constantly be defending my country. Goodness. Thats insane. I just hope I'll be able to get something done and not have to waste time always defending myself. Hopefully that'll happen. On the plus side if we have free shopping time (normally we do) I can go to Tiffanys! And as I learn (and agree with) in breakfast at tiffanys, tiffanys can cure any case of the mean reds. Well time for me to study for some Human bio I think packing for my mun conference can be postponed untill after my laundry is done and I learn some more about my skeleton. Terribly sorry this post is so long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116477257472429839?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116477257472429839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116477257472429839' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116477257472429839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116477257472429839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/11/capris.html' title='Capris???'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116398807059963238</id><published>2006-11-19T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T19:01:10.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They have return! And they shape shift!</title><content type='html'>Lets just start this post off with some borat quotes just out of utter humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will look upon your treasures, gyspy. This is understood?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gypsy, give me your tears. If you will not give them to me, I will take them from you!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This suit is black not!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My sister she is 4th best prostitute in all of Kazakhstan!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh goodness! I saw that movie with KT, Kev and Nick yesterday. HILARIOUS! Worth the 8 bucks for sure! I've never seen Nick laugh so hard in my life and KT and Kev were cracking up the whole time! It was so funny! Granted it's like one of the most racist movies ever, so wrong but so funny. Kendra's bday was also Friday which was ok so we hung out for awhile. Insane amounts of drama though (it's worse than Desperate Housewives). Which is by the way is on tonight (so excited)! The basement is repainted...eh I guess it's starting to grow on me but I still hate it. I also have alot of homework which I will now bitch about because it's so friggin stupid. i have to write a 200 point psychology (I...hate...psychology) paper on alcoholism in the family. She's given us only a weeks notice to do this paper (she gave the assginment on Monday with one day in class to work on it). I swear that class drives me insane. I also proubly won't be able to read most of 1984 for the test tomorrow. It takes way too much time to read that thing. Great plot but so annoying. I figure I'll somehow make up for it in the poetry unit we're doing next. And as for Human bio well I'll be excited if I pass extatic if I actually get a good grade. I also have been meaning to do that essay for AP...which is already late. Not to mention I still need to practice my bass and tomorrow I'm either a) going to try out for dance team or b) join winter warriors. Which one though I have no idea. I don't know. My life is really annoying right now, also partly just plain hectic. I'm looking forward to watching Desperate Housewives. That always makes me feel better. I should proubly stop procrastinating now and actually do that damn paper. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116398807059963238?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116398807059963238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116398807059963238' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116398807059963238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116398807059963238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/11/they-have-return-and-they-shape-shift.html' title='They have return! And they shape shift!'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116357480712153100</id><published>2006-11-14T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:13:28.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your lipsticks bright</title><content type='html'>Procrastinating? Of course! Today it's AP and English though (AP note cards/ study for 1984 quiz tomorrow). Week's been ruff. So was last week. All I remember last week was talking about how I had strong facial muscles from laughing on Friday(so random). Weekend was eh. Visited peoples. Didn't have time to get homework done...don't ask. Desperate Housewives was eh. I hate how they're (people who write that crazy show) are always trying to break Orson and Bree up! Bree is like my hero! Why can't they let something awesome happen for her...she deseves it she works so freakin hard...sorry ranting. Nominated Nick for vice president of Congress in gov. He ended up losing but being chairman anyways lol it was funny. Passed some laws. Yay! Although I am starting to worry about myself, a few days ago I cleaned my room...like my whole room. It's actually clean...creepy. Oh worries. Today started out bad but got better. Lots of people liked my bright red lipstick, it was odd even Bowles and Wade commmented on it. Ash, Steven, and Kasie were among a few others as well (thanks guys I feel special!). Granted I did fail my human bio test...that test was not fun. I hope I do better on Friday's test. So today was ok, not really the best. Hung out at Presto's room after school. House was also a pretty sweet episode today and House almost always makes any gloomy day even the slightest bit better. Eh not much else significant though I'm willing to discuss. Pardon my randomness in this post. Just looking forward to the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116357480712153100?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116357480712153100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116357480712153100' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116357480712153100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116357480712153100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/11/your-lipsticks-bright.html' title='Your lipsticks bright'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116313225159198614</id><published>2006-11-09T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:17:31.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra credit if your bill passes</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! Today was ok, i guess. I did pretty sweet on my human bio exam, and that English test. Some fantastic moments were KT and Nick legalizing pot in gov and me and steven eliminating speed limits for our bill resolutions. Almost falling asleep when we had to read about sleep disorders and cycles in Psychology (so ironic). And a significantly smaller crowd in the band hallway for lunch.  Although i have a insane amount of homework (most of which will proubly go un-done). After school I went to Dom's to work on our ap powerpoint with my group and other random people who have no association with my ap class at all. Approximatly 1.5 containers of rasberrys, 2 containers of blueberrys, 3 bananas, the crumbs in the dorritoes bag, 5 root beer floats, and a bag of those ore-ida french fries were consumed between everyone. With procrastination, and the hilariousness of our group though needless to say I didn't leave untill 6:30. So now thats done and over with (and after I watched CSI...which was a lame episode...they didn't solve the freakin murder...what the hells with that). Anyways now that thats over with I should proubly do my homework (aka stupid Ap essay followed by stupid psychology assignment and that stupid math paper that I proubly won't get around to doing.) Oh and I did eventually find my paper about ribs and all that good stuff. It ran away and hid in Ash M's human bio notebook. Oh well I hope tomorrows interesting, at least it'll be friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116313225159198614?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116313225159198614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116313225159198614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116313225159198614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116313225159198614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/11/extra-credit-if-your-bill-passes.html' title='Extra credit if your bill passes'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116304150543731706</id><published>2006-11-08T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T22:02:00.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper weights oh scandalous</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This has not been the most fan-tab-ulous week ever. I will do I slight insignificant recap anyways.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Monday- Turned in ALL of my psychology stuff. Highlight of the day was Kt, Kev and Steven coming over to my house. Steven and Kev read Cosmopolitan. It was one of the most oddest occurances in my life. Hilarious as well though. After they all left Nick came by for awhile and we played 2 rounds of cut throat and then we got bored and just played with the pool balls and talked and stuff. After that all I recollect was taking a long nap and watching my James Dean movie starring James Franco while doing my english sentences.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tuesday-Sevearly agitated I forgot to turn in my english sentences! I had them done and everything but I just like forgot! Haha and Barnes powerpoint. All the republicans I believe were extremely aggravated after that, mostly because it was semi-anti-war/anti-bush. Also I kept getting random nose bleeds throughout the day (twice to be exact) so after blood was gushing from my nose after psychology (and on to the end of my sleeves...I didn't want to scare or alarm people or draw attention to myself so i used my sleeve till i could go to the bathroom) I eventually did get to the bathroom (no thanks to you people who walk so freaking slow!). So after the ends of my sleeves were covered in blood then I was like eh maybe I should go home, just in case it starts again during human bio...which would have been awkward. So thats what I did; I went home. Needless to say my shirt went into the laundry and I slept the afternoon away. I also watched the blue lagoon in which the plot was how to get brook shields naked on a beach. And no I'm not kidding that is pretty much the whole plot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today!!!- Homeworks a bitch! I just finished my math homework but the thing is that it was so easy that I'm kinda second guessing myself. Plus I don't think I'm supposed to have that many negitive answers. It's somewhat unnerving and I find the feeling annoying. I also can not find my god damn paper on the ribs to study for human fuck bio! WHERE DID IT GO???!!! I have quiz tomorrow you stupid paper!!!! It was all colored and pretty and everything!!! Damn. Plus that test on 1984 is tomorrow in English. I hope I can get caught up in my readings. His test questions can be somewhat random so I'm worried that even if I do read the sections I'm not gonna remember a thing. I'm more worried about human bio though so I'll proubly study for that first. Not to mention...I am so not gonna be able to finish that gov assignment...I don't even have a book.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And last but not least on the brightside of things I am getting a 4.0 in Ap World history and Government. I must say I'm extensively proud of myself I wasn't expected them to be so high. Yay me! Anyways right I'm off to go study or at least attempt to be studious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116304150543731706?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116304150543731706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116304150543731706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116304150543731706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116304150543731706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/11/paper-weights-oh-scandalous.html' title='Paper weights oh scandalous'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116278562833354642</id><published>2006-11-05T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T21:00:28.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If all else fails blame it on Freud!</title><content type='html'>Hey week summary! Yay Halloween awesome, went tick or treating. Funs. Most of school this week included tests, presentations, and turning in assignments. I still have to do psychology. I hate that class with a burning fuck passion that I want to take a screw fuck driver to my frontal lobe. Eh why not the occipital as well! Fuck that lets just go for the golden three and smash out my pons or my hippocampus into it turns to absolutly nothing. Who ever needed a spinal cord to transfer messages through axons or neurons or something weird like that anyways. Eh it's been a ruff week. But I got my braces off on Friday. So that was pretty sweet. I celebrated by eating an apple and buying some outlast lipstick this weekend. Cullen turned the big 2-1 (no not 12). He liked my present, I bought him the brave little toaster on dvd. Friday I also hung out with Kendra. One of the rare people I have ever found possibly more random than me. We spent many a good times riding the penny ponnies at Meijers. Plus when we ran out of pennies I went up to a bunch of ladies and asked if they had change for a nickle and they just gave us all their pennies! It was pretty sweet cause there were alot of pennies. Theres your golden rule for ya Mr. Barnes. Um hung out with Dill and Dom today. Saw Man of the year with my rents yesterday. It's been a busy weekend. Plus I finally watched Kinky Boots yesterday (I also found out it's like four days late to return...shit). Anyways it was HILARIOUS, and I loved it! Sadly Krissy I think it might be a little too disturbing for you...possibly Dillon as well...haha and deffiently Steven. It's worse or equal to the effect of Rocky Horror. But I liked it. It was pretty awesome. Well I don't really want to  elaborate on much. Whats the point of it anyways. So hence I am off to do (damn) psychology and read that english novel that is ever so time consuming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116278562833354642?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116278562833354642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116278562833354642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116278562833354642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116278562833354642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-all-else-fails-blame-it-on-freud.html' title='If all else fails blame it on Freud!'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116226965373645970</id><published>2006-10-30T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T21:40:53.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is Waldo???</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! Procrastinating on my homework (once again...big suprise eh). Oh well it's just ick. I have to do my vocab notecards for AP, memorize my skull bones for human bio (utterly hopeless), not to mention do some of my missing assignments. I also need to finish my essay on Marie Antoinette for extra credit for AP. Haha sadly I only have 3 paragraphs. Well random stuff thats happened so far. Went to the halloween dance Friday. No one was there but I hung out with Cathrine (spelled with C or K, idk?), Alex, and Shibley, a few other random people. It was alright. Saturday. Went uptown. Rented movies from the library (Kinky boots, Blue, Lagoon, and James Dean starring James Franco (soooo hot!)). I also rented a book and read it in a whole day! I felt so proud, I just sat there and read it from start to finish, didn't get up or move or anything. It was called Boy Proof. It was ok. After that I watched SNL with Hugh Laurie aka one of the hottest guys ever whos not in his 20's. It was pretty sweet. Sunday cleaned the basement. Took freakin forever. And todays Monday. Honestly people here just should riot against each other; it would give me an excuse to leave. My biggest accomplishment was not speaking for a whole hour (this is difficult in 3rd hour since KT, Nick, Steven, Erika and Mary are ALL in that hour). I'm considering the possibility that I should do it more often. Came home. Fell asleep. Woke up. Cullen was here randomly so I hung out a bit with him before he left and he showed me pictures of him in his "Where's Waldo?" costume that he wore to a halloween party. It was quite amusing. Said bye to Cullen. Carved a pumpkin...it's cute. That pretty much sums up the day/week/weekend/whatever. Proubly should go do my homework (damn). Not to mention practice my bass. Don't want to go to school tomorrow. Ick... school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116226965373645970?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116226965373645970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116226965373645970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116226965373645970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116226965373645970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/10/where-is-waldo.html' title='Where is Waldo???'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116174099639929475</id><published>2006-10-24T18:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T20:59:06.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Green!</title><content type='html'>Ok. Today. Hilarious, misrable, funny, eh not too bad. Summary. Sure why not. 1st hour- watched Hotel Rwanda. Paul is so my hero. 2nd Hour- Steven just HAD to finish recording the info from the surveys. I guess thats ok though cause this means we can somewhat slack off tomorrow. 3rd hour- OMG!!! SOOOOO HILARIOUS! Our group all wore our t-shirts we decorated. We presented on Doug Campbell for the Green Party. Me and KT's shirt said Party Green on it and Nick's said I heart Doug Campbell (haha we decorated it for him). We also wrote the core values of Doug's campaign on the back of Nick's shirt, and the back of mine said "Don't get Arrested." since Doug was arrested for like refusing to leave a convention or something like that (idk). Anyways everyone loved our shirts and Mrs. Wade even took us to show us to Mr. Duffy. The yearbook people also took pictures of us. Haha they took like 3 of Nick. It was great. Hilarious! It was awesomely funny! Lunch- yay chicken noodle soup! 4th- Mrs. Grunwald made us switch seats AGAIN in pyschology! This is the third time so far. Plus Josh sits in front of me...he's tall...dang it. I don't want to ask to be moved though cause I sit next to Lindsay and that'd be sad if she moved me THAT far apart from my compodres. We watched a movie on advertising. It was ridiculous. I possibly might have fallen asleep. 5th- Oh snap. Bio drives me insane. Even more than pyschology. 6th- Ap World History. Test...didn't turn out so fantastic. Damn. Yeah luckily though I get to write about the movie Marie Antoinette for extra credit! Sweet! Well it won't help bunches, but it's better than nothing. And speaking of Marie Antoinette the strokes song "what ever happened?" which I have been addicted to since I've seen it on the Antoinette trailer now reached 50 plays on my itunes. 4 days ago it was at 26. Wow. And thats not even actually listening to it on the physical ipod itself. I got my new ipod today. They gave me a brand-spankin new one; ipod people said it was cheaper to buy a new one than fix my old one. Poor baby ipod. I'm gonna miss it (cries). So after school (and that random MUN meeting) I fell asleep on the couch while watching the Tyra show. It was somewhat interesting it was on how beautiful people get treated better. Fairly depressing as well. Sad but true eh? Thats the way it always goes. Anyways after that I went to my bass lesson which was sweet because it turns out I didn't loose my guitar tab but accidently left it there. It was fun; I learned a new riff. Afterwards Cullen picked me. We hung around the house a bit till we eventually decided to meet Mums at pizza hut for dinner. It was pretty sweet, we even got a desert pizza which wasn't half bad. Then Cullens headed off to school and me and mum for home and now I'm updating when I should be doing my AP homework! Right time to go do that now...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="153" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/campbellpolice.jpg" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes-&lt;br /&gt;"I once had a hoodie...then someone stole it."-Nick&lt;br /&gt;"Who wants to help me staple stuff?!"-me&lt;br /&gt;"Go get the camera."-Mrs. Wade&lt;br /&gt;"Land Before Time is the most awesome movie ever!"- Cullen&lt;br /&gt;"Oh my gosh that's such a good picture of Ashley!"- Lauren in reference to the picture I took of Ash in my locker.&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes the rules need to be challenged."- Our caption under the photo of Doug getting arrested on our poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convos-&lt;br /&gt;"Did they ever make it to the whatcha-macallit place?"-me&lt;br /&gt;"The Great Valley?"-Cullen&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah thats what it's called! I remembered it was something valley."-me&lt;br /&gt;"No, they got eaten by the tyrannosaurus rex. It ate Littlefoot first, than Petri, than Sarah, than Ducky and last Spike."-Cullen&lt;br /&gt;"Not Ducky!"-me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116174099639929475?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116174099639929475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116174099639929475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116174099639929475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116174099639929475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/10/party-green.html' title='Party Green!'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116140452267772349</id><published>2006-10-20T21:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T22:43:49.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern Context</title><content type='html'>Ok. Sorry I've been updating so much. I guess I just get bored on the internet. Oh well. Summary of today. 1st hour- worked on Seirra Leon project with Mary 2nd- Steven wasn't here (I called him later today but he didn't pick up, I'm somewhat worried about him, I hope he's ok). But anyways we just went over different kind of graphs...yeah over half the class had their headphones, was doing homework or just wasn't paying attention. 3rd hour- haha good times with researching crazy Green Party people in gov with Kt and Nick. Quite hilarious. 4th hour- I'm so pist that I did all that work. I stayed up late so I could work on that freaking project for pyschology. I didn't even have to present today...I could have done it this weekend. I freakin hate that psychology class. Lunch- haha, it was funny and ironic...enough said. 5th hour- Human bio...I failed the test...misreably. Damn. 6th- Turned in my note cards (aka vocab). Then we did current events. It was a fairly laid back class day. Sadly I do have some homework to do in that class. Which reminds me that I also deffiently need to cath up in psychology (I...hate...psychology). Also did picture retakes, hopefully they come out alright. After school me and Ash were gonna go see Nightmare before Christmas 3-D but it turns out it was in the Imax in grand rapids or something and we were like damn. So we just went and saw Marie Antoinette. I loved it! It was fantastic. Not to mention a stellar soundtrack. I love the commercial cause it plays the strokes "What ever happened?". As a result that song now has 26 plays on my itunes, from before when it was like 3 or something lol. It was a pretty sweet movie though. Glad I saw it. Can't wait to buy it on dvd.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/marie_antoinette_ver2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116140452267772349?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116140452267772349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116140452267772349' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116140452267772349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116140452267772349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/10/modern-context.html' title='Modern Context'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116131188168979036</id><published>2006-10-19T20:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T20:48:19.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I shot Andy Warhol</title><content type='html'>Ok. I failed the human bio test. Misreably...and horribly. Despite that I did study. Damn. Completly ruined the day and it made me want to engulf myself in a pint of chocolate ice cream. Luckily my mood did get better when I found out I'm gonna be Spain for the lansing model un conference! YAY!!!!!! SPAIN!!!! Plus both the Ashleys (Ash M and Ash B) are in my committee. Ash M is Tanzania (I think), and Ash B is Saudi Arabia. But I'm really excited because I really wanted to be spain and I actually got it! Anyways so after school i did this weird interview video clip thing with Mr. Shaub about my favorite teacher and why, so he could use it for a presentation for like interns or future teachers. I said Mr. Preston and i told the story about how he gave me a bag of M&amp;M's on my birthday. So yeah after that I came home and watched the movie I Shot Andy Warhol. And I gotta say that bitch is CRAZY (the chick who shot Andy Warhol)! She was like ultra butch feminist who like was really smart (ironically she majors in pyschology in college and later ends up in an insane asylum). Anyways she's like seriously set on destorying the whole male section of the human race I'm not even being sarcastic she SERIOUSLY does! Which honey i know guys are assholes but seriously a little TOO extreme. But Andy won't publish her stuff or anything and she shoots him. It's really weird though cause they were kinda friends and Andy like always sticks up for her and she shoots him! Andy Warhol though in the movie is hilarious he reminds me of a passive version of Willy Wonka. He answears everything really short answears and in a nice way like just literally yes or no answears with no further explanation. It was a pretty good movie. I had to sew up my g-unit jeans while I watched the movie (they got holes in the AGAIN), and my cub scout shirt so I can wear them for picture retake tomorrow. Anyways I also have to clean the basement and catch up on homework, so I better start now...especially since those AP note cards and that pysc project are due tomorrow!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/Shot%20Andy%20Warhol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116131188168979036?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116131188168979036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116131188168979036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116131188168979036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116131188168979036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-shot-andy-warhol.html' title='I shot Andy Warhol'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116122279348903164</id><published>2006-10-18T19:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T20:07:03.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it never ended well</title><content type='html'>Ok I seriously proubly should update a little less often. But it's such a fun procrastination tool! Anyways today was fun cause Juniors didn't have to come to school till 11:20 because all the other grades were testing. So I got to sleep in! Yay!!!! Plus then after all of our classes were only 25 minutes. Pretty sweet eh? So yeah all day it was just finishing projects, listening to presentations, and stuff. It wasn't too bad of a day. I am still however horrified for the human bio test tomorrow! OMG it's over EVERYTHING we've done this year...I can't even remember what I did like 3 days ago. So after this post I'm gonna finish the study guild thats due in that class tomorrow and study some more. I also did make attempt to catch up on all this friggin psychology homework but I got half way through my vocab and somehow fell asleep lol. Anyways nothing else significant really. After school I watched the butterfly effect on FX, which I swear gives me the shivers everytime! I've never seen it from the very begining though. Plus it's kinda cool that the girls name is Kayliegh. So it's funny when Aston Kutcher is like I have to go save Kayleigh I love her! And I'm like awww thanks Ashton. It's like one of the only movies that uses my name granted even if it is spelled different. It's kinda sad that it never had a happy ending though. Anyways I'm gonna go study for science, I really want to do well on the test tomorrow. So till I need to procrastinate again I suppose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116122279348903164?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116122279348903164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116122279348903164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116122279348903164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116122279348903164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-never-ended-well.html' title='it never ended well'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116114324257909936</id><published>2006-10-17T21:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T21:47:22.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My psychology class is driving me insane</title><content type='html'>Ok. update i guess. Procrastinating on my psychology homework. And i counted all the vocab words I have to do. 42 freakin VOCAB words! Topped with 16 answear questions like identify the contributions of both monocular and binocular cues of depth, and explain the importance of vestibular senses and the functions of the two divisions. Yes this assignment was due today...I so did not finish...hence it will be late. Then she gave us another assignment thats due tomorrrow; it's 22 pages of reading with 9 follow up questions. Oh and lets not forget the group project she gave us which is due friday. My groups doing the eye and how it works and all that. But oh no it doesn't stop there! I still have two makeup assignments I still have to do in that class. If people ever wonder why I'm so irritable it's proubly because all that work is just for my pyschology class. I also failed (and still need to finish failing) my Ap world history test. Is it really my fault that I can't seem to remember which ancient civilization domesticated the chicken (yes this was seriously a question on the test)? You know what don't even even answear that question. Theres also a human bio test that I'm super nervous about this thursday. It's over everything we've done this year. Plus i don't often do well on Bartels test dispite the fact that I study. Things beside school were ok today. Steven was suprisingly here despite his car crash. I do feel bad that his car got wrecked, he worked so hard over the summer to buy it. I also went to my bass lesson which was pretty sweet. I told Don that I liked the who and he ended up teaching me the bass riff for summer time blues. Plus after my bass lesson I randomly saw Becca when I was walking home with my bass. Returned Breakfast at Tiffanys, rented I Shot Andy Warhol. Watched NCIS with my parents. I'm excited because tomorrow Juniors don't have to come to school till 11:20 or something cause all the other grades are meap testing HAHA SWEET! Plus I could use the extra sleep.Well this post is long enough I'll end it here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116114324257909936?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116114324257909936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116114324257909936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116114324257909936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116114324257909936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-psychology-class-is-driving-me.html' title='My psychology class is driving me insane'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116096852829713042</id><published>2006-10-15T20:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T21:16:39.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Was Dorian Grey so bad?</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. Well it is Sunday night. Friday seems like ages ago. Last week seems like even eons ago. Like an ice age came then it melted and then another ice age came and then it melted again, thats what it feels like. What would you call that? Would you just call it 2 ice ages? i don't know...oh well. Well I slept in extremely late, later than I should have. Cullens woke me and we went grocery shopping. Got some microwavable meals, my cookie dough, and I am super excited that we got some blueberry begals. We also got to listen to the new Killers cd Cullen had bought earlier this month. It's a pretty good album. The music is quite random and frantic I would say (I see London, I see Sam's town, holds my hand and lets my hair down). It's quite different from the 1st album. Todays been terribbly dreadful though and I have so much left to do. Study for ap, write my pyschology paper, write my english book report (I can't decide if I hate Dorian Grey or not), and i still have so much makeup and late work to do. Freakin Gov vocab, and some stupid assignments in crazy class (aka summerize articuls and draw and label picture of the brain). Wouldn't kill me to do those math assignments either or get ahead start on that human bio thing, or do my psychology vocab either for that matter. Plus when I over slept I had a horrible dream, I was in some form of a lunch line. I wanted some curly fries, but Ashley took the last curly fries, and I was like well thats ok I'll just get a cinnimon pretzel cause that sounds really good too, and then I was like wait theres no cinnimon pretzels! And someone was like I swore I saw one around here, and then I saw half of a cinnimon pretzel burried in with the watery corn. And they were like there it is. And I felt sad. Cause someone put the last cinnimon pretzel with the nasty watery canned corn serving dish thing. And there were no more cinnimon pretzels. dang. I did watch Desperate Houswives today. But it didn't make me feel any better. I kinda felt bad because nothing good happened to any of the charectors. And I don't care what people say, Bree is a good mother! Oh well I'm just ranting again. Ignore me. I'll whisper how the episode went to you during gov if you want KT. Well I better go I have alot of work to do and I should stop procrastinating by updating my blog. Hopefully tomorrow will be better despite that cursed Ap world history test, and other things planned into that cursed thing they call school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116096852829713042?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116096852829713042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116096852829713042' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116096852829713042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116096852829713042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/10/was-dorian-grey-so-bad.html' title='Was Dorian Grey so bad?'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116089145983305956</id><published>2006-10-14T23:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T15:43:05.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers to absinthe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/peck.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/200/peck.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey everyone! Greetings from my basement! Today is or possibly was Saturday October 14. I can't believe the weekends already half over if you think about it! I still have SOOOO much to do. Catch up on my crazy class, do that freakin English project, and lets not forget to study for that fan-tastic AP test I get to fail monday (It'll match my human bio test I failed friday...yay). I also have to finish cleaning the basement, but I at least cleaned the bathroom. I kinda felt bad I ruined my goal to practice bass everyday (forgot thursday), but I practiced twice yesterday and today so hopefully that makes up. Got re-addicted to the sims. I also watched Roman Holiday today. I think it's the first black and white movie I've seen since Citizen Kane. It was good but not half as awesome as Breakfast at Tiffanys. Although Gregory Peck is pretty cool. Another highlight of today was watching this Modern Marvels special on the History Channel on Distilleries (aka how booze is made). It was kinda funny cause they pronounced it like liq-core when most Americans and such tend to add an er to it like liq-er. But they talked about the ban of absinthe (aka the "Green Fairy" booze in Moulin Rouge). Sadly it's legal in most of Europe but not the US. Apparently theres a special way to drink it too lol. Oh and Daddy came home this weekend too! He gets around alright but I have a feeling he'll still be on bed rest for awhile so I've been trying to help out. Cullens is coming home tomorrow so we can go grocery shopping (which will be great cause than I can pick out my microwavable meals). Not much else going on. I feel utterly overwhelmed but eh thats kinda the norm nowadays. I miss my ipod too, Cullen says my baby's gone to the ipod hospital...oh poor baby. Well yup that sums it up pretty much! Till next time I suppose. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/200/bef38deb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116089145983305956?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116089145983305956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116089145983305956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116089145983305956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116089145983305956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/10/cheers-to-absinthe.html' title='Cheers to absinthe'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116070986894996424</id><published>2006-10-12T20:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T21:24:29.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No me sigas</title><content type='html'>Hi my compodres. Today has been a bit better than the rest of the week. I though it was cool cause I found THREE WHOLE PENNIES in gov class today on the ground! How awesome is that! I also found a clicky pen but sadly lost it today as well. Although today was better it wasn't fantastic. We all missed you in gov today KT,  and now Nick is in our group so we have a group of like 6 people and we were supposed to be in pairs or groups of three haha. I had lots of work to do today though we got like 30 vocab words in psyco class and another 10 written question on top of it which need like a paragraph each or more to explain it. Plus we had a ludacris amount of note taking in AP World History. After school though I sat with Ashley so she could watch this lame/hilarious spanish detective movie for her spanish class; the acting was so horrible it was funny. I felt kinda bad though cause when I got home from school I fell asleep on the couch and didn't wake up till 8:30! So I missed that review class for AP that Mrs. Wade was doing for that test on Monday, which knowing me I proubly should have gone...damn. So I've pretty much accomplished nothing today, not to mention I still have to practice my bass it's my goal to practice it EVERYDAY so I can memorize all my notes. I did at least watch Grey's Anatomy since I promised Kara I would. I'll confess It's actually not too bad of a show although it is by FAR not nearly as amussing as House or Desperate Housewives. Anyways not anything to amazing or spectacular going on, just alot of work to do. i also still need to return my Audrey Hephurn movies to the library they are currently 2 days going on 3 I think late. Anyways after this I'm going to print out my news articul for AP and study for Human Bio. I really want to do well on the test tomorrow although granted I highly doubt I'm going to. I'm still gonna give it my best shot. I might even attempt to go to bed early. At least tommorrow is friday...although it's gonna be cold walking to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116070986894996424?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116070986894996424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116070986894996424' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116070986894996424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116070986894996424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-me-sigas.html' title='No me sigas'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116062779046928724</id><published>2006-10-11T21:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T22:36:30.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If life were like a HelloGoodbye song</title><content type='html'>oh my god this week has been so hectic! and it's not even freakin over!!!! Right now I'm procrastinating/taking a break from my never ending AP world history vocab. I wish she would have given us this assignment over the weekend like she with her second hour ap class because it seems freakin impossible to keep up with everything. I have sooooo many things to do, for instance this vocab I'm sick of the freakin Parthians, and the Seleucids! Why do they need such fancy terms for such simple things! It's not that I don't like the topics but it's sooo much info I have to remeber. Not to mention I have that human bio quiz friday on the integumentary system. I seriously have to do well on that test. We also got another project in freakin psycology and we didn't even get to pick our groups, and I still have to do my missing assignments for that class. I have to do my English project this weekend as well (Dorian Grey you asshole). Not to mention several math worksheets. And of course I still havent finished the vocab in american gov...damn. It's so hard balancing all my homework, attempting to practice my guitar (seriously have to memorize my notes and scales I felt so bad that I didn't know them for yesterdays guitar lesson), and trying to help Mom around the house since shes with dad at the hospital most of the time. Things deffiently haven't been exactly easy. Dads at the hospital still but they might release him tomorrow (but then again thats what they said last week...). I got to see him today but I must say he is kind of a kill joy but I cant say I blame him. It's gonna be hard when he comes home though i think, me and mums will have to take care of him and keep up the house and stuff. I've been trying to help mums though cause I know she feels quite overwhelmed. I also broke my ipod (...again), Cullen was nice enough to take it into best buy for me and now it's being sent to be repaired or some weird shit like that. Plus I think today was the first day i didn't wear makeup to school. Thats proubly not very significant though and now I'm just ranting. A few visits from KT, and Kev though this week were pretty fun. Lol who's ticklish? And my new re-addiction to listening to HelloGoodbye and Billy Talent deffiently get my spirits up. Well I'm just looking forward to the weekend. Hopefully the rest of the week will go a bit better and if worse comes to worse I can always watch some old school movies to make me feel better. I could deffiently go for some Breakfast at Tiffany's or East of Eden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116062779046928724?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116062779046928724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116062779046928724' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116062779046928724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116062779046928724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-life-were-like-hellogoodbye-song.html' title='If life were like a HelloGoodbye song'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116044792182580216</id><published>2006-10-09T19:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T20:59:08.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The humor of telephones</title><content type='html'>eh...today was kinda shitty. For starters I really got to work on that english project...god damn the portrait of dorian grey. Orson Wells you are one messed man...but then again I shouldn't talk seeing as I'm me. Math was pretty fun, deffiently one of my favorite hours of the day. We're doing probability so it's not to hard and I have someone to talk to which is far better than some of my classes where I have hardly any friends at all, so it's actually one of the few highlights of the day. Gov wasn't too bad either. We just did stuff on the ammendments. We envoke the right to shoot you if you set one god damned foot on our property! I think after hearing KT's voice messages on her cellular communication device she should put the second amendment to good use. Lunch listening to Kt's phone...omg hilarious. 4th hour psycology...damn mother fucking packets of mother fucking reading...I hate mother fucking packets. Anyways 5th hour Human Bio, turns out I failed the test horribly (despite the fact that I did study...oh well). Turns out though I'm getting a 3.0 or like a 3.5 (aka better than i expected) in the class so that did make me feel a tad better. 6th hour Ap World History, lots of writing, wasn't much fun. Plus I learned that we have a test on Friday. I'm deffiently gonna study, I want to do well on it. Had a few friends over after school...hilarious times with cell phones enough said. Ummm then I just sat around and contemplated the day and significant events really. Eventually I made myself coffee and listened to Breakfast at Tiffany's on vinyl. Everything sounds better on vinyl. Watched the ending of Dead man on Campus, it was pretty funny. Went uptown and bought some pop. Came home...bored...nothing unusual. Proubly time to do my homework now. Or at least watch my other Audrey Hephurn movie that I need to return tomorrow. What I would give for a trip to Tiffanys right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116044792182580216?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116044792182580216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116044792182580216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116044792182580216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116044792182580216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/10/humor-of-telephones.html' title='The humor of telephones'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116036561521994499</id><published>2006-10-08T21:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T22:19:31.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten dollars at Tiffany's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What ten dollars will buy you at Tiffany's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/T054621A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/T054621A.jpg" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/000094a40b2.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="111" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/000094a40b2.3.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello. Greetings...all that jazz and such I would suppose. Off the top of my head deepest sympathies to KT...sorry about creeps...ewww...webbervilles homecoming sounds like it sucked serious ass. Weekends been hectic and short. Friday I donated blood. i felt really proud a whole pint! Granted though I think I might have fainted at the end...not really sure...oh well I was fine eventually. And Kt tell your madre that yes I drank plenty of water and not very much pop (half a can of sprite and 2 bottles of water and no i didnt even open the the can of coke she saw me with). I would have drank more water but I slept almost all the day away and unfortunatly cannot drink water or any thing else that matter when I am unconcious on the couch. I saw Mrs. Way in the hospital when I went to see my dad. He's doing a bit better but they're concerened his spinal fluid or something isn't draining fast enough, we're just hoping they don't have to opperate. I pinned up the coloring book page I had colored earlier of a dancing milkshake to his bullitin board in his room. Hopefully it'll make hime feel better. Saturday...ummm...trying to remember. Oh yes I remember Ash and a few other compodres unexpectidly came over. It was quite amusing. Played some street fighter on the super nintendo. Stayed up way too late. End of Saturday. Today worked on my political comics for my gov project. Watched Breakfast at Tiffany's which is now one of my new favorite movies! I absolutly adored it! Audrey Hephurn is so sophisticated. I must say she was fantastic in it and it was better than when I watched Funny Face. It was so terribly romantic and the ending is just to die for. Her charector in it was so fun I loved it. Anyways I also did alot of sewing today I sewed part of a shirt on to another, which took awhile but now it looks really cool. I also sewed all the buttons on this one pair of pants, the entire butt pockets were lined with buttons, it's really cool looking. Me and Kara also watched Desperate Housewives. I could really relate to alot of the charectors on that episode. I should proubly end this post here, I have a feeling that my feelings will lead me to say something I will regret. Best forget about it eh. I think Audrey and I need to have breakfast at Tiffanys. It's just that kinda day.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="97" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/bat_05.jpg" width="146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116036561521994499?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116036561521994499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116036561521994499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116036561521994499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116036561521994499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/10/ten-dollars-at-tiffanys.html' title='Ten dollars at Tiffany&apos;s'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-116010884564254219</id><published>2006-10-05T21:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T22:33:10.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why you should put rocks in your purse</title><content type='html'>Greetings!!! Ok update on shit so far.&lt;br /&gt;-Who Concert. AWESOME! Sadly the didn't play The Kids are Alright, I Can see for Miles, and Pictures of Lily but this all ok because of two words...Baba O'Riley!!! Plus they played the who are you song which was pretty sweet. Shirts kinda pricey (I got 2 I'm getting one for christmas), Peter freakin Townsend (yeah he did do the windmill guitar playing thingy too! If anyone understood what I just meant at all...), and of course lots of HILARIOUIS drunk old people. I seriously saw an old lady wearing a peach turtle neck shirt drunk and dancing with her drunk bald husband...it was ummm interesting/funny/disturbing/odd. But I have only one question to ask, are the kids gonna be alright?&lt;br /&gt;-My Dads been in the hospital for the past week, he got in a nasty hockey accident and hit his head against the boards REALLY freakin hard. He was going to be released sooner but then they realized he was leaking spinal/brain fluid today and so he has to stay for another week. He also has to go to detroit for eye surgery (double vision). We think he's gonna be ok but I do miss him. I talked to him a few hours ago on the phone and he told me to quit procrastinating and work on my political comic project for gov.&lt;br /&gt;-5th grade camp today I was a counciler with KT. Highlights including doing some other kids tin cut out (which was actually fun), crazy "french" fur traders and a lady who pretends to be a 400 year old indian (Dam beavers), sawing logs (wicked sweet!), THE PIRATE GAME!!! (Captains Coming, At Ease, Ships, Sailers, Seasick, HIT THE DECK!!!, man overboard, 3 men rowing, 4 men eating, 5 men pointing north.), watching Dan Nix trying to climb the rock wall when the pegs are small and made for 6 year olds with extremly tiny hands and feet (also followed with a 5th grade girl calling Dan a sissy), Kt's extremly friendly 5th grader (yeah he totally wants to buddy up with you), camp songs (Magalina Hagalina, roll call, hmmmm cold spagetti) and of course bee-wax candles (yeah my candle turned out...ummm...interesting.). Anywho it was a fun time. Tre awesome.&lt;br /&gt;-Went to the movies with Ashie today (after Panda Express of Course). Saw School for Scoundrels. Was pretty funny...terribly romantic in a way I guess too. Save the lobsters.&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Pete has been here for the past few days, he gave me a pair of old pj pants that melanie gave him awhile back. There pretty sweet though I like them alot.&lt;br /&gt;-I REALLY need to go do my homework and study for my human bio test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;-Damn this is not a short post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-116010884564254219?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/116010884564254219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=116010884564254219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116010884564254219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/116010884564254219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-you-should-put-rocks-in-your-purse.html' title='Why you should put rocks in your purse'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115941660374749438</id><published>2006-09-27T21:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T22:11:40.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate the wild child theory</title><content type='html'>Well greetings everyone! Things have been better since homecoming (goes and sulks in corner just thinking about it). I'm looking forward to next weekend though cause I'm going to Webbervilles homecoming with Kt and one of her friends from work. I think it'll be alot of fun. plus I'm going to see the who this friday in concert!!! So excited!!! Thats gonna be sweet! I'm gonna get my eardrums blown out! Schools been alright this week too. Granted I did have to start part 1 of a 2 day math test, but I actually felt like it was somewhat easy (haha which proubly means I failed knowing my luck), I also had to do my notecards for AP last night and they werent nearly as hard as I thought they were going to be, which was actually suprising. Granted though Human bio is a pain. Mr. Bartel explains things really fast, and I'm still confused about exactly what were supposed to read in our book to fill out that pink packet. So today went at least pretty well besides that. After library club after school, Ash came over and we watched some of FUSE and typed textes into perfect pair, I seriously don't know why thats so fun it just randomly is. We were both pretty tiered though so Ash left about 4:30 and then I took WAY too long of a nap. Which afterwards I got bored and ended up watching Ever After...damn romance. It was pretty good though, always fun to revisit those kinds of movies like the ones that are constantly on the telle you own it on dvd but you still will watch it anyways, idk I'm just ranting now. Then Cullen randomly came home so I talked to him for a bit. But yeah that pretty much sums up the evening. Not really much to it. Proubly should force myself to do some homework, damn homework, although granted none of it's due till like friday so I'm debating if I REALLY want to do it or not. Although I'm trying to kick my old habbits so maybe I should. Oh well we'll call that an ending of a post, it works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115941660374749438?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115941660374749438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115941660374749438' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115941660374749438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115941660374749438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-hate-wild-child-theory.html' title='I hate the wild child theory'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115915767536299918</id><published>2006-09-24T22:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T22:14:35.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a waste of a dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/200/red%20dress006.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/red%20dress009.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/200/red%20dress009.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, this weekends just sucked. Friday i went to the football game. Me and Ashies got coffee (cause it was so flippin cold). The game was alright but we had to drive to Haslet on account of that we don't have a football field due to construction. The game wasn't that bad though the student section was by the band so I got to say hello to the compodres every now and again. Had a convo with Alex and Aaron on like every guy movie ever (Resevior Dogs, Kill Bill, Sin City, Dane Cook and excetra). Anyways I'm not going to go into all the bad shit about the game cause it's my oppinion that it was blown out of proportion as it was and I don't want it to become this like grudge, feud, or continued fiasco so I'm not even going to describe it. Point is it made me fairly moody and cynical to say the least. So me and Ash left cause the game was canceled due to rain and lightnig and stuff anyways. So me and Ashies went to see Jackass 2. HILARIOUS STUPIDITY! Made me feel better but also made me gag at a few parts. After that i went home and hung out with my Uncle Pete and watched Tremers 3 (hilarious horrible graphics). Talking to Uncle Pete made me feel alot better. My Uncle Petes the shiz We talked mostly just about school and Lindsay (she's uncle pete's former step-daughter, so it's kinda like family). Anyways he just gave me the don't be like lindsay speech aka age 23 with a redneck husband 2 kids and one on the way. I actually appreciated it though, I know Uncle Pete's lookin out for me. So the next day was homecoming. I wore my ever so cute red dress (If only life like that Motion City Soundtrack song...gosh just thinking about the song "red dress" made me sad...it's so freakin romantic). Granted the dress was pretty low cut when I showed the family (Uncle Pete, Mom, Grandpa D, Dad, and Kara) I said I was thinkin of curling my hair for a marilyn monroe or shirley temple curl Uncle Pete joked and said hopefully more Shirley than Marilyn. So it POURED RAIN when KT and Kev came to get me. We also went to get Ash and Kristina (Dawn had to have pictures). Then we went to Old Chicago for dinner. Kristina said the sweetest thing though she said if I dyed my hair blond I would look just like Marilyn Monroe. That really made my day. So everyone got the pizza and i got the oh I can't spell Lazanya (ya'll so know what I'm talking bout though). Anyways went to the dance. It sucked the DJ would only play rap and I had no one to dance with majority of the time. Plus the chaperones were being more pickey than usual, they wouldn't let me sit on Katies lap. Plus I was misrable when I got home, and worse I lost and or someone stole my instimatic camera (tears), I'll try not to drag on with anymore depressing details though. Thanks especially to Kt and Kev for stickin with me. Today was better though, watched some of my marilyn movie (still have to finish it), got new shoes on sale! And the season premire of Desperate Houswives! Not looking forward to Monday, it's going to be possibly akward, I think i have to ask bowls if I can see the tape to see who has my camera (even more akward), I have a bio test (bout to go study for it), and proubly reviews for a bunch of other tests this week (including math...whoever shot Andy Warhol...please stop by at my house...if you have the spare time). Anyways this post is freakishly long but whatever. I have shit to study for. What a waste of a dress though...no one even cared...I was proubly better off staying home saturday wearing my dress and watching The Prince and the Showgirl (aka my marilyn monroe movie I rented from the library). If it's two things that always make me feel better it's James Dean and Marilyn Monroe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115915767536299918?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115915767536299918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115915767536299918' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115915767536299918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115915767536299918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-waste-of-dress_24.html' title='What a waste of a dress'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115855345864880629</id><published>2006-09-17T21:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T22:24:18.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A la mode</title><content type='html'>yeah random picture update... again. Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Today I went shopping with Mums and Kara I bought pants, shirts, jewerly and of course a monchichi...aint she just the cutest thing ever! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/MVC-144S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I have not one but two couches!!! I must say though after like going a year without a couch it is kinda akward having one now. I don't know what to do with it.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/MVC-145S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I ACTUALLY did some of my homework today (gasp)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-me and Kara saw Little Miss Sunshine, awesome movie, It's number 4 in my top 5 movies of all freakin time. I love Dwayne...he's my hero...and well he's really freakin hot too. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="190" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/little_miss_sunshine.0.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/281x211.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="177" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/little_miss_sunshine_ver2.jpg" width="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I hate Kt's texting plan, it won't let me text her freakishly long text messages becuse she's not on verizon. So it'll cut me off in the middle of a text so I'm not sure how much she was able to read lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm well not much these days, or not much I feel like talkin about. maybe later bye y'all. Oh and check out this sweet pic of me with a top hat...cause top hats are AWESOME. Cullen lent it to me suggesting I wear it and dress like Usher for hip hop day for spirit week tomorrow. I proubly won't wear it (I'll never be able to look hip hop), but that doesn't change the fact that it's a flippin sweet top hat. Thanks Cullen.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/tophats004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115855345864880629?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115855345864880629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115855345864880629' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115855345864880629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115855345864880629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/09/la-mode.html' title='A la mode'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115794481626777391</id><published>2006-09-10T20:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T21:58:49.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A picture update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heres my homework for my phyco class (phycology). We had to do that thing where you put a bunch of a pictures together with a common theme (I know what it's called but sadly don't know how to spell it). We had to do one of those about ourselves. Heres mine:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/MVC-127S.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Also I got the "Brick" aka the book I have to read for AP World History.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/MVC-130S.jpg" border="0" /&gt; And In case you couldn't tell how thick it was from the 1st pic here is another&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/MVC-131S.jpg" border="0" /&gt; And I also now have a hole in my favorite g-unit jeans! I want to cry! They're my FAVE! I'm not used to having holes in my jeans unless they came that way lol. I'm kinda sad though cause now my knee is kinda cold.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/MVC-139S.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Today I also watched the Rocky Horror Picture Show with KT. It was hilarious!!! Lol step to the left, three to right, hands on your hips, close your legs tight! Love those dance moves, Tim Curry is awesome, Columbia's my hero and I want to wear some mickey mouse ears now.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/downloads_pics_14.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The Time Warp Song, lol I love how Riff Raff is randomly holding a bagel or cookie or something.&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value=" Oh and last and of course random. I was bored and heres a picture of what I look like exactly on this day, who knows by tommorow I could go crazy chop my hair short(er) dye it red and run off to a rocky horror picture convention dressed as Columbia. Well at least I know most of the dance steps. Randomly starts dancing (step to the left, three to the right...). &lt;img style=" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/MVC-143S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Gosh I look so innocent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115794481626777391?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115794481626777391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115794481626777391' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115794481626777391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115794481626777391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/09/picture-update.html' title='A picture update'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115767206900681100</id><published>2006-09-07T16:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T17:39:20.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All different names for the same thing</title><content type='html'>Oh my god today was insane. I gave up on math it is no longer enjoyable it has deffiently jumped from the top of the scale to the bottom. Gorvernment was actually fun today when I got in a conversation with that new guy about our if you were stranded on an island with 100 people and had to divide the wheat field and water between them what laws you'd make and such project. We had a conversation about why in gods name a wheat field? Why not a corn field? Or even better I said imagine if it was a cabbage field and cabbage patch kids were the natives on the island and they came out of the cabbage and attacked us with their war paint and their spears like that one scene in Pirates. Plus in English there was this HUGE contraversy of how the fuck to pronounce my name? What???!!! I don't care!!! Are we going by how I think it should be pronounced or how other people think it should be pronounced??? Or does all that matters is my mothers opinion? Well fuck my mothers opinion she gave me a lousy name anyway she should have just named me something happy like Sarah. All that matters is how I think it should be pronounced right? Like when in big Daddy he didn't want to be called Julian but frankinstien. My opinion never mattered anyways though especially in my name choosing cause I would have never named myself Kayle especially with only one e. But I've come to the conclusion that each day my life becomes more and more like the tv show house. And I'm house, I hate people, I'm coming to the point where I don't care, I don't need approval I'll never get it anyways. Besides I'll always have a Wilson. It's inevitable that at some point everyone will hate me. Oh well. It's gonna happen. Well I proubly should do my homework. And then it's off to a shitty tomorrow. Fan-freakin-tastic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115767206900681100?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115767206900681100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115767206900681100' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115767206900681100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115767206900681100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/09/all-different-names-for-same-thing.html' title='All different names for the same thing'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115759346167566688</id><published>2006-09-06T18:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T19:44:21.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The real Labrinyth</title><content type='html'>Greetings my compodres! I should inform you that I do not like school (gag me now). I have no fun classes and dare oh dare I say my favorite class so far is....math! What has the world come to! So my schedual is as follows with a explanation of each. 1st hour- doesn't exist cause I dropped my lcc class and have to be rescedualed but I have to show up anyways in case they call me down to the counclers. 2nd hour- MATH!!!!! Hilarious hanging out with Steven, Stowers, and Christina Z. (can't spell last name), plus Mr. Travis seems ok so far. 3rd hour- American Government, hangin out in Kt and Steven hard to pay attention in that class cause I only have an attention span of like 10 minutes unless its something I find unusually interesting. 4th hour- Enviorment Chem. still debating about switchin out of it. Struck enough said. Generally hate it. Lunch- Sucks I sat by myself in a hallway today listening to my ipod and eating animal crakers cause our schools gone "healthy". 5th hour- English taught by Barnes, hangin out with Kt, Steven, and Becca, it's a sweet class. 6th hour- AP World History, I have that class with Dom but it's soooooooo hard to listen in that class, so many facts, requirments, not so much my favorite class. So there you have it a Kayle school day in a nut shell. Fantastic I know I'm jumping with joy as we speak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115759346167566688?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115759346167566688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115759346167566688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115759346167566688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115759346167566688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/09/real-labrinyth.html' title='The real Labrinyth'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115666549867445824</id><published>2006-08-27T01:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T01:58:18.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>drawing different kinds of lines</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone. Not much these days. Cullen had me up watching House on dvd again and I felt like posting before I went to bed even though I am quite overwhelmed with that sleepy feeling. Lately I've been listening to alot of remixes and some new music. I've been listening to the Killers new song "When you were young" and although Brandon Flowers trying to sing blues, possible country raspy rattled with his voice which is well I'm not even gonna go into that, but I swear that first verse gets me every time, reminds me of the Postal services "Brand New Colony", love that song too. I also got a remix of Mr. Brightside and they slow it down almost to the point where it kinda sounds poetic like you actually feel bad for this guy cause hes stuck in the whole moulin rouge sequence. I think I might possibly like it more than the original song. I also got Prodigy's "Smack my bitch up" and its like the best song ever and it only has 2 sentences repeated in the whole song. Haha so yeah I've mostly been helpin mums out at school, slightly afraid to got to my lcc French class on Monday, celebrating my new cell phone, made my shit to do list, ephianys, realizations, hate em all to hell, I'm starting to get on my own nerves. I'm gonna go to bed now, night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115666549867445824?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115666549867445824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115666549867445824' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115666549867445824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115666549867445824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/08/drawing-different-kinds-of-lines.html' title='drawing different kinds of lines'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115631338203367224</id><published>2006-08-23T00:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T00:09:55.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A pirates life for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'5'" width="'600'" border="'0'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1130267908PIRATE" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Captain Jack Sparrow&lt;/b&gt;. Roguish,quick-witted, and incredibly lucky, Jack Sparrow is a pirate who sometimes ends up being a hero, against his better judgement. Captain Jack looks out for #1, but he can be counted on (usually) to do the right thing. He has an incredibly persuasive tongue, a mind that borders on genius or insanity, and an incredible talent for getting into trouble and getting out of it. Maybe its brains, maybe its genius, or maybe its just plain luck. Or maybe a mixture of all three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'300'" border="'0'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Captain Jack Sparrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'96'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;96%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Batman, the Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'83'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;83%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Indiana Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'75'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;James Bond, Agent 007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'75'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;The Amazing Spider-Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'71'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;71%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Lara Croft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'71'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;71%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Neo, the "One"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'67'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;67%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;El Zorro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'54'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;54%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;William Wallace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'54'" bgcolor="#00dddd" 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style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;38%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" size="1" q_id=""&gt;Which Action Hero Would You Be? v. 2.0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;created with &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115631338203367224?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115631338203367224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115631338203367224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115631338203367224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115631338203367224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/08/pirates-life-for-me.html' title='A pirates life for me'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115474262031431335</id><published>2006-08-04T19:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T19:55:11.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Panic! at the Disco pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/gnljd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/022_0A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/piunmmv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/piunmmv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gal pals were talking on there cell phones, sadly I did not have one, so I took this picture instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/017_6A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/017_6A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me with Panic! at the disco and some random chick in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/020_3A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/020_3A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/015_8A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/015_8A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/014_9A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/014_9A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/011_12A.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115474262031431335' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115474262031431335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115474262031431335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/08/panic-at-disco-pictures.html' title='Panic! at the Disco pictures'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115420838945953923</id><published>2006-07-29T15:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T15:26:29.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"What was that whale noise?" -Cullen</title><content type='html'>Greetings my fellow...whatever the hell you are. I apologize in advance for any spelling errors or fucked up ness with the keyboard on account of I haven't typed for roughly a week and am currently clicker key board happy and getting readjusted to the whole oh thank god I'm home/electronics/people/more than 3 rooms in a house thing. Anywho the trip was alright I guess.The first few days went soooooooo slow that I went practically insane but luckily I survived. Did alot of shopping. Alot of walks on the beach, watched alot of Scrubs on dvd cause it was what the fam could agree on (we only had 1 telle). And hence since there was only 1 telle I had to watch Cullen play God of war on the dvd player all the time and laughed whenever the screen said "You are dead". Colored with my crayons. Listened alot to my ipod. The song "I'll fly away with you"(l'Amours toujours)(Bla Bla bla edit) by Gigi D'Agostino, which I became first addicted to roughly the day before I left now is number 23 on my top 25 most played with 57 plays. I listened to that song 50 fucking times. Oh well it's not as bad as getting that moheato (however you spell the booze) commercial stuck in my head. God I love that commercial. Yeah so that pretty much sums it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115420838945953923?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115420838945953923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115420838945953923' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115420838945953923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115420838945953923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-was-that-whale-noise-cullen.html' title='&quot;What was that whale noise?&quot; -Cullen'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115355346621203218</id><published>2006-07-22T01:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T02:02:29.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The original original</title><content type='html'>Ok last post before I go up north to the good ol great lakes. There I shall be bored out of my friggin mind and go seriously insane (more than already). So here, yay a list of shit thats happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cullen broke the pool stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching Pants off dance off reruns on Fuse in the early hours&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Latest song addictions: "I'll fly away with you"(l'Amours toujours)(Bla Bla bla edit) by Gigi D'Agostino, "Oh Yeah" by the Subways, "Woman" by Wolfmother, "Alive with the glory of love" by Say Anything, "Punk" as well as "Left Suzuki Method" by the Gorillaz.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My first base guitar lesson (that guy was slightly more scary than me)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got to watch a Marilyn Monroe special followed by a James Dean special back to back on WKAR (how awesome and coincidental is that!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've eaten four muffins today (Cullen said I was going crazy)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I found out that when your headphones come out of your ipod your music automatically pauses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I danced for roughly two hours straight yesterday(proubly more if I wasn't counting it straight, see new song addiction list)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;got re-addicted to playing the sims&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;haven't had ANY pop today (wow...creepy)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well...I can't think of anything else...so yeah see ya'lls in a week or so. Oh and welcome to Williamston Krissy, enjoy you stay. Bye, so long, toodles and all that jazz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115355346621203218?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115355346621203218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115355346621203218' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115355346621203218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115355346621203218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/07/original-original.html' title='The original original'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115327390348430142</id><published>2006-07-18T18:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T20:28:26.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smooth Criminal</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Greetings my fellow people who read blogs as well as mine and stuff like that. Sorry I haven't updated but I've really just been too lazy to. Really I've just been bored lately, I pretty much act bitter towards everyone, cause well I can and cause I hate majority of everyone. Most everyones gone anyways, jobs, dates/bf's/gf's, vacations and all. So I've been trying to improve myself since I have nothing else to do, and well I'm bored. So enjoy this list of stuff thats happened: Got a pool table (still suck at pool though), got a new ipod (covered by the insurance policy of the last one), Watching the History and Disney Channel, I listen to hip hop and retarded music now and I won't say some of them cause a few I deserve to be mocked for, Saw you me and dupree, and the couples lists yet grows longer, eating less junk food, cleaned out my itunes of all the crap i don't listen to, saw Panic! at the Disco in concert the whole shenanigin was themed moulin rouge carnival and I officially decided I wanna be a Panic! at the Disco dancer, I work out (omg there is an apocalypse), watch some movies (watched Fight Club yesterday, The Stepford Wives the day before that, today I think I'll watch Pirates of the Caribbean, possibly Saved!), I cleaned organized and moved the furniture in my room, I also cleaned the basement, float about the pool every now and again. Yup thats about it. Bored really. Well I'm leaving Saturday to go up north for a week. I feel especially bad that I'll miss Steven and Trav's paintball game, but I don't think they'll miss me that much anyways it's proubly for the best. After all I'm sure Trav will be hangin with Karly and Steven with Taylor so I'm sure they'll have some company. Who knows maybe I'll even get a bit tan while I'm up north. Oh well I'm sure it's all gonna work out for the best anyways.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115327390348430142?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115327390348430142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115327390348430142' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115327390348430142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115327390348430142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/07/smooth-criminal.html' title='Smooth Criminal'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115216805603353961</id><published>2006-07-06T00:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T00:44:22.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna be a Pirate</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/Johnny008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dear everyone. Lake was ok. Bored outta my mind generally speaking. Got that Russian climber song stuck in my head quite frequently (yes I know the words to a song in Russian...but no I can not pronounce it right, so you might as well scratch that). Went tubing which was more like sit on raft and grip handle for dear life, it was very amusing though. Cousins and cousin entourage were there, didn't talk to them a whole lot though. Watched the Princess Bride with french subtitles (none of the movies would just let me watch it in just French). 4th of julie I came home. I was gonna have a party but I called Ash first and she was like you just wanna come over here, and I was like yeah thats sounds cool. So I just went to Ash's and hung out with her and Kristina. Later we went up early to see the fireworks and hung out at AMC for at least like an hour, me and Kristina watched part of Click (Devil wears Prada was pretty full). Then we watched the fireworks. We had like FRONT ROW seats, it was awesome. Then afterward we just hung out in the parking lot till traffic cleared. Ash spent the night and we watched Saved!, colored, and texted random people. Then today went to a clay class with Mum and Kara. I really do it more for Mums sake than my own though. I'm pissed though that we drive an hour to get to it but nooooooo okemos is too god damn far for anyone to get me guitar, or fencing, or anything cool lessons. Then I went to the pre-showing of Pirates of the caribbean II with Ash and Cullens. It was AWESOME! I heart Jack Sparrow. I also wore my pirate hat and Pirates of the Caribbean shirt to the showing. Got alot of stares but I'm already used to that. And now I totally want to be a Pirate. I wish I could sword fight, or fist fight, or you know do anything pirate-ish. I put alot of that stuff on my to do list for the summer, I doubt I'll be able to do any of it though. Oh well I can always pretend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115216805603353961?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115216805603353961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115216805603353961' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115216805603353961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115216805603353961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-wanna-be-pirate.html' title='I wanna be a Pirate'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115182003801488223</id><published>2006-07-01T23:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T00:00:38.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. Today was alright I suppose. I got to go driving with Daddy and I actually didn't screw up too bad (yay me, thats a first). We went to the Travelers Club for lunch. It was spiffy. Then me and mumsy went shopping I got ALOT of shoes, and some cheap tank-tops. Sadly I cant wear them since I got sunburnt. Cullen said it looks like I poured boiling hot water on myself, I say it looks like I escaped the great chicago fire on my shoulders. Yes it is that bad. Thats gonna suck too, cause I'm leaving for the weekend to go to Grandpa's (Bruski's side). He has a house on a lake, and alot of my crazy, random and slighty scary and questionable cousins will be there with there entourage that generally follows them everywhere. It's going to be a long weekend. I have a feeling I'll get bored out of my freaken mind at one point, but i suppose it is inevitable. So why cullen gets to put holes in walls and have friends over (he had more over today), I comfort myself in cute shoes, James, and well chocolate doesn't hurt either. And since I'm bored outta my freaken mind already I'll keep this post short and sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115182003801488223?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115182003801488223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115182003801488223' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115182003801488223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115182003801488223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/07/shoes.html' title='Shoes'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115174453497174891</id><published>2006-07-01T02:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T03:04:02.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Black nail polish</title><content type='html'>Greetings everyone. Well I'm kinda pist that mums hasn't done anything about Cullen putting a hole it the wall the size of Pam Andersons boobs, but Mum is like that. In fact that exact day he was allowed to hang out with Robert and today he had his friend AND his friend's gf over and there staying the night. And I had to vaccum...for cullens friends...all I have to say is...what...the...fuck. Me and Ash also picked up the basement. And then mum asked me to empty the dishwasher, and I'm like are you serious? So hence I refuse to empty the dishwasher today. But maybe thats hard for people to understand. Yeah cause of course if I put a FUCKING HOLE in the wall, yeah, Cullen can put FUCKING holes in the wall, but NO i have to empty the freakin dishwasher, and clean my room just to go out to the movies with Ash. I am clearly missing something because if I PUT A HOLE IN THE WALL then I WOULD BE FUCKING GROUNDED. But maybe I'm just god damn mother fucking dilusional and thats the way its supposed to go. So I've spent the day watching my newly edited music videotape, Once upon a time in mexico/Nightmare on Elmstreet (god bless Johnny), and listening to music very loudly. But with the help of James Dean and the fact that I just painted my nails black and they look really, really pretty, I think in the end all is well. Well except the fact that its really early in the morning, I really need to fix my whole crazy sleep schedual thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115174453497174891?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115174453497174891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115174453497174891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115174453497174891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115174453497174891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/07/black-nail-polish.html' title='Black nail polish'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115147553497235715</id><published>2006-06-27T23:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T00:29:28.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When one door closes jump out the window</title><content type='html'>Hi once again. I'm having a difficult time you see because my mind currently thinks it's sometime between 1 and 3 in the afternoon, so I really want to drink this pop because well thats what I do at like 3 in the afternoon. But you see it is not 3 in the afternoon. It is currently 2 in the morning. See I had to go today (at like 7:30 in the morning mind you) to go to Grandma's house and help her clean. So I spent the whole day washing windows, screens, and really really old (and dusty) curtains. Hence it was a looooong tiering day. It didn't help any the weathermans a bloody liar and it didn't rain today. It was hot and sunny ALL day, which was not easy for window cleaning. So when I got home I was really tiered and fell asleep at like 4:30 (P.M. so you don't get confused), and ended up waking up at 12:30 A.M. So hence I got 8 WHOLE FUCKING HOURS OF SLEEP, and now I'm going to be up all night. But I don't want to be up all night, I was trying to fix my bad sleep habbits not fuck em up more. curses. And so you see there is a cold unopened can of pepsi sitting next to me, and I REALLY want to drink it, but I don't want to be up ALL night (or morning I should say). But is it safe to say that is inevitable? I mean its already 2 am. I've only been up 2 hours, it's not like I'm going to get tiered relevantly soon. I still have another like 4-6 hours till I get even remotely sleepy right? So would drinking caffine make a diff since it seems I'm doomed to be up anyway? But then again what happens if I actually do get tiered before then? I mean what happens if randomly I get suddenly tiered in the next 2 hours? I could possibly return my hectic sleep schedule to somewhat of it's original normality. Should I risk that by drinking caffine that could possibly postpone my sleep? Decisions, decisions. Sounds like either way I'm screwed though.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and look and what that brother of mine did while I was gone. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/crutch001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/crutch001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and yes that is a hole in the wall...with a crutch)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115147553497235715?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115147553497235715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115147553497235715' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115147553497235715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115147553497235715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/06/when-one-door-closes-jump-out-window.html' title='When one door closes jump out the window'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115138051543090058</id><published>2006-06-26T21:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T21:55:15.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The leaning tower of tiers</title><content type='html'>Greetings everyone! Sorry my last post was sooooo long. But it was way to awesome of a day to some it up in just a few sentences. And It's comforting to know that ya'll still read my blog. Even Presto commented! So I just wanted to say thanks to everyone. Well nothing too exciting has been happening lately. Yesterday my mum practically randomly through a block party together. But i didn't really care cause well it's mostly just talk about golf, the family and vacations. It's not really my cup of tea. Today I woke up late again (still trying to fix that with my alarm clocks...so far it's not working). But I watched Back To the Future part 3, which was pretty sweet cause I love that movie. Then Ash and Dom randomly came over and asked me to go shopping with them. So of COURSE i went. Me and Dom didn't buy anything but ash bought a pair of red pumps and some knee socks (I think my style is rubbing off on her a little). We ate at Ruby Tuesdays where the conversation was random and only interrupted by the waiter every now and again who we all said like a gazillion thank you's too. After that and some more random shopping Ash and Dom somehow convinced me to go watch Cars. It wasn't a fantastic movie but it was better than I originally thought (I thought it was gonna suck). So I'd say it was just alright. Although I have a feeling Ash is gonna buy it on dvd, sometimes I wonder about that girl. But yeah so today was alright, not much to do now. I think I'm going to go to the kitchen and get something to eat. I must say I am quite famished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115138051543090058?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115138051543090058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115138051543090058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115138051543090058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115138051543090058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/06/leaning-tower-of-tiers.html' title='The leaning tower of tiers'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115120642004305154</id><published>2006-06-24T20:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T21:33:40.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Wood I love your car</title><content type='html'>Ello everyone! Oh my gosh today was the coolest! Granted though I got hardly any sleep last night but I woke up at 7:00 (AM I know shocking!) and got ready for Ash to pick me up because we were going to Steven and Trav's paintball tournament. So ash and Dom pick me up and we drive to Chaos paintball field. Granted though we got there super early, lol so we ended up spending like a half hour in the car with the seats reclined and listened to Panic! at the disco. So after awhile the team started to show up till eventually everyone was there. We really just sat around some more for like an hour or two cause they were late setting up the field and then the other teams had to play each other before we played. So we just sat around talking to the guys and stuff and admiring the nearby billboard that said "Hardwood naturally, Johnson's Workbench". How can you not read that and just LAUGH! We hung out in Woods car (we find it hilarious that his last name is wood), and every now and again would listen to random techno music and text Taylor, Stevens gf (lol yeah she didn't like that too much). Lol poor Steven I hope he survives Taylor's wrath. Steven shoulda took the cell phone away from us we were having WAY too much fun texting her, Ashley in paticular above all of us. So then our team got to play and we totally rocked! I mean our team is so badass awesome! In some cases they like cleared the field in under 5 minutes. Me, Ash and Dom refilled the paint canisters for the boys which was fun cept your hands get kinda nasty from all the paint after awhile. The ref's made some lame calls especially when Doctor (thats his last name) got hit in his refill pack but he kept playing cause he didn't feel the hit and the ref called a penalty, but we still ended up winning most of the games anyway. The team was really cool though there was Wood, Doctor, Christian, Hoosen, Travis and Steven (Sorry if I forgot anyone). The guys are hilarious to hang out with! I don't even remember half of what we said except I remember everything just being really funny. So after a few rounds lunch came and me, Dom, Ash, and Steven all went to McDonalds. We talked about hilarious Middle School memories and how everyone has code names on Steven's cell phone (Ash is Nicole, Katie is Liz, and there were a few others I forgot). We still haven't figured out what mine is yet. So after lunch we went back and played the last few rounds. We getting really low on paint though, luckily we didn't run out. The last few rounds were tuff and all the boys were getting worn out from a whole day of playing paintball. We won a few, lost a few, but overall I thought we did really well. But it was so fun! I can't wait till they have another tournament so I came come again! so when the games got over we had to say goodbye to Steven and Wood, I think they had to finish there war paintball game somewhere else. They were representing the USA (verses a bunch of other countries) as General Steven and General Wood haha. I forget if that game was done or not so they mighta just gone to Taylor's open house instead. We left shortly after saying bye to the rest of the team. So we drove home, Ash dropped me off and Dom and Dill came to my house shortly after to go swimming my ice cold pool. Me and Dom figured it would help our terrible sunburns that we had acquired throughout the day. We both got burned really bad so we figured it would help. So after that Dom and Dill left and I ate a microwaveable meal and watched MythBusters (turns out yawns ARE contagious). Then I took a nap and well came and updated my blog! Sorry this is so long, but this day was so fun that a paragraph just wouldn't do it justice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115120642004305154?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115120642004305154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115120642004305154' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115120642004305154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115120642004305154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey-wood-i-love-your-car.html' title='Hey Wood I love your car'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115094699756406075</id><published>2006-06-21T20:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T21:32:22.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything sounds better on vinyl</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Stuff since I last updated:&lt;br /&gt;* buying the complete James Dean DVD collection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* buying the complete James Dean DVD collection! (I love James)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* listening to the record player (revisited Green Days Kerplunk and am enjoying my Panic! At the Disco, and Bloc Party, sure I have the cds but everything sounds better on vinyl)&lt;br /&gt;* Watched a lot of music video's promiscuous by Nelly Furtado is quite pimp, and I'm totally rockin between Three Days Grace's The Animal I've become and Taking Back Sunday's MakeDamnSure (note there seriously are no spaces in the song title took me awhile to figure that out).&lt;br /&gt;* the fish KT gave me committed suicide, I guess Monster (my other fish) was just too badass for him&lt;br /&gt;* Me and Ash hung out awhile back, a young sales guy hit on her in the Target parking lot, lol she bought a magazine subscription from him&lt;br /&gt;* Watched alot of chick flicks among other movies (chick flicks always have a happy ending)&lt;br /&gt;* Actually woke up before noon today&lt;br /&gt;* Finished reading the Virgin Suicides (no surprise...they all died), very depressing book, I think I'll read Oliver Twist or The Count of Monte Cristo next though&lt;br /&gt;Well I've just been really really really bored lately. Yup thats about it, I think I'm gonna go watch my James now, or possibly Ned Kelly (STILL need to watch that), or Saved!. Or if I feel REALLY daring I might watch the Nightmare Before Christmas in French (tried once gave up and switched to English). But thats only if I'm feeling really daring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115094699756406075?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115094699756406075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115094699756406075' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115094699756406075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115094699756406075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/06/everything-sounds-better-on-vinyl.html' title='Everything sounds better on vinyl'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115069383279135060</id><published>2006-06-18T22:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T23:10:32.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What we have here is a failure to communicate</title><content type='html'>God I'm sooooooooooo bored. Like REALLY bored. BORING as hell. I slept in freakishly (well not freakish to me anymore) late. Played my guitars today. Watched Cool Hand Luke with my brother dear Cullensworth. Luke was a kick ass character, Paul Newman's the man. Hmmmmm. Trying to think of anything else I really did. I tried to erase sum stuff off my computer cause the memory on it's almost shot but I ended up screwing it up even more. I think I might call Kev and ask him to fix it. Hell he left his sunglasses here anyway. Ashley left hers here too, she must be going insane without them. Poor babe. Fathers day was today. I got my Daddy Jack White's new band's album (I know what it is but I can neither spell nor pronounce it). Maybe I'll see if Ashley wants to hang out tomorrow. I was thinking about going to buy the James Dean dvd collection. I've been going crazy without my James. Read some more of The Virgin Suicides. That book makes me seem normal. Although the excessive detail is overwhelmingly stupid and pointless and near driving me insane. Besides that it's an alright book. After the I read the book I'm gonna rent the movie. God I'm bored. Doesn't help either that ALL of my friends have jobs. Ashley, KT, Kev, and Steven all have jobs. Plus Dom's been applying to places like crazy. I've applied to a few places but I still need to finish my application to SunCoast and Express (this is the guys express mind you). But I really don't want to finish the applications the questions are so technical (hate filling those things out). I really doubt I'm going to get a job this summer at all. But at least I tried right?. Right. Oh well I'll quite my ranting. Bored, Bored, Bored. Time to find something stupid to occupy my useless mind. Right so long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115069383279135060?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115069383279135060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115069383279135060' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115069383279135060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115069383279135060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-we-have-here-is-failure-to.html' title='What we have here is a failure to communicate'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115060037382536198</id><published>2006-06-17T20:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T21:12:53.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Party like it's 1999</title><content type='html'>Greetings! So not much going on these days. Yesterday I had my birthday party. It was really fun KT, Kev, Travis, Dill, Dom, Ash and Steven all came.  Ha up yours MTV's sweet 16 I don't need a long guest list to have a party (just me haha)! Anyways we went swimming, had cake and beat the crap out of the pirate chest pinata (yes I seriously had a pinata at my party...I don't care there fun). After that we opened presents I got a fish, pirates of the caribbean book, nailpolish, a stuffed animal named Jack, a pirate fountain, Rebel without a cause,  and 30 bucks cash. Thanks ya'll. Then we went downstairs and played apples to apples, played a few rounds of that. Text messaged Taylor (sorry taylor it was just too much fun), and just talked for a bit. Then KT, Kev and Steven all had to leave but Travis, Dom, Dill, and Ash all stayed to about 11:45/12:00ish and watched Saved!. So after that Me and Cullens watched Bad News Bears which was hilarious! Which pretty much sums up yesterday. Today slept in REALLY late. Watched the world cup USA vs. Italy, they tied. Went swimming for awhile. Watched some of the MTV movie award alot of the nominations sucked, and alot of the humor was really dry, cept for that skit they did on the Davinchi Code, Jimmy Fallon as Tom Hanks, and Andy Dick as that crazy Albino dude...priceless. Walked uptown got some McDonalds french fries and a pop, the usual. Picked up my pictures from me Ash and KT's girl night awhile back. The pics came out great! So yeah bored now and updating my blog. Not much else. See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115060037382536198?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115060037382536198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115060037382536198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115060037382536198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115060037382536198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/06/party-like-its-1999.html' title='Party like it&apos;s 1999'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-115007176383198766</id><published>2006-06-11T17:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T18:29:41.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently 17 and bored</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! My birthday was ok. Granted it was on exams but thats ok. Ash found me a four leaf clover (which I ended up becoming a three leaf clover on accident anyways, ha guess I'm not so lucky), and Presto got a big bag of M&amp;M's for my birthday! He also made a donation of pop from his fridge when I got thirsty. I thought that was the coolest, It totally made my day. I also got a bass guitar for my bday which is wicked awesome! I'm much better at bass guitar. Exams were ok I guess. I hope I did alright on them. My Aunt Libby and her kids came to stay for three days in which I almost went insane. Thats ok though cause there my cousins so I have to luv em. But now I'm really just hangin out these days. Ash and me finished disc one in learn to speak German yesterday, and Ash also forgot that I told her the toilet doesn't worked and it overflowed. It was quite hilarious. Watched the Portugal vs. Angola game today in the World Cup. Portugal won (not to mention there team has some hot players). Tomorrow might watch sum more world cup, sleep the usual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-115007176383198766?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/115007176383198766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=115007176383198766' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115007176383198766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/115007176383198766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/06/currently-17-and-bored.html' title='Currently 17 and bored'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114965146399293934</id><published>2006-06-06T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T21:39:44.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacqueline was 17 working at a desk</title><content type='html'>Tommorrow I'm turning 17. It's kinda funny cause my last day as 16 was on 6-6-06 lol. This years gone by really fast. Ha i still remember when I turned 16. Well in celebrating my birth I have started by drinking a can of coca-cola (even though it's like 11:30, so now I'll be up all night). Maybe I'll watch Saved! and the Nightmare Before Christmas tommorrow. Ha maybe I'll get James Dean, Kele, or Jack Skellington for my birthday. I must say if that happen I'd be a lucky 17 year old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114965146399293934?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114965146399293934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114965146399293934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114965146399293934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114965146399293934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/06/jacqueline-was-17-working-at-desk.html' title='Jacqueline was 17 working at a desk'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114922156469220414</id><published>2006-06-01T21:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T22:12:44.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to Dominique</title><content type='html'>Greetings everyone. This weeks been alright. It's all really just been doing makeup work and studying for finals. I already have a feeling I'm going to horrible on them as I always do. I am not much of a good tester. Well not too much going on really. I can't even really remember exactly what I did this week. Me and Ash went shopping and then went to see Over The Hedge. Ashley is addicted to random kids movies. hmmmm...ummmm...yeah I did some other stuff but i seriously don't remember. Oh well. Today was the Seniors last day. There were papers in the hallway and crying people and camera flashes, all that jazz. I'm sad to see a few buddies go but I didn't really know that many seniors, and theres actually a few people I'm glad I won't have to see again. Hey I'm not mean it's their fault they're assholes. I've been having crazy dreams lately though. Awhile ago I had a dream that I was in DisneyLand and I was in the cheapass beer tent cafeteria thing, and I ate some cheap food while flirting with some guy and they played "Promiscuous" by Nelly Furtado on the loudspeaker. Ironically ever since then I've been addicted to that song. The video is pimpin sweet too Nelly has killer dance moves. And then Last night I had this weird dream that it was early in the morning before school started and Ash came over so I hurried and got dressed and did my makeup and stuff fast. We walked outside but then thought we forgot something so we came back into my house and we looked out the window and theres like this notebook flying ouside the window but we weren't sure if it was mine or Ash's and we had a debate over it. Then Kev comes to my house and I'm like "Kev what are you doing here." and Kev was like "Just thought I'd drop by." then I'm like "crap guys we're two minutes late for school." and Kev's like "WHAT WE'RE TWO MINUTES LATE FOR SCHOOL!" and Then like ash and Kev go all spaztic and Ash starts going into like a panic attack and I was like guys it's only two minutes it's not that bad. And then I woke up. But yeah I thought that was kinda crazy. But of well sorry I'm ranting. I'm bored. Well i guess I'll talk to you all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114922156469220414?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114922156469220414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114922156469220414' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114922156469220414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114922156469220414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/06/thanks-to-dominique.html' title='Thanks to Dominique'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114878261786347497</id><published>2006-05-27T19:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T20:16:59.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pepsi and what?</title><content type='html'>stuff I've been up to.&lt;br /&gt;-Saw the Davinchi code, lol damn straight women are the gateway to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;-Watched The Seven Year Itch (wasn't as great as I thought it would be, subway scene with Marilyn Monroe was kinda disappointing you really don't get to see her dress fly up), James Dean (James Dean is played by James Franco aka evil blond guy from spider man. He was GREAT as james Dean and super hot), watched part of Modern Times with Charlie Chaplin (it's a hilarious silent picture, Chaplin is so funny), Some like it hot with Marilyn Monroe it's like an old school version of Sorority Boys, Marilyn was great movie hilarious. All rented from my local community library.&lt;br /&gt;-I have enough homework to make a blind man go deaf and send him into cardiac arrest. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;-Redid my math test, gosh I'm stupid.&lt;br /&gt;-Saw X-Men, made me wish I was a mutant, and that angel dude was hot&lt;br /&gt;-Vacuumed the WHOLE basement again (including edges and stairs), also cleaned the bathroom, both of which were immensely disgusting (I also disinfected alot). My computer area is semi-clean/organized now, kinda freakin me out.&lt;br /&gt;-Mrs.Cockril wasn't at the school when she said she was gonna be, I'm gonna be upset if I can't get into my French class at LCC because of it.&lt;br /&gt;-Sleepover party at Dom's, me ash and Dom (party of three). It was hilarious, we rated all the guys in our grade on personality, looks, and how good of a lover they'd be and then we rated ourselves. Lol my rating beat out all the guys. Ash said she should get docked points in personality cause she's practically bipolar, and I said if she was bipolar I'd be like quadpolar. Needless to say it was a pretty funny night.&lt;br /&gt;So came home today spent most of the day vacuuming as previously mentioned. I think I'm gonna start on my homework now. No one's online to talk to and I'd hate for that Blind deaf man to be even worse by going into cardiac arrest. Besides I think my CPR license expired, I'd have to ask Ash or somethin. Right...homework...bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114878261786347497?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114878261786347497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114878261786347497' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114878261786347497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114878261786347497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/05/pepsi-and-what.html' title='Pepsi and what?'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114825935189854274</id><published>2006-05-21T18:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T18:56:51.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The great the best and the notorious</title><content type='html'>greetings, hello and such. Today was alright if you're curious, which means shitty as always but I'll survive. So I woke up at 1:30 (yes in the afternoon). Ate breakfast then Ash called and me and her went uptown. We took some pic's for our walk across williamston projects. We also went to Fabiano's for chocolate ice cream. Rented a movie. Ash bought a few as well specifically Down with Love, and How to Marry a Millionaire (I've got her hooked on Marilyn Monroe and James Dean movies now). So we went to my house and watched the movie we rented called Casanova. It was fantastic! Casanova was such a pimp! It was awesome! and me and Ash's favorite convo from that movie:&lt;br /&gt;Bishop (when speaking to the nun after finding out what she did with Casanova):"Eternal damnination for one night of fornication!"&lt;br /&gt;Nun: "Sounds fair."&lt;br /&gt;Haha priceless! That movie was so funny. Anyways after Ash left I had to vacuum the basement to make mum happy (as if that could ever be possible). Went online, and yeah thats pretty much it. I think i'll go and work on my homework sum, after all I have alot to do. yay. So I must say goodbye for now till later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114825935189854274?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114825935189854274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114825935189854274' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114825935189854274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114825935189854274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/05/great-best-and-notorious.html' title='The great the best and the notorious'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114817481181902626</id><published>2006-05-20T18:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T19:26:54.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm bad I'm cool I'm no one's fool</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody. Greetings as usual. Hope you enjoyed bad Mr. Frosty's quote as the title. This week's been alright/shitty as always. Sick Thursday and I took the day off. Although my nose has been a little less stuffy and my head is a little less agitated, so I'll be alright (yesterday alone I had like 3 bottles of water, and yeah thats kinda creepy for me). Anyways Friday failed my french test, read Ender's Shadow instead of Walk Across America, Hey I saw a guy do his freakin history homework in that class, at least I was reading. Civil Rights. Presto talked about weather. Lunch is lunch cept they barred off my Pepsi machine so I had to have a dr. pepper instead, oh well. Math, like the hell I know whats going on. Film watched a movie about world war II. I have a shitload of makeup work though for missing Thursday (math, science, history). And plus that walk across williamston project (gag, cough, cough, offel). Yeah TOO much work. Yesterday though Kt spent the night and we had a blast playing clay fighter (I have a total crush on bad Mr. Frosty now) and clue on the super nintendo, Mario Party on the N64, and then we all played (me, KT, Kara, and Cullen), played Kara's card game Apples to Apples (which was hilarious). Then i woke up at like 7:40 (a.m. I know super creepy), and went to go work at the garage sale for the library club. We did a bunch of random stuff, I braided myself a bracelet, fell asleep in a chair, ate pizza, and got a shitload of free stuff when it was over. It was pretty sweet cept that I got sunburnt really bad on my arms, yeah so I'm so wearing long sleves on monday because it's really red, or then again maybe not considering I'm radiating heat. Oh well this weekends all work. Seems like last weekend was too. Well at least I got a James Dean special, and some Marylin Monroe Movies from the library. But yeah what I've learned/been reminded of since I last updated.&lt;br /&gt;Guys are stupid, and they don't care so I should stop caring as well (proubly won't happen I should try though)&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't tell people some things cause it'll just haunt me later&lt;br /&gt;GENTLEMEN PREFER BLONDES!!!!!!!! (I'll never understand why)&lt;br /&gt;I'm so never going to grow up&lt;br /&gt;Bad Mr. Frosty is hot (thats one hot snowman)&lt;br /&gt;Well actually i haven't learned alot that I didn't already know or just randome felt I needed to emphasize. Everything else I just don't feel like sharing, oh well. I'm gonna go watch a movie or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114817481181902626?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114817481181902626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114817481181902626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114817481181902626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114817481181902626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-bad-im-cool-im-no-ones-fool.html' title='I&apos;m bad I&apos;m cool I&apos;m no one&apos;s fool'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114792579513275942</id><published>2006-05-17T21:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T22:28:52.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>12:12 in the morning I must say my life is boring</title><content type='html'>Stuff that's happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;spending 3 hours and 20 minutes of my life watching Dr. Zhivago. Zhivago is not only a pimp but he's pretty cool and Laura is a skank. The movie was Ok I guess besides the fact that it was soooo long that it actually had an overture AND an intermission (I'm serious the movie just stops and there screen says intermission, it confused me).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monster's birthday, he's a year old&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching Corpse Bride. Victoria and Victor belong together I'll admit but it's still sad that Emily gets the shaft.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;conquering my fear of Beetle Juice (He's not so bad)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taking a history test on the cold war, Vietnam, and Korean war&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because of my history class and watching the Terminal I keep having strange dreams about communism, including be held hostage in a communist shopping mall.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taking a math test today, and most likely failing it (I fucking hate factoring)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tulips Remix my #1 played song reached a play count of exactly 100&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I found out that I have 2002 songs on my itunes which takes up 30% of my computer's memory and would take 5 weeks 3 days 26 minutes and 48 seconds to listen to all of it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to see the movie "Just my luck" I broke my sweater while watching it, I think thats a bad sign&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spray painting a pair of my Converse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Proving once again that the list of random people I know who are dating refuses to get shorter and that once again and forever more you can be Eva Longoria hot (lol which I'm not) but gentlemen prefer blondes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting applications (which I still need to fill out) for a summer job&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hating everything and generally everyone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And frankly my dear I don't give a damn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;But you know, this schedule is nothing outta the ordinary, same old same old. Looking forward to the weekend as always.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114792579513275942?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114792579513275942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114792579513275942' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114792579513275942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114792579513275942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/05/1212-in-morning-i-must-say-my-life-is.html' title='12:12 in the morning I must say my life is boring'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114757989717508768</id><published>2006-05-13T21:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T22:13:27.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3 miles, Scrubs, and alot of movies I need to watch</title><content type='html'>Hello and greetings. Today was alright I guess. Had to wake up at like 9 in the freaken morning to do the decamp stampede charity walk/run thing. Me and Kara walked together, Cullen ran instead. We went out to eat afterwards and by the time we got back it was noon and I fell asleep listening to the record player again. Woke up at 5. I forget exactly what I did after that. Made pasta for me and Dad, Mum and Kara went shopping. Me and Dad ate pasta while watching Back to the Future, the third one I think when it's all western. Back to the Future is such a sweet movie. Practiced my guitar some. Went online, no one else was on though. Took one of those personality quiz's that pissed me off, and now makes me question and evaluate everything i do which has me even more pissed off, and even further more I am just pissed off at the fact that I'm pissed off. I felt better afterwards though when me and the family watched Scrubs on dvd. That show is freaken hilarious. Now I'm just bored and updating my blog. I think I'll start writing a new story, or possible watch Corpse Bride. Although Corpse Bride upsets me that not only does she get murdered but she doesn't get the guy, where the hell is the justice in that? Maybe I'll watch Saved!, Patrick and Mary's romance always makes me feel better, or maybe the Nightmare Before Christmas, and I don't care what my mother says, Sally is good at sewing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114757989717508768?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114757989717508768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114757989717508768' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114757989717508768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114757989717508768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/05/3-miles-scrubs-and-alot-of-movies-i.html' title='3 miles, Scrubs, and alot of movies I need to watch'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114749522322995534</id><published>2006-05-12T21:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T22:49:56.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's cold outside</title><content type='html'>hello everyone. Today was kinda crappy and for no reason in paticular, it just kinda was. Yesterday was so boring I ended up going uptown for no reson besides that I was bored. So I went uptown and I rented the corpse bride on dvd from the library and put a bunch of other stuff on hold. Today 1st hour- worked more on saying different sports and activites and stuff. 2nd- English we were supposed to read Walk across America, I can tell you that i didn't. 3rd- History, lol Nixon and Vietnam enough said. 4th- science watched this video on glaciers. 5th- math, I seriously can't factor equations. 6th- film we had read about the real William Wallace from Braveheart turns out that whole Princess of France thing didn't happen with wallace or the prince of England cause the prince was 13, the princess was 5, and Wallace was in his 30's. And they weren't even sure if Wallace was married. So school pretty much sucked and I got WAY too much homework. After school though I hung out with Dill and Dom. Came home around 5 fell asleep on the couch and woke up at 9. Came downstairs talked to Krissy online which was one of the few highlights of the day. Yeah my life is really boring. I'd say the coolest thing that happened today is that Bloc Party's song Tulips (remix version), finnally made it to #1 on my most played list on my itunes with 94 plays beating out Helicopter with only 93 which has been #1 on my list like ever since I got my ipod (which is sadly still broken). But yeah my lifes boring, now I'm gonna go read a romance novel and pretend that it's me in the story. I get so sick of waiting for something great to happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114749522322995534?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114749522322995534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114749522322995534' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114749522322995534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114749522322995534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-cold-outside.html' title='It&apos;s cold outside'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114731217225168361</id><published>2006-05-10T19:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T19:51:45.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I find it funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/prom.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/prom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Theres a blog I like to go to called Post Secret (&lt;a href="http://www.postsecret.blogspot.com"&gt;www.postsecret.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;). And there people write down there secrets, mail it to the address and sometimes they get put on the blog, and there was one postcard I could so relate to and made me laugh. So see the above picture. It's hilariously true. Anyways today was ok. School was a complete bitch as usual. French test, Walk across America project due tomorrow (Damn English), and I must say WAY too much work in 20th Century Film. Which reminds me that I need to watch Dr. Zhaivago for my final, I hear it's a tragic romance or something. After school though me and Ash headed off to my Mum's school where Casey my Mum's student was gonna give us guitar lessons. Sadly we got lost and ended up at the outlet mall (plus Webberville cops are soooo creepy they have nothing better to do besides make sure your not 1 mile over the speed limit). We did get there, KT and Kev were already there too cause KT needed to glaze her pottery. So Casey gave us guitar lessons, and taught Ashley smoke on the water while i worked on trying to play a guitar riff from The Rolling Stones "I can't get no satisfaction". I also tried to play some of "Iron Man". Casey is an AWESOME guitar player though, and I must say Chris you'd like him he's totally AC/DC classic rock crazy. So besides me being a complete clutz with my guitar, and such i'd say it was pretty fun and I'm actually learning stuff. So after guitar lessons I had to go uptown and dropped off my library video's and picked up Casablanca, a Bright Eyes cd (the one with the song Bowl of Oranges, that song always makes me feel better), and all fired up 2 (what can I say I like music I can dance to, besides it came with Sandstorm and Weapon of Choice, talk about sweet!). Cept I'm super pist cause my digital camera reset itself and I lost all the pic's I took uptown for my English project, what a bitch eh? So got a Jones, and a cup of coffee which is good cause it started raining and warmed me up, but thats ok cause I like the rain and i like to walk in it. Oh and Krissy I got the pic's back the close up of you actually wasn't too bad! When you visit again though I'll have to take another picture of you though cause I so could get a better shot, but anyways yeah. So that pretty much sums everything up. Hope I didn't bore you too much, now me and my pepsi best get workin on that English project so...so long and stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114731217225168361?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114731217225168361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114731217225168361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114731217225168361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114731217225168361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-find-it-funny.html' title='I find it funny'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114723066876511347</id><published>2006-05-09T20:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T21:11:08.913-06:00</updated><title type='text'>how many days left?</title><content type='html'>Greetings everyone. Things are going ok I guess. I keep getting alot of homework which is pissing me off but not much I can do about it. Oh and I almost forgot to get my permission slip signed for this stupid English project (wait actually I left it at school...crap), man that project's gonna be a bitch. So is that math test comin up, I've been actually working in class and stuff but I still have a feeling that I'm jinxed to fail as I have a tendency to fail with all math tests no matter what I do. Damn factoring. Today though Ash and I went shopping after school, then taco bell, then to AMC where we saw a matinee of Mission Impossible 3 (second time I've seen it now). It's an awesome movie but it was hilarious on how Ash got so worked up over the plotline, I found her to be quite humorous. Today was better than yesterday. Even though it was hilarious watching Cullen trying to beat Megaman X, he also taped my foot so it made like this shoe thing, I woulda fought him off but I was kinda tiered, I ended up falling asleep while watching East of Eden. Man the late fees on my library rentals are gonna be a bitch. Lol Cullens trying to beat megaman X right now again...lol he's so funny. Anywho I'm really excited cause tommorrow me and Ash are gonna get our first guitar lessons from one of my Mum's students who offered to show us. I hope I don't get all clutzy and mess up real bad like I do with everything else. oh well maybe for once I'll luck out and things will actually go amazingly well. Ok I think I'm gonna go watch Cullen play Megaman X, maybe eat some food...I'm kinda hungry...so...toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114723066876511347?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114723066876511347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114723066876511347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114723066876511347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114723066876511347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-many-days-left.html' title='how many days left?'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114705965558791518</id><published>2006-05-07T20:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T21:40:55.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lessons learned/things that suck for Kayle... Post prom is not fun, Prom is not fun, History is bound to repeat itself....even in relationships, punctured cartilage hurts as well does your skull, brain, spinal cord, neck and above all your heart, proving I am at least 1/4 emo by making this post, my ipod broke, all gentlemen do prefer blondes, I suck ass at lazer tag, creepy dreams, I kinda miss Melanie as well as the friends I used to have, and well honestly I'm childish, stupid beyond belief, and naive, and well I think for the past 5 going on 6 years now it's just been proven that I'm screwed for life, and well nothing is ever going to turn out right. Clearly 1/4 emo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114705965558791518?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114705965558791518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114705965558791518' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114705965558791518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114705965558791518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/05/blue-light.html' title='Blue Light'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114680097596652171</id><published>2006-05-04T20:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T21:56:25.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun, Fun, Fun, on the Run</title><content type='html'>Hello and greetings. Not much going on these days. Drank my Cherry Jones soda the cap said "You believe in the goodness of mankind". To which I said damn. Anyways school started off ummmm interesting and not to great when people in French class randomly start asking me if Ash and Stowers are still dating. Fan Freaken tastic. English took this lame practice act english test. History-Vietnam. Science so failed the test today (undenialibly). Lunch was lunch. Math talked to Steven, and cursed cause my freaken old calculater doesn't have the formula I need to do my homework. Tomorrows Steven's birthday though so I think I might get him something from the vending machine on account of him being a guy I wouldn't know what else to get him. Film watched Supersize me, it made me really want a glass of water and a salad. After school went to a Drama club meeting, then to library club. Came home kinda dozed off for awhile. Kara came home helped her unload her stuff (she's home for the summer). Watched some I love the 80's 3-d (love that stuff). Went to kick boxing just me and KT. That was pretty spiffy I had a good time, its been awhile sine me and KT hung out so I thought that was cool. We sang to "Grillz" in the car it was HILARIOUS! Came home watched CSI it was so cool cause they like played out this guy's like dream fantasy with a girl like the perfect date/relationship/lover thing, which got me wondering about what my dream fantasy would be like which made me conclude that even I don't know. By the way I got into scholarship alert, my clay pot I did got in, it was titled "Bloc Party". Besides visiting the latest sicky (Ash), and watching her play Kingdom hearts (although she came to school today), and everything else I mentioned and well hating prom with a burning passion (it's like valentines day cept worse, curses), yeah not much. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114680097596652171?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114680097596652171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114680097596652171' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114680097596652171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114680097596652171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/05/fun-fun-fun-on-run.html' title='Fun, Fun, Fun, on the Run'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114653979599319264</id><published>2006-05-01T19:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T21:16:36.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You jinxed my calculator</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. Today wasn't too bad. Better than yesterday at least. French wasn't too bad either, my pronunciation wasn't as shabby as I thought it would be. I got to school early though to print of that English project but the computers wouln't even work! So I ended up just emailing Mrs. Nolen my project after school. Us History talked to Steven, Ashley M, Allysha (can't spell oh well, hey that rhymes!), and Allysha's boy toy. lol Science I was trying to fall asleep and Presto put tunning forks to my ears. Lunch I ate onion rings and a pepsi, I didn't even know the alla cart line had onion rings. Math talked to Steven some more. And whats with this I can go to Post Prom? Can Sophmores REALLY, REALLY, REALLY go to postprom? Cause that'd be pretty sweet. 20th century film watched Tommy Boy and took 10 notes on humor. Hung with Dillon after school and emailed my project. KT stopped by which suprised me cause she was sick today but she said she had to print off her English project. After that I went uptown and got my James Dean movies and the movie Singapore. I also took pictures with my camera but it has no counter so I had to write down how many pics I took on my arm and when I get home I find the film wasn't even hooked in the camera right and so I wrote a bunch of numbers on my arm for nothing. It was actually kinda funny. Talked to a cashier about battle of the bands while I bought a Jones. You can see his band play again at Mason skate park if you want. I'd go but I'm a loser and I still can't drive. But then again hell I'd like to go to a skate park just to learn how to skateboard I suck ass at it. Anyways came home made dinner, fell asleep on the couch and woke up and came down here! Yay! Listening to O.A.R's love and memories over and over and over again (love that song), and talking to chris, updating my blog. Just another day I guess. Oh well best be on my way, toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114653979599319264?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114653979599319264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114653979599319264' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114653979599319264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114653979599319264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-jinxed-my-calculator.html' title='You jinxed my calculator'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114646328384674147</id><published>2006-04-30T23:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T00:01:23.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a movie, and well if I found a penny or something sparkly that wouldn't hurt either</title><content type='html'>Man I've been sooooooo stressed out lately! ALL weekend all it's been is work work work! I've spent all weekend practicully doing my screenprinting for schalorship alert (it's an art contest), and doing this writing this stupid play for English! It's almost 2 in the morning and I just finished this stupid freaken play for my stupid English class! Not to mention I have so much to do tommorrow! It doesn't help that 1st hour I have French and I have to do a skit and I'm gonna get docked down a zillon points cause I suck at pronouncing things! Plus to top the cake I've been to the library twice this weekend and each time they're closed when I get there! I have to get there soon cause I put my James Dean movies on hold ( James Dean will sooooo make me feel better), but if I don't go up soon they'll send them back (NOOOOOOO)! So it is crucial to my mental stability that I watch a good movie with ice cream and I watched Serendipity yesterday and I must say that I love John Cusack, and Kate Beckinsale is sweet, but that movie was just so not fitting my mood. Plus the only good thing about last week was everyone saying they like my hair. And just in a sad attempt to make myself feel better and not for your reading pleasure I'll state all the people who said my hair was cute Steven, Kevin, KT, Ashley, Dillon, Dominique, Deseray (I so spelled that wrong), Cassie, Lisa, Mr. Bowls, and randomly Mr. Kersten. Ok time for me to go to bed. Oh well enjoy, and thanks for listening to my ranting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114646328384674147?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114646328384674147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114646328384674147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114646328384674147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114646328384674147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-want-movie-and-well-if-i-found-penny.html' title='I want a movie, and well if I found a penny or something sparkly that wouldn&apos;t hurt either'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114610703036927010</id><published>2006-04-26T20:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T21:03:50.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not too kind anymore</title><content type='html'>ello and greetings to everyone reading. Today has been alright. A lot of people thought Cullen's old Alien encounter/skippy shirt that I wore to school was cute. I should have Cullen teach me how to tie a tie sometime (almost a tounge twister lol). Did I spell tie right? Sorry random. Anyways, I named my new fish Moody, and so far Monster hasn't eaten him. YAY! Monster's birthday is comin up soon maybe i'll bake him a cupcake than eat it. Nothing great really happened today. Me and Mums went to meijers and got my photo from my Green Day concert enlarged for scholarship alert (it's an art contest). It's a pimpin sweet photo too, I hope it wins an award or something that'd be awesome. Came home watched the ending of Alias, it was pretty sweet. Came online chatting with buddies. Thats about it. Oh well I best be off I should do my math stuff I haven't done alot of the assignments (whoops). Oh well toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114610703036927010?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114610703036927010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114610703036927010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114610703036927010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114610703036927010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/04/not-too-kind-anymore.html' title='Not too kind anymore'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114602094543932474</id><published>2006-04-25T20:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T21:09:05.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today in math class</title><content type='html'>ello and greetings. Not much going on these days besides the fact that I've officially gone insane. My brain is fried. Perhaps just gone altogether. I have way too much stuff to do and think about. It's making me slightly agitated. But i got a new fish he'll have a name by tomorrow. I just hope Monster doesn't eat him. Got my Dad some Coca-cola blak for his birthday, I think he'll like it since he likes both coke and coffee, although the combo sounds nasty Presto said it was good. Watched House, it was a fantastic episode. House is so cool. Not to mention he's such a badass. Gosh i don't wanna work on the rough draft for that play I have to write in my English class. I don't want to go to school tomorrow. Everything just always has to be terribly inconvenient doesn't it. I must be jinxed or something. Oh well as if I didn't know that from the get go. I still need to watch those video's from the library and pick some stuff up. But I'm starting to think I have bigger issues at hand. I think I'm going to go eat some of that chocolate ice cream I bought earlier. I'm starting to think I'm gonna need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114602094543932474?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114602094543932474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114602094543932474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114602094543932474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114602094543932474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-in-math-class.html' title='Today in math class'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114583451243612473</id><published>2006-04-23T16:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T17:23:08.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is my mind</title><content type='html'>I decided that my life is so abstract that I should be on the fucking surreal life or something. But anyways summary of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;- Twig my fish died. It was pretty sad I've had him for close to a year now. I must say even Monster my other fish is acting kinda odd without him. I think I'll have to get him a new friend before he commits suicide like Ashley's fish. But I miss Twig.&lt;br /&gt;-Krissy and me watched Yo Mama, Teen Stars, and Jurassic Park 3. Lol it was fun. I had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;-Bought the most expensive purse I'll proubly ever own. Why? It was a custom made Tim Burton Nightmare Before Christmas purse. I'll proubly get it for Christmas this year.&lt;br /&gt;-Jason Smith called me and asked if I wanted to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;-Mom saw one of her old students whose a complete jackass and hates her and he didn't give me my curly fries after we paid for them at Arby's as revenge or something. Jerk.&lt;br /&gt;-I couldn't sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;-When I feel asleep later today I had a crazy dream about this universal ride/play place with the Green Goblin from Spiderman, and lots of floods, and other random movie occurrences. I also dreamed that I was sleeping upstairs on the couch dreaming of the dream with the universal park ride in my mom's scrapbook room listening to a record player specifically the record player I wanted at this garage sale yesterday but sold by the time I got there.&lt;br /&gt;-I think I've been listening to the pixies "where is my mind" so much to the point where I'm turning out a little more phyco than usual.&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't think of anything else to say. I find this weekend fairly unpredictable and it's not even over yet. I'm also starting to think i think too much. Oh well till later I say so long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114583451243612473?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114583451243612473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114583451243612473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114583451243612473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114583451243612473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/04/where-is-my-mind.html' title='Where is my mind'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114550810294745527</id><published>2006-04-19T20:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T22:41:43.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The top 25</title><content type='html'>Just for Kicks I'm gonna tell you my top 25 played songs on my ipod. I warning you theres alot of Bloc Party and Motion city Soundtrack. Oh well enjoy I highly suggest you listen to all these songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Helicopter- Bloc Party- 91 plays&lt;br /&gt;2. Tulips (remix)- Bloc Party- 71 plays&lt;br /&gt;3. Banquet- Bloc Party- 70 plays&lt;br /&gt;4. Build God, then we'll talk- Panic! at the disco- 67 plays&lt;br /&gt;5. Munich- Editors- 66 plays&lt;br /&gt;6. Blue Light- Bloc Party- 64 plays&lt;br /&gt;7. She's Hearing Voices- Bloc Party- 58 plays&lt;br /&gt;8. They- Jem- 56 plays&lt;br /&gt;9. Ooh La la- Goldfrapp- 55 plays&lt;br /&gt;10. Juicebox- The Strokes- 55 plays&lt;br /&gt;11. Make Out Kids- Motion City Soundtrack- 49 plays&lt;br /&gt;12. The Future Freaks me out- Motion City Soundtrack- 49 plays&lt;br /&gt;13. This Boy- Franz Ferdinand- 48 plays&lt;br /&gt;14. Twisted Transistor- Korn- 47 plays&lt;br /&gt;15. Fell in love with a girl- The White Stripes- 47 plays&lt;br /&gt;16. Coming Clean- Green Day- 45 plays&lt;br /&gt;17. The Authority Song- Jimmy Eat World- 45 plays&lt;br /&gt;18. Modern Chemistry- Motion City Soundtrack- 45 plays&lt;br /&gt;19. Capital H- Motion City Soundtrack- 45 plays&lt;br /&gt;20. Time Honoured Tradition- Kaiser Chiefs- 41 plays&lt;br /&gt;21. Wonderwall- Oasis- 41 plays&lt;br /&gt;22. Southside- Moby- 39 plays&lt;br /&gt;23. Say it ain't so (original album mix(otherwise known as "Jamie"))- Weezer- 39 plays&lt;br /&gt;24. Pioneers- Bloc Party- 37 plays&lt;br /&gt;25. Like Eating Glass- Bloc Party- 36 plays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to "I bet you look good on the dance floor" by the Artic Monkeys (Many thanks to Dillon for burning it for me). And today's random fact, the song "The Union Forever" by The White Stripes is actually based off the movie Citizen Kane. Well i'm sorry but I'm not interested in gold mines, oil wells, shipping or real estate. What would I like to have been? Everything you hate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114550810294745527?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114550810294745527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114550810294745527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114550810294745527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114550810294745527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/04/top-25.html' title='The top 25'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114514309949476447</id><published>2006-04-15T15:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T23:09:55.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sounds like fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/uptown002.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/uptown002.1.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ello everyone. Florida was pretty sweet. But i'm too lazy to talk about it so perhaps I'll save that for a later date when I can show pictures with it. So hence I'll do a Kt's short version summary of whats been happening since then.&lt;br /&gt;-Went to school for 2 days&lt;br /&gt;-Watching East of Eden (one of the greatest movies of all time)&lt;br /&gt;-Girls night shopping with Ash B, Ash M, and Dominique&lt;br /&gt;-Buying a Shaun of the Dead tee-shirt, Bloc Party remix cd (which I worship constantly), and a bunch of romance novels (I'm a chick I can't resist)&lt;br /&gt;-Going all Andy Warhol with my self portrait (I'll show you a picture when I finish it)&lt;br /&gt;-Ashley spending the night and us going clicker happy with camera see pics below&lt;br /&gt;-Everyone take this survey the results will suprise you it sure suprised me I'm warning you take it at your own will. Can't say I didn't warn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crush007.com/v2/predict/1144625531zhw"&gt;http://www.crush007.com/v2/predict/1144625531zhw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Going to the movies with Dom, Dill, and Ash and laughing my ass off at Scary movie 4&lt;br /&gt;-Kara coming home for the weekend&lt;br /&gt;-I actually WON at monoply&lt;br /&gt;-Watching Andy Warhol's presentation of Flesh for Frankenstien, The whole movie was sex, boobs, and crazy mother fuckers, if you can't take ALOT of nudity don't watch it. Then again it was the 70's.&lt;br /&gt;-Going uptown, sadly the library was closed&lt;br /&gt;-coming home and updating my blog. Yay! now for quotes&lt;br /&gt;"To know death Owto, you have to fuck life in the gallbladder."-Dr. Frankenstien&lt;br /&gt;"If I land on boardwalk I'm screwed."-Me&lt;br /&gt;"This isn't my house is it?"-Blind girl from Scary movie 4&lt;br /&gt;Now for those pictures&lt;br /&gt;Ash flicking off the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" height="216" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/Ash002.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going Cross eyed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/Ashers002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" height="275" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/Ashers002.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/crazyshiz003.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/crazyshiz003.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giggles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/crazyshiz002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="197" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/crazyshiz002.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash REALLY just likes going cross eyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/us001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" height="230" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/us001.jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How adorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/us003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/us003.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooth Criminal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/gbh001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" height="282" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/gbh001.0.jpg" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/wtf003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" height="225" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/wtf003.jpg" width="263" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/wtf004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="244" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/wtf004.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're just mean dash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/meandash001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/meandash001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now doesn't that sound like fun! So hence I shall leave you in hopes of playing Street Fighter on the super Nintendo...or something along those lines at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114514309949476447?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114514309949476447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114514309949476447' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114514309949476447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114514309949476447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/04/sounds-like-fun.html' title='Sounds like fun'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114445351504619338</id><published>2006-04-07T17:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T17:45:15.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The ice cream machine exploded and temperate paint smells nasty</title><content type='html'>Ello everyone reading my blog. Here's a recap of somewhat since I last updated. Hung out more with Dom and Dill this week. We went to MSU and I got Dillon hooked on Bloc Party, my favorite radio station and Flat Black and Circular my favorite store. Yay Dillon I'm so proud! Then Kt spent the night last night and the night before that at my house. We played clue on my super Nintendo non stop with only a few games of Street Fighter in between. It was super awesome! Today will be the third day that I've had Mac an Cheese for dinner (I've got the blues?). Assuming of course I make some after I make this post like my stomach is telling me to. Oh well gotta luv that stuff. KT then came with me to my mum's high school where she works. we sat and sculpted clay for 6 hours for 2 days cause my Mum's an art teacher. It was fun meeting crazy people from another school and we even befriended the lunch lady. There food is so good there! After two days of art and renting Learn to speak German, East of Eden, and Andy Warhol's Flesh for Frankenstien from the library I end up here updating my blog. And furthermore I have to go cause I have a shitload of homework to do and I have to pack for Florida cause I'm leaving TOMORROW! So hence I must be on my way. So long, much love, sincerely but not necessarily sincere, your pal, Kayle (Did you enjoy the letter format, I just couldn't think of anything better to put as a conclusion). So long. Hope to see you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114445351504619338?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114445351504619338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114445351504619338' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114445351504619338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114445351504619338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/04/ice-cream-machine-exploded-and.html' title='The ice cream machine exploded and temperate paint smells nasty'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114412268464155321</id><published>2006-04-03T21:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T21:54:05.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Movies</title><content type='html'>Ello peoples! Greetings from the house of Kayle where i am currently eating a massive amount of hostess chocolate frosted doughnuts, accompanied by a large glass of milk. Why? Because I can. Lately I've gone on a crazy movie watching spree and in the past two days have seen Teaching Mrs. Tingle, King Kong (new edition), and Pirates of the Caribbean. Teaching Mrs. Tingle was so funny, for sure worth a rental. Plus the girl who played Mrs. Tingle was such a bitch it was hilarious! King Kong, was good as well. I really liked that movie and now have a guilty crush on Adrien Brody. I also felt super sad when Kong died. It was soooooo sad! Like seriously I can understand why people would cry in the theaters. Jack Black also did a sweet job in that film. I especially enjoyed how they kept the famous ending quote "It was Beauty who killed the Beast". And as for Pirates of the Caribbean, I love that movie and can still quote it by heart. Johnny Depp is so hot and Jack Sparrow is awesome!!! It was good to watch it again. Well not much else going on in the life of Kayle. I think I'm going to work more on writing my stories and drinking my tea (I finished my doughnuts and milk), and I am greatly looking forward to polishing Grandma's silver in front of the telle. Till next time I post I say so long.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/teaching.mrs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" height="170" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/teaching.mrs.jpg" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/adrien_brody16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" height="174" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/adrien_brody16.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/johnny_depp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/johnny_depp2.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114412268464155321?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114412268464155321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114412268464155321' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114412268464155321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114412268464155321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/04/to-movies.html' title='To the Movies'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114394485158580436</id><published>2006-04-01T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T19:27:32.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a title</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/abc001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" height="220" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/abc001.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ello from the basement computer. Week before break was super shitty. Lots of tests if I recall. Presto also banned food and pop from his room which was sad cause it ruined my daily tradition of eating m&amp;m's during class. Very tragic indeed. Apparently it was because some jerks wouldn't throw away their candy wrappers. And here I thought I was lazy. I'm also sad cause after break we'll be switching seats so I won't be sitting by the few friends that I actually do have have in class. I'm on spring break right now but it's been going pretty slow. Friday I went to the orthodontist and was super happy cause I got my expander out. First time I've felt the roof of my mouth in like a year. Best of all i finally can swallow pain killers! Yay! although I currently still lack the ability to chew for the most part. Almost everyone's gone for spring break so for the most part I'&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/Movie-Poster-Fight-Club.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/Movie-Poster-Fight-Club.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ve been hangin out with Dill and Dom (sorry Dillon I haven't been over to finish watching King Kong, but I've been meaning to come over again). Went driving today with Cindy. I hate driving. But I guess it was nice seeing a change of scenery. Besides that not much else going on besides that I need to go to the library tommorrow and people have randomly telling me how busty I've gotten (Thanks). I've also been writing stories but sadly seem to lack t&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/Movie-Poster-Fight-Club.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he ability to finish them. Watched the ending of Fight Club. Never seen the movie or the ending I must say I was not expecting him to go all skitzo like that, it was a sweet movie though from what i did see. I still need to see the whole movie through though. I also think I want a cup of tea. I don't know if that much caffine/sugar is good for me though cause it'll proubly kick in when i need to go to sleep at like 12 or 1 in the mornin. Oh well. Not much these days. I think I wanted to say something else, but I forgot. So we'll just leave it at that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114394485158580436?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114394485158580436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114394485158580436' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114394485158580436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114394485158580436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is-title.html' title='This is a title'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114316996080686354</id><published>2006-03-23T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T20:12:40.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The science of selling yourself short</title><content type='html'>ello everyone and greetings. I could try to sumerize this week but theres really nothing to say. I guess I'll just rant about random things. I'm really excited cause I'm going to Florida for spring break and we'll be staying at the hardrock hotel! I'm told they even play music underwater at the pool! I'm also going to Universal Studies. Granted I'm more of a Disney person but I figure since I haven't been to Universal since my wee days as a monchichi I should pay another visit. Besides I was like 5 when I went and like the only memories I have of it was being too short to reach the pedals on the ET ride, taking a Nickaloden (How the fuck do you spell that?!) tour and seeing Legends of the hidden temple (i still watch the re-runs of that show), and I think I might have got slimed but I can't remember. Hence I decieded it would be cool to see it and actually be old enough to remember it. I joined book club last week as something to put on my resume. Turns out it's really sweet though! The people are super cool and they taught me how to make pirate hats out of newspaper and how to read anime (anime is actually not as bad as I thought it would be, alot are like pg romance novels)! They even call me Kyle, which is nice cause I get sick of being called Kayle sometimes. I'm reading the "modern classic" catcher in the rye for the club. I hear it's the number one book read by criminals in jail, which by what I've read so far makes that fairly understandable. Although it's a pretty good book. Pretty bored right now. Just rockin out to my ipod. Proubly should study for tommorrows math test sum. I'm pretty much doomed as always though. Nothings ever going to work out right as ALWAYS. oh well so long, best wishes and any donations of a AAA battery would be greatly appreciated. Many thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114316996080686354?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114316996080686354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114316996080686354' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114316996080686354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114316996080686354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/03/science-of-selling-yourself-short.html' title='The science of selling yourself short'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114290451262217015</id><published>2006-03-20T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T18:28:32.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three cheers for the U.N.</title><content type='html'>ello everyone. Who knew the sex pistols could stir such a clash. Anyways this weekend was CRAZY at the model u.n. meeting. I don't feel like explaining things though. As if anyone does anymore anyways. Hence here is the recap of my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;St. Patrick is sweet (love st. pattie's day)&lt;br /&gt;too much hangman&lt;br /&gt;watching the Maury show in the hotel room with the guys&lt;br /&gt;The CREEPIEST most HILARIOUS dinner conversation with Ash, Sam, and Dr. Phil aka Anthony&lt;br /&gt;Going to commitee&lt;br /&gt;Getting sick of discussing freaken freshwater&lt;br /&gt;I hate the delegate from Iran in my comitee&lt;br /&gt;Ash and Sam doing PDA (porvre, porbre Kayle)&lt;br /&gt;brink of losing williamston MUN&lt;br /&gt;Me making an excuse for Ash's sake&lt;br /&gt;MORE ash and sam PDA&lt;br /&gt;Having Sam's ipod and relating to Panic! at the disco lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in chairs&lt;br /&gt;The offering of the coat&lt;br /&gt;"Stealing" Ashley M.'s guys on the dance floor and getting their emails&lt;br /&gt;Meeting someone who had a FREAKISH amount in common with me (we both love Motion City, Panic! at the Disco, speak French, love the London subway, and want to move to England).&lt;br /&gt;Sad Ashley B.&lt;br /&gt;Tia and Erin magically bolting the door shut and getting locked out at 3:30 in the morning in the hotel hallway (They didn't open it till 7 and they had to sleep in a seperate room).&lt;br /&gt;Ashley getting sick and vomiting&lt;br /&gt;Everyone getting sick from the crappy chicken they served us.&lt;br /&gt;Not getting the delegate of South Korea's email because of the others sickness (Kayle est tre triste)&lt;br /&gt;Leaving early and coming home&lt;br /&gt;working till 3:30 a.m on a 100 point history paper on Norman Rockwell.&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep at 4:00 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;How I hate almost everyone&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to Say Anything's newest song Wow I can get sexual too. &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&amp;friendID=2296310"&gt;http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&amp;amp;friendID=2296310&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching the tape we made for chis&lt;br /&gt;Quotes:&lt;br /&gt;"I'll make you a Shirley Temple if you make me a Sidecar."-Sam&lt;br /&gt;"We wish Turkey to elaborate on the extra-terestrial?"-deligate from Pakistan&lt;br /&gt;"Who's Tahaiti?"-delegate from Iran, "You mean To: Haiti?"- delegate from Turkey, "Oh."- delegate from Iran.&lt;br /&gt;Can't think of anything else to say. Sorry I guess that really wasn't a short recap was it. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Till later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114290451262217015?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114290451262217015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114290451262217015' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114290451262217015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114290451262217015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/03/three-cheers-for-un.html' title='Three cheers for the U.N.'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114221648777434900</id><published>2006-03-12T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T19:38:34.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotel Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/fix004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/fix004.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ello eveyone! Anyone have questions about my weekend see KT's blog. I'll give you my summary though anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday- Packed up and drove to wherever we drove to. First we went to Mike's band festivel. Had sum pizza and faygo pop (cheers). Walked around in the halls. Drove some more (yay for headphones). Got to this crap hotel with kids running everywhere and people yellin at each other. The soap wasn't even worth stealing I was kinda sad. But anyways yeah roamed the hallways went swimming where I beat some like 13 year old at a swim relay. Go me! Slipped in and out of conciousness as attempt to sleep on an air matress with kt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday- Three cheers for a continetal breakfast! KT and I ate waffels. It always made a beepy noise when it was done like when people die on ER. No worries Dr. Olivena and Dr. Corsair suited up for an operation and saved them. So right KT's folks went to Mike's hockey game me and KT went shopping. I got a new pair of converse (army green lowtops with pinstripe!), 2 cute new shirts, a sweet pair of sunglasses, and a sex pistols cd (Never Mind The Bollocks here's the sex pistols). we then sat down ate a pretzel and we counted how many guys passed back and forth between SunCoast and The Gamestop. Needless to say it was ALOT! Warm day so we hung out outside till KT's folks came. Back to the hotel, then to a hockey game, did a lot of coloring with crayons. Danced at the hockey game, I think everyone thought i was crazy (But it was Bloc Party and Beck playing on my dance mix I just had to dance!). To the hotel ate nacho's at the hotel resturant. Danced, sang, and skipped randomly down hotel hallways. And in case you haven't heard I've recently taken up the harmonica. I must say I'm showing signs of improvement. Drank coffee. Talked to KT's dad and some hockey mom about why girls should date. They left and I did a ballet solo and an irish jig. Sweet eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- Dude KT we got up at 7:30! SERIOUSLY! Man good thing I didn't see the clock I wouldn't have died at the sight of those didgets on a Sunday Morning! More Hockey games. Drove back home (god bless the ipod). Came home did some laundry. Hung out online. KT came over and we watched Cullen play this super nerdy game on the Super Nintendo. It was hilarious! Then we had a picnic outside and ate chips and salsa. KT left round 5ish. Talked to Ash. Ate dinner. Played Conkers bad fur day on the N64 with Cullen. Hugged Cullen goodbye and he left back for college. Talked to Ash sum more. Updated my blog. Yay all updated. Quotes anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Save the Waffels"&lt;br /&gt;"Katie's happy because..."&lt;br /&gt;"Hope to see baby log soon. Baby Pepsi needs a friend to play with"&lt;br /&gt;"Are you my entertainment tonight?"&lt;br /&gt;"Are you on the swim team?&lt;br /&gt;"Dang I forgot my harmonica"&lt;br /&gt;"You should play the Bongo's"&lt;br /&gt;"I love that dutch guy!"&lt;br /&gt;"Na na na na na...na na na na na"&lt;br /&gt;"I can do a butt dance, can you do a butt dance, we can do a butt dance, la, la ,la,la"&lt;br /&gt;"I must get the extra armour!"&lt;br /&gt;"Is that a hippie bag?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah they're losers they jump up and down."&lt;br /&gt;"I have to get to the next level!"&lt;br /&gt;"I pinky swear, meaning I'm swearing at you with my pinky."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this was such a long post! Thanks for reading though.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/fix001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/fix002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114221648777434900?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114221648777434900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114221648777434900' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114221648777434900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114221648777434900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/03/hotel-party.html' title='Hotel Party'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114197639409545908</id><published>2006-03-10T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T00:39:54.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The mud ate my shoes</title><content type='html'>ello everyone. Today wasn't as bad as I thought is would be. Turns out Presto didn't even count that science quiz. I'm guessing it was more just to teach us a lesson that we need to pay attention in class. I'm glad he didn't count it though cause I got like 12/20. So I also took my math test retake. I think that went well...which proubly means I'm screwed. Oh well at least I tried. I even went through the problems with Mr. Kersten. Mr. Kersten isn't such a bad teacher, he helped me with the billons of questions I got wrong. I hope I at least did ok on the retake though. Well I'm looking forward to hotel party time with KT. It's gonna be awesome! I'm so bringing crayons!  Although on my way to school today (randdom subject change) I kinda forgot that the snow melted so when I had to walk through mud, the mud ate my shoes. I walked home barefoot (on gravel too and what was left of snow, it was cold and painfull to say the least), and I had Dad call me in tardy. That was Kayle's big adventure. YAY! I wonder what will eat my shoes tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Quotes-&lt;br /&gt;"Whats with you and gernades!"-Steven&lt;br /&gt;"You guys move too slow!" (in referance to the Lumberjacks)- me&lt;br /&gt;"I'll always eat skittles."-Presto&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy that and so long I can't think of any more good quotes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114197639409545908?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114197639409545908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114197639409545908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114197639409545908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114197639409545908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/03/mud-ate-my-shoes.html' title='The mud ate my shoes'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114187273270392207</id><published>2006-03-08T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T19:52:12.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passport to anywhere but here</title><content type='html'>Ello everyone. Life's shitty as always as I enjoy ranting on about how nothings ever fair...which it isn't. I recently found out that the reason my grades are so shitty in math is because 70% of my grade is based on tests! SEVENTY FUCKING GOD DAMN PERCENT! SO I DO ALL THE GOD DAMN WORK IN CLASS AND IT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE A DAMN DIFFERENCE! What a great lesson you can do every assignment do ALL the work and you will pretty much practicully fail, or be on the verge of failing. How utterly fucking comforting eh! 70 percent of my grade is based on two tests! It's based on two days of work. So now I have to do a test retake tomorrow and I cant seem to make myself sit and study. It's so frustrating to be so stupid! I try but I always get the answear wrong. Plus Presto randomly tells us TODAY that we have a TEST tommorrow. Great thats alot of time to study. And my two worst subjects too. I'm so horrible at tests. I hate tests. God must seriously hate me or forgot I exist or something, because it seems things are never going to get better for me. And you know what they never have, they just get worse. Tommorrow is going to be horrible. Well at least maybe I'll feel better this weekend when I hang out with KT on that whole hotel experience. Should be sweet. At least thats something to look forward to. I don't know about this whole modeling shenanigan though. I don't think girls who look like 12 year olds on drugs like me are accepted and can excel in the entertainment/modeling biz. Oh well at least I can steal me some hotel soap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114187273270392207?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114187273270392207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114187273270392207' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114187273270392207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114187273270392207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/03/passport-to-anywhere-but-here.html' title='Passport to anywhere but here'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114170587014437951</id><published>2006-03-06T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T22:02:24.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Cullen</title><content type='html'>Howdy. Greetings from my basement computer. You know I kinda almost miss updating my blog during 2nd hour computers. Oh well. My four day week off was pretty sweet. I went on a major shopping spree. It was awesome I got shoes! I actually didn't hang out with any friends all break though. It was almost sad. Thats ok though cause Cullen's home for Spring break and we get to watch Futurama together and do stupid stuff like get in a toy dart gun fight (I must say my shot stands a decent chance against his). Cullen also requested that I put these photo's on my blog. See we made a bet on if he could shoot a dart into my tea (lately I've been addicted to drinking tea I don't know why cept that it tastes good). Every time he missed I got 5 &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/inthetea001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" height="88" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/inthetea001.jpg" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cents but if he made it in I owed him a buck. See photo's enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cullen picking up and loading the dart gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cullen with the loaded dart gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/inthetea002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" height="252" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/inthetea002.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cullen shooting the dart gun&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/inthetea003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="234" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/inthetea003.jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cullen made it into my tea cup after 5 shots so I gave him 50 cents. Then he made another bet with me and said if he made it in my tea cup again he'd give me back my 50 cents. It only took him one shot and I got my 50 cents back! And that was my 4 day weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114170587014437951?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114170587014437951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114170587014437951' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114170587014437951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114170587014437951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/03/me-and-cullen.html' title='Me and Cullen'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114143171765614619</id><published>2006-03-03T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T17:21:57.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Days and She's comin to get me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/me002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/me002.jpg" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello everyone. Today's been alright I suppose. Last night Cullen came home I'm assuming for the weekend. He left this afternoon but I'm guessing he's coming back on account of I find it highly unlikely he would leave his magic cards here on purpose. But we watched some Aqua Teen into the wee hours of the morning. It was pretty sweet. Then Today I set my alarm for 10:45 because I didn't want to sleep in all day but ironically I hit snooze so many times that I really didn't wake up till 11:45. Didn't really do much just sat around and was bored. I went uptown around 3 but I was super angry at myself cause I think I lost my library card. I went uptown anyways though because I just wanted to get out of the house. So I went to the dollar store bought some more crayons and some water color markers. Then went to Felpaush (so can't spell it) and got a Jones soda and a rasberry filled dougnut. I later then ate that doughnut with the grande coffee I got at the coffee shop. After my coffee and doughnut I went to the park and played on the swing set but my ass got wet o&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/thering003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/thering003.jpg" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n account of the ice and snow on the swing. It was still fun though. I also tried to take some pictures with my digetal camera but it was being a little bitch. The only picture that really came out made me have flashbacks to watching "The Ring" and made me question if I am going to die a painful death in seven days (see picture to the right). Although I must say for being one of the creepiest pictures ever it is a pretty sweet shot. However I am still angry at my camera for all the other pictures I took that didn't show up. Oh well what can you do eh. Anyways after the park I walked home and then sat down in front of my computer and updated my blog! Yay! And of course have started painting my nails with the nailpolish by the computer why I write this post. Well not much to say. I proubly should stop writing and go work on that bloody freaken American Dream report thats due in English. So hopefully I'll see ya'll later. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114143171765614619?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114143171765614619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114143171765614619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114143171765614619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114143171765614619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/03/seven-days-and-shes-comin-to-get-me.html' title='Seven Days and She&apos;s comin to get me'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114136234762347046</id><published>2006-03-02T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T22:45:00.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the brightest crayon in the box</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. Today we had an "Ice day" so school was cancelled. Granted I did get out of a French test but I really needed to print off my EDP and email a paragraph on my American Dream report to myself that I saved to the school computer. Today is crappy because my parents as predicted my parents are being all bitchy about my grades. It's been nothing but one argument after another all day. Man it makes me feel so stupid when I try so hard and it never seems to be good enough. I hate my parents. If they are my parents. I'd rather think I was born from a bunch of rock n roll freaks, kidknapped from my loving family and put up for adoption by some criminal. It's far more comforting. Anyways on my day off I slept till like 2 in the afternoon and dreamed I was a professional swimmer (lol I was good too). Woke up went to the cyropractor. Came home. Fought with Mom about my grades again before she went to Office Max. I ended up making eggs and bacon which helped me cope with the constant reminder of my stupidity. I also have been in indulging in anything I want to drink which so far I believe has been 2 cans of coca-cola, A cup of tea (two spoonfuls of sugar and a bit of honey included), and a cup of microwaveble french vanilla coffee. I also had a bowl of moose tracks sum time ago. So after flipping through the channels on the telle I finally ended up watching the Brit Music awards. It was pretty sweet I was super happy that James Blunt won best male vocal. Green Day also won some awards and so did Kaiser Chiefs. After that I was inspired to start writing a story and so far have a page written of it. I also got bored and took some more photo's with my cheap digital camera. I finally learned that theres a self timer on it so I kinda went camera clicker happy and took alot of pic's. Here they are. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/Great008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="193" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/Great008.jpg" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/Great003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" height="175" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/Great003.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/Great006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/Great006.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/Great004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="156" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/Great004.0.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/Great007.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" height="252" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/Great007.1.jpg" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/Great005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="185" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/Great005.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114136234762347046?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114136234762347046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114136234762347046' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114136234762347046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114136234762347046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/03/not-brightest-crayon-in-box.html' title='Not the brightest crayon in the box'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114126044771089683</id><published>2006-03-01T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T18:14:11.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Makes me wanna drink a coca-cola</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! I'm super excited cause Kev came over and hooked up this cheap ass digital camera that looks like it came out of a cereal box! But eh it works so I aint complaining. Follies was sweet. Went to Dillon's house before the dance and hung out with Dill and Krissy. At Dill's we watched Kill Bill volume 1 and 2 and ate pizza. It was pretty sweet. Then I went home to get ready for the dance and being a girl I showed up late cause I took too long getting ready.But the dance was wicked fun. Had an AWESOME time dancing! I think dancing must be my only true forte. Sadly the fun ended too soon and then came sunday and monday. Yesterday (monday) especially sucked cause I had a 20th century film project, a math test, and a science test ALL on the same day. I tried my best but I deffinetly think I failed both my tests. And as for my project I was super angry cause I spent all monday and sunday making a poster and it turns out all we needed was to just do a freaken speech. I was so upset. I coulda studied more instead of doing the poster. And to top that cake today my parents are going to parent teacher confrences so they'll see my lousy test scores and nag at me and constantly remind me how freaken stupid I am...yay. It's not like I don't try cause I do I ask the teachers questions, I ask other people for help but for some reason my parents still don't believe that I can ACTUALLY be that stupid. But anyways today Kev hooked up my camera so I wanted to share some random pic's just because I can (keep in mind it's a crappy camera so if it's blurry oh well). Here enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" height="170" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/Photo001.0.jpg" width="136" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/Photo004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="141" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/Photo004.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/Photo003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" height="230" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/Photo003.0.jpg" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/Photo005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" height="134" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/Photo005.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thats me with my hat (I love my hat it is my friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/first%20shots010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/first%20shots010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/first%20shots009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/first%20shots009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/first%20shots002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/first%20shots002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/first%20shots008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/first%20shots008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sum more pictures of me (sadly I had no one else to take pictures of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/first%20shots005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/first%20shots005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is indeed a little pony that is mine awwww how cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/first%20shots004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/first%20shots004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 99 cent NYC nail polish I keep by my computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/macncheese001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/macncheese001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yum the mac n cheese I just ate. Ok I'm sure you're bored as I am so till later, toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114126044771089683?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114126044771089683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114126044771089683' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114126044771089683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114126044771089683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/03/makes-me-wanna-drink-coca-cola.html' title='Makes me wanna drink a coca-cola'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-114057405061894484</id><published>2006-02-21T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T19:43:04.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song: light my fire, I am listening to the Doors</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! Terribly sorry I haven't posted for so long. Thanks for all the comments on the last post, that was alot of comments! I feel so utterly special. Many thanks. And as for me liking Brothers Grimm yeah it's a bad movie but for some reason I still like it. But then again I've always been known to have a bit odd taste in things. Anyways the Feb Follies dance is coming up this weekend. I am sad to say I am not looking forward to it as initially intended. I find myself to be a third wheel in couplesville as I now call this place. Pretty much all of my gal pals either a) have dates or b) at least been asked out (and in most cases I found they're not going with their date because the guy wanted to but can't go). And when I mean all my friends I mean ALL my friends. I'm not talking just Ashley and Katie but like ALL my gal pals. ALL MY GAL PALS. I'm still going to the dance though. I got an awesome dress and really cute shoes this weekend for it. The shoes especially help me feel better and I am quite fond of them. They seem to make the whole third wheel, lonely, abandoned Kayle thing slightly less tragic. I am also sad about my Plan test results (they tell you what your good at math, science, reading, and such blah, blah, blah). Mine pretty much confirmed my suspicions of that I am REALLY stupid or at least borderline it. I am at least slightly enthused though that I finally filled out my preference scheduling sheet for next year and Lutzke signed saying I could take AP World History. Made me feel somewhat smart. Tried to learn to play my guitar this weekend off a dvd I rented from the library. It pretty much taught me nothing or at least nothing I didn't already know cept for three chords which I think I already forgot. I suppose I'll have to figure out another method to learn sum guitar skills and prevent my guitar from collecting dust. On the brighter side of things (lol love the Killers) anyways I have gotten better with my aim with the toy dart gun thingy I got at the dollar store. It's really fun when I can shoot stupid celebrity's in the head and the plucky dart&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/thedoors.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="145" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/thedoors.0.jpg" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thing sticks to the screen. I must say it is quite amusing and find myself to be getting quite skilled at it. And yes Presto I so did my science homework already. Hence I think I'll procrastinate a bit on my math and go play street fighter 2 on my super Nintendo, and perhaps drink a bit of hot coco. Till later, sorry if it's much later, I say so long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-114057405061894484?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/114057405061894484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=114057405061894484' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114057405061894484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/114057405061894484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/02/song-light-my-fire-i-am-listening-to.html' title='Song: light my fire, I am listening to the Doors'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-113970340779659060</id><published>2006-02-11T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T17:21:14.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Curse we can't reverse, No spell we can't break, No demon we can't exterminate</title><content type='html'>HELLO EVERYONE! Tis the weekend and today is saturday. This week was crappy as every week is. Yesterday was ok besides school that is at least. I had to take 3 quizzes. I most definitely failed my French quiz because I can't do basic mathematics in french fast enough in my head to calculate time hence once again leaving a feeling of utter stupidity. After awhile I felt so bad that I was the last person with my test that I just turned in what I had. The English test on root words was pretty dang easy. And the science test was just ok. I hope I used the right formula for acceleration and velocity but I don't think I did. I hate tests. Then after school me and Meredith went uptown to get our nails done. I got a french manicure it's sooooo cute! But I think next time I'll just paint my own nails and save myself 15 bucks (I'm cheap and 15 bucks could buy me a cd). Afterwards we went to Mcdonalds. There is a long hilarious story that comes with this trip to mcdonalds but I don't feel like explaining it. So after that we went to the dollar store I bought some jewery and sunglasses.  Then we came home Mere left and I went out to eat with Cullen and Daddy. Came home played my video game (civilization III) all night and went to bed. Woke up at 11:56 when Ash called me and told me we'd be hanging out in a hour so to get up. An hour later I was still sleeping but she woke me up again when she came over. Got dressed went to the dollar store (she wanted to buy a pic frame) and then to Dairy Queen where ash paid for my peanut buster something, something (I forget what its called). Many thanks Ash! Then we rented and watched The Brother Grimm. It was pretty sweet movi&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" height="292" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/poster.jpg" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e and I totally love Heath Ledger's character Jacob! The effects and plot line were pretty cool too. It was sorta trippy kinda like watching a Tim Burton flick. I liked it alot. It was most definitely a SWEET movie. Anyways KT's comin over soon she's gonna spend the night. Should be spiffy. So till later I say so long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-113970340779659060?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/113970340779659060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=113970340779659060' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/113970340779659060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/113970340779659060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/02/no-curse-we-cant-reverse-no-spell-we.html' title='No Curse we can&apos;t reverse, No spell we can&apos;t break, No demon we can&apos;t exterminate'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-113927402841453300</id><published>2006-02-06T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T19:04:24.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry I was REALLY bored(spin off of KTs blog)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Who Should Paint You: M.C. Escher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatartistshouldpaintyourportraitquiz/mc-escher.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Open and raw, you would let your true self show for your portrait.And even if your painting turned out a bit dark, it would be honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Your Pimp Name Is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/pimpnamegenerator/girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brown Sugar Pump&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pimpnamegenerator/"&gt;What's" Your Pimp Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Your Monster Profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/monsternamegenerator/monster21.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wicked Enigma&lt;br /&gt;You Feast On: Armadillos&lt;br /&gt;You Lurk Around In: Wal-mart&lt;br /&gt;You Especially Like to Torment: Lawyers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/monsternamegenerator/"&gt;What's" Your Monster Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;You Are an Indie Rocker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofrockerareyouquiz/indie-rocker.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are in it for the love of the music...And you couldn't care less about being signed by a big label.You're all about loving and supporting music - not commercial success.You may not have the fame and glory, but you have complete control of your career.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Rocker Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Your Seduction Style: Au Natural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/au-natural.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it.That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power!The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism.&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world.Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in.You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you?&lt;br /&gt;You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere and spontaneous ways.Your childlike (but not childish) behavior also inspires others to care for you.As a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e6e6fa;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Your Birthdate: June 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are an island. You don't need anyone else to make you happy.And though you see yourself as a loner, people are drawn to you.Deep and sensitive, you tend to impress others with your insights.You also tend to be psychic - so listen to that inner voice!&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your self sufficiency&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: You despise authority&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Maroon&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Hammer&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#c8c8ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Your Band Name is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e9e9ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/bandnamegenerator/band.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Juggling Sadists&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Band&lt;/a&gt; Name Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#31e4ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Your Superhero Profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#94f1ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/superheronamegenerator/girl.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your Superhero Name is The Sky SavageYour Superpower is Genetic engineeringYour Weakness is AirsicknessYour Weapon is Your Electro BlasterYour Mode of Transportation is Sled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/superheronamegenerator/"&gt;What's" your Superhero Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;You Are Animal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/themuppetpersonalitytest/animal.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A complete lunatic, you're operating on 100% animal instincts.You thrive on uncontrolled energy, and you're downright scary.But you sure can beat a good drum."Kill! Kill!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; Muppet Personality Test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are attracted to good manners and elegance.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#98fb98;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;You Are 60% Weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cafbca"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're so weird, you think you're *totally* normal. Right?But you wig out even the biggest of circus freaks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Weird Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;You Are The Hanging Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/hanging-man.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You represent the seeking of enlightenment and spiritual clarity.You tend to confuse others, but your oddities seem deeply satisfying.Self sacrifice is easy for you, especially if it makes you a better person in the end.You are the type of person who is very in touch with your soul and inner spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Your fortune:&lt;br /&gt;Right now is a good time for reflection and meditation.You should stop resisting the problems in your life, and let yourself be vulnerable to them.You may need to sacrifice something important to you to move ahead in your life.Accept your destiny with courage, and learn to let go of what you think you need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Tarot Card Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to take more than give in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry it was so long but I was bored. I'm sad I didn't get a part in the school play Clue. It's slightly depressing. At least I made call back though I guess thats good. Not much really going on these days. Went to school today. Came home went to Ash's we finished watching gentlemen prefer blondes. I need to finish watching Gaint with James Dean as well, so I can return it to the library (can you believe rentals there are only a buck!). hmmmm I still cant figure out what kind of fighter a foo fighter is, but I think it'd be cool to be one. I think I'd like to be a Foo Fighter. I wonder if Foo Fighters have ranks or something? I wonder what there training is because I'm not too fond of authority. Kayle the Foo Fighter...hmmm i think it fits me quite accordingly well. I sure would like to be a Foo Fighter. I wonder if I'd be fighting for the Foo Nation? You know what I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-113927402841453300?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/113927402841453300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=113927402841453300' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/113927402841453300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/113927402841453300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/02/sorry-i-was-really-boredspin-off-of.html' title='Sorry I was REALLY bored(spin off of KTs blog)'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-113885024500267388</id><published>2006-02-01T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T23:37:22.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired of waiting for you</title><content type='html'>o&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;k LONG summery of what happened this weekend up to now...if I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;(last) Friday- hung out with Mr. and Mrs. Shoot me (aka ash and stowers). I guess it wasn't too bad. At least Stowers offers to pay for me at Taco Bell. Saturday- Went to my Grandpa's bday bash (mums side). He's 80. I must say I was envious of the indana jones hat Grandpa got it was sweet. And I hate carrot cake. Came home watched Requiem for a dream with Cullen (Cullen rented it for free since he's an MSU student) which offically made me NEVER want to do drugs. Seriously you ever think about doing drugs just watch that movie and you'll forever be afraid of Heroin among other things as well possibly for the rest of your life. Although Jared Leto was SOOOOOOO HOT! Besides that it was a very sad and good movie. Good but very very sad. Sunday-I don't remember. Monday-Didn't feel well, didn't go to school. Tuesday- Dont remember much, besides that I hung out with KT at the basketball game at night and did cartweels on the wrestling mats and ate panncakes. Shout out to Shanaynay! Today- Have a bloody math test tommorrow. I really don't get that math stuff. I think I'll try to force myself to study after this post. Which also reminds me that I have U.S history homework. Went uptown and turns out I had 9 things to pick up at the library! Thats ALOT! Went to McDonalds got sum fries and a pop (god bless the dollar menu!). Went to the dollar store bought Al Capone on dvd and a dart gun with those sticky darts that when you shoot them they stick to the tv. I already have one but Cullen suggested I buy another just to get more whatever they're called sticky darts that stic&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/1600/requiemforadream.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/578/687/320/requiemforadream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;k to the tv when you shoot them, I decided he was right hence I bought sum more. Bought a Jones soda. Drank it on the way home. Watched Benny and Joon. Johnny Depp is SOOOOOOO HOT in that movie! I so need to buy it on dvd. Makes me want to dress weird continue being crazy and cook a grilled cheese with an iron. Maybe my equivilent of a johnny depp or justin pierre will magically come along. Ha I used the word equivilent! I'm so mathmatical! Well not really, which is why I should proubly study for my math test. So till later I say so long. Oh and sorry this post is so long (special sorry to Chris), but for some reason I'm a complete contradiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-113885024500267388?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/113885024500267388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=113885024500267388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/113885024500267388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/113885024500267388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/02/tired-of-waiting-for-you.html' title='Tired of waiting for you'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9437158.post-113834295548629296</id><published>2006-01-26T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T23:22:38.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like eating glass</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone sorry my last post was so long. thanks to all who read it all the way through. Today was ok I guess. I'm trying to remember what happened at school, but quite frankly I really don't care. After school I made some muddy buddies aka puppy chow for Cullen cause he hates the cafe food. But I'm kinda tiered. Haven't been sleeping well lately. I keep having weird dreams. And not the good kinds with pirate trains and panda eggs sadly. Plus today I kept having flashbacks to when I was a little kid. I blame it on the sunshine. I went uptown to the library and rented alice in wonderland and The Beatles Rubber Soul album cause its free to rent music and kids movies from the library. I was pist off though cause whoever used the Beatles cd last scratched the shit out of it and it skips all the time. Its quite sad. What a jerk, I mean seriously who has the heart to abuse a Beatles album! And Rubber Soul too, I mean come on its such a sweet album! Stupid mean people! anyways came home ate dinner with dad, mum was on the phone and didn't eat. I think I fell asleep listening to the beatles shortly after. Took a long shower. Drank microwaveble coffee. I think I'm gonna do my math homework now and go to bed. Oh and Kt I've seen that weird video you were talking about earlier with the Panic! people, I was sad when the bride cheated with a clown. It's like Mr. Brightside with twice as much makeup. Oh and Mr.Preston I did my research and it sounds like the only way I can get ink poisoning is by ingesting like 5 pens. and well I may be stupid but I'm not THAT stupid. Right I'm tiered...math...bye, toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9437158-113834295548629296?l=pirateslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/113834295548629296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9437158&amp;postID=113834295548629296' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/113834295548629296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9437158/posts/default/113834295548629296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirateslanding.blogspot.com/2006/01/like-eating-glass.html' title='Like eating glass'/><author><name>PirateKayle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077709248877342901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-9Q9NFF5MNk/SGGb5Lz5m7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/DwrhlFT_C0c/S220/IMG_1346.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
