<?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-8246772999566395328</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:33:03.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere 2 Hide</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>220</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-7869452534509039523</id><published>2011-03-25T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T11:50:15.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dont know why I even bother to post on here but im bored. I came to the library to watch videos and with my bum luck I get a computer that the sound doesnt work on, *sigh*. I could have took my butt on back home. Since Im here anyway I'm trying to find something to do. Dont really know what to say here anymore. I guess thats it for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-7869452534509039523?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/7869452534509039523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=7869452534509039523' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/7869452534509039523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/7869452534509039523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2011/03/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-7852315808007088777</id><published>2010-10-14T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T18:17:28.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still trying</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still haven't been able to get back into this blogging thing. a quick run down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressed from work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hospital bills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not enough money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-7852315808007088777?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/7852315808007088777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=7852315808007088777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/7852315808007088777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/7852315808007088777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2010/10/still-trying.html' title='still trying'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-8641095342805178506</id><published>2010-08-31T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T19:18:05.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still not well</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, its been another one of those days. I haven't felt too good most of the day. I've had a headache on and off all day. At work I just felt..not good. Like I had no strength or energy and I felt dizzy. I dont know what it is. I will be glad when I feel back to normal again. After work I went to get some money orders and a few other things. Came home and took a nap. Played a video game for awhile. Took a bubble bath, ate dinner and washed dishes...not in that order tho. :) Other than that just been watching tv, talking on the phone to Paul and messing around on the computer. Hopefully tomorrow will be alot better. I took two tylenol hoping it will help with my headache. I finally finished reading "The Worst Case", By: James Patterson. Its a good book. Hopefully I can get to take it back tomorrow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-8641095342805178506?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/8641095342805178506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=8641095342805178506' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8641095342805178506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8641095342805178506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2010/08/still-not-well.html' title='Still not well'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-8354249968612614318</id><published>2010-08-30T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T17:48:06.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm feeling sorta strange. My nerves are all over the place. Work was ok today and when I first got home I was fine. It wasn't until I woke up from my nap that things started going down hill. Everyone seems to be getting on my nerves. So I thought maybe I'd watch a netflix movie. Maybe it would take my mind off of things and help me to relax and feel better. Instead I ended up feeling all weird and creeped out afterward. I usually wait and watch movies with my brother when he gets home from work but lately I've been falling asleep during the movies from being so tired and sleepy so I thought maybe that was another good reason to watch the movie early. I dont know what my problem is but...I dont know I dont like it. Im trying to resist the urge to go stuff my face. I've been thinking that I need to stop with eating all the junk food but there always seems to be a reason to eat. I dont even like to look at myself in the mirror. Its not so bad when im fully clothes but looking at myself without anything on..I really dont like it. Makes it hard for me to see how anyone else could stomach looking at me. Anyway, enough with the sad song and dance. I gotta find away to get rid of this uneasy feeling. Any suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-8354249968612614318?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/8354249968612614318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=8354249968612614318' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8354249968612614318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8354249968612614318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2010/08/strange-feelings.html' title='Strange Feelings'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-4032613665896293512</id><published>2010-08-30T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T04:27:09.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Steps</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well, here I am again. Taking baby steps here. I had a good weekend. I didnt do much which is good, I needed rest, on top of that I was broke. Thankfully my brother helped me out with drinks and snacks. I did some cleaning, caught up on tapes, look thru most of my mags, well, scracth that, I threw most of them away cuz they were things I didnt want to look at and they were just sitting there, so i looked thru all the ones I liked and then threw them away. I watched a movie called "The Reeds", which was weird. I fell asleep the first time I tryed to watch it, so I had to go back and watch the parts I missed. I only have 4 days to work this week, yay! So hopefully this week will go by fast. wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-4032613665896293512?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/4032613665896293512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=4032613665896293512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4032613665896293512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4032613665896293512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2010/08/baby-steps.html' title='Baby Steps'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-3442134675571968954</id><published>2010-08-25T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T15:54:28.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;well its been awhile..i thought id try this thing called blogging again. i'll try to write more next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-3442134675571968954?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/3442134675571968954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=3442134675571968954' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3442134675571968954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3442134675571968954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2010/08/miss-me.html' title='Miss me?'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-5124269843439697139</id><published>2010-06-06T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T10:42:30.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Storm warning   By: Billy Graham</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This book was sent to me for free by "Booksneeze.com". Heres my review:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This book is an amazing read. It tells all about how the many problems that the world today is facing and how it relates to the word of the bible. It also tells about the things that are to come in the future. Billy Graham also tells all about his difficult and challenging experiences. And he also goes on to tell what God says, as in his word, the answers to the problems we are facing in todays world. Also he talks about politics and the problems that go along with that. The chapter called "Inside the apocalypse, stood out to me, and the way he talks about the book of "Revelations". He uses the word of God to point out key points and help people to understand Gods plan in how we should live and how living by God word will help things to become better in this world. And also gives a strong warning that we should all be preparing ourselves, family and loved ones for Gods coming. When we are facing storms the one we should turn to is our heavenly father. I think so many people loose site of the word of God and its meaning and how it should be used in our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-5124269843439697139?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/5124269843439697139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=5124269843439697139' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5124269843439697139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5124269843439697139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2010/06/storm-warning-by-billy-graham.html' title='The Storm warning   By: Billy Graham'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-2681052040511192747</id><published>2009-11-13T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:46:54.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>I started a new blog. Got some time? Please drop by and check it out. Thanks! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myobsessing.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://myobsessing.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-2681052040511192747?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/2681052040511192747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=2681052040511192747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2681052040511192747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2681052040511192747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-643057848328520639</id><published>2009-11-08T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:18:03.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad nerves</title><content type='html'>My nerves are so bad right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times like this I just want to scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tear a hole in something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go somewhere alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate feeling like a crazy person&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-643057848328520639?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/643057848328520639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=643057848328520639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/643057848328520639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/643057848328520639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/11/bad-nerves.html' title='bad nerves'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-4605304125221503796</id><published>2009-11-07T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T16:35:53.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/BIKERBABES-vi.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 417px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/BIKERBABES-vi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;today has been really frustrating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;so frustrating that I cant even find the words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;yet I feel the need to write something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;and im coming up with nothing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-4605304125221503796?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/4605304125221503796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=4605304125221503796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4605304125221503796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4605304125221503796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/11/feeling-blue.html' title='Feeling Blue'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-6589837758149593347</id><published>2009-10-31T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T13:29:21.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SuyczvAB_FI/AAAAAAAAA40/VrfUZCQriSw/s1600-h/Ds+Designs+Trick+or+Treat+2+melissa.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398862465914240082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 344px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SuyczvAB_FI/AAAAAAAAA40/VrfUZCQriSw/s400/Ds+Designs+Trick+or+Treat+2+melissa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, I thought I'd pop in to say "Happy Halloween" to everyone. Im sitting here in my red wig drink ice tea. Why do I have on a red wig? Well, I'm a red head for halloween. Im not gonna be giving out candy but I bought a bag of kitkats for myself. And I bought some Orville Redenbauchers Popcorn with Movie Theater butter so me and my brother are gonna watch Horror movies tonight. And I think im gonna play Michael Jacksons "Thriller" and call my cellphone so I can hear my Michael Myers "Halloween Theme" ring tone. I haven't gotten to hear it much this month cuz I rarely get calls on my cell. So..yeah nothing to exciting going on this way but I just wanted to do something to celebrate with myself. Since theres nothing else I can do. I'd love to go to the movies, but I dont think I'll be able to go back again until my birthday which is the 25th of next month. One day I'd like to go to a Halloween party or a Haunted House.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-6589837758149593347?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/6589837758149593347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=6589837758149593347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6589837758149593347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6589837758149593347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SuyczvAB_FI/AAAAAAAAA40/VrfUZCQriSw/s72-c/Ds+Designs+Trick+or+Treat+2+melissa.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-424191970715695272</id><published>2009-08-21T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T13:00:54.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridays Shoot-Out: Strange and Amusing Signs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/So769eugX0I/AAAAAAAAA4c/a6xPOYA75mw/s1600-h/signi.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/So76UO4_nfI/AAAAAAAAA4U/3jfHhyfI5Cc/s1600-h/signi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372506631001054706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/So76UO4_nfI/AAAAAAAAA4U/3jfHhyfI5Cc/s400/signi.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/So75YSSptRI/AAAAAAAAA4M/Xc8PXkc-fGA/s1600-h/signs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372505601121826066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/So75YSSptRI/AAAAAAAAA4M/Xc8PXkc-fGA/s400/signs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well its been a long hard week, and Im exhausted so I dont have many pics this time..sigh..Im glad the weekend is finally here. My feet hurt so bad!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-424191970715695272?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/424191970715695272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=424191970715695272' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/424191970715695272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/424191970715695272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/08/fridays-shoot-out-strange-and-amusing.html' title='Fridays Shoot-Out: Strange and Amusing Signs'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/So76UO4_nfI/AAAAAAAAA4U/3jfHhyfI5Cc/s72-c/signi.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-502025334742386674</id><published>2009-08-19T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T18:48:45.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd day down hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;This has been a tiring week already. We have one person at work that just comes when she feels like it. And I just dont understand why nothing is been done about it. Everytime she stays out thats more work on me. My hands hurt and my feet hot and by the time I get home, Im hot, sticky, worn out and in a bad mood. I woke up this morning with a headache from a allergy hangover. So I already wasnt feeling good and then I have to deal with the fact that the same person is out for the 3rd time this week..just great! Yesterday I went to the library after work to take some books back. I ended up checking out four more. "Crank", "Burned", "Glass" and "Identical, all by: Ellen Hopkins. I love her style of writing. Right now Im reading "Crank". I got a movie from netflix today called "Blindness", I hope its a good one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-502025334742386674?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/502025334742386674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=502025334742386674' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/502025334742386674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/502025334742386674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/08/3rd-day-down-hill.html' title='3rd day down hill'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-1091207212841405762</id><published>2009-08-14T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T19:42:06.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Shoot-Out: Relaxation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SoYfLwT9NqI/AAAAAAAAA3U/tHpajlN2C1o/s1600-h/cdplayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370013892493522594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SoYfLwT9NqI/AAAAAAAAA3U/tHpajlN2C1o/s400/cdplayer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt; One way that I love to relax is to listen to music. I dont know what id do without my cd player. I take it everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SoYe5R3YapI/AAAAAAAAA3M/S2jb5zY3A-0/s1600-h/pillows.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370013575082961554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SoYe5R3YapI/AAAAAAAAA3M/S2jb5zY3A-0/s400/pillows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt; Another great way I love to relax is to sleep. What better way to sleep than against some comfy pillows. Gotta love that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SoYemvXfZcI/AAAAAAAAA3E/voujUdPCn3k/s1600-h/books.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370013256584750530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SoYemvXfZcI/AAAAAAAAA3E/voujUdPCn3k/s400/books.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And reading has always been one of my favorite ways to relax. One of my favorite places to go this summer has been the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SoYeYMWHyXI/AAAAAAAAA28/raOJAG_uHK0/s1600-h/bath.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370013006665599346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SoYeYMWHyXI/AAAAAAAAA28/raOJAG_uHK0/s400/bath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt; And last but certainly not least..the best way to relax after a long hard day of working in the heat. Coming home and soaking in a tub full of refreshing water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-1091207212841405762?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/1091207212841405762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=1091207212841405762' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/1091207212841405762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/1091207212841405762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/08/fridays-shoot-out-relaxation.html' title='Friday&apos;s Shoot-Out: Relaxation'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SoYfLwT9NqI/AAAAAAAAA3U/tHpajlN2C1o/s72-c/cdplayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-6999335455985594947</id><published>2009-08-07T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T04:34:47.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridays Shoot-Out: Power</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SnwQUugnoSI/AAAAAAAAA20/FVksOCwfkvk/s1600-h/012_10A.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367182804187062562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SnwQUugnoSI/AAAAAAAAA20/FVksOCwfkvk/s400/012_10A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt; A beautiful sunset can be  very powerful I think. It can bring back memories..or be the began of something memorable, it can inspire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SnwQIgeTDLI/AAAAAAAAA2s/LYwf45JxpNA/s1600-h/source.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367182594260798642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SnwQIgeTDLI/AAAAAAAAA2s/LYwf45JxpNA/s400/source.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt; I think that looks powerful, dont you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SnwP-tooyKI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Aj_aL0gCdVo/s1600-h/lighting.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367182425995135138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SnwP-tooyKI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Aj_aL0gCdVo/s400/lighting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what can be more powerful than lightening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SnwP1kjTMCI/AAAAAAAAA2c/q_mjdsN-Z2o/s1600-h/ga+power.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367182268938006562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SnwP1kjTMCI/AAAAAAAAA2c/q_mjdsN-Z2o/s400/ga+power.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This here is where we get our power from...I think...they sure charge us, I know that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-6999335455985594947?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/6999335455985594947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=6999335455985594947' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6999335455985594947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6999335455985594947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/08/fridays-shoot-out-power.html' title='Fridays Shoot-Out: Power'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SnwQUugnoSI/AAAAAAAAA20/FVksOCwfkvk/s72-c/012_10A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-9081758308047310361</id><published>2009-08-06T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T19:59:42.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the start</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/MelissaLuckyInLoveJenny.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 462px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/MelissaLuckyInLoveJenny.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yeah so today was the first day the kids came back to school..so it starts all over again. I cut my finger...ouch. Been listening to this audio book...and reading this really cool book..I accidently took a nap but it was good. Washed dishes early..been enjoying my bubble baths and drinking too many cokes. so...maybe some poetry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;what would I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;who would I be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;without the starless sky to shine apon me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;darker than the night, the slumber slept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;as the moon sang softly and the clouds wept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;behind me lay a smile that fell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;so saddened at the fairwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;for what shall I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;who shall I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;seek to follow me to my protective bubble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;that surrounds me in my time of trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;e careful that you do not bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;no heartless, cruel nor hateful thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;then you should be invited no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;beyond the safety of my door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;so could I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;would I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;should I be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;the sunlight in somebodys life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;someones loving, caring wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;the steps that leads to somebodys heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;the inspiration of ones beautiful art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;so I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I must believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;these stars that shine, they do yet breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;the air that brushes apon my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;the darkness, the light does erase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I shall fastened to what runs deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;holds true and firm, still so steep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;for I would be nothing without his love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;that shines down on me from the reflection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;of the stars and the moon and the sun above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;that he flung so beautifully in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;for you and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-9081758308047310361?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/9081758308047310361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=9081758308047310361' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/9081758308047310361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/9081758308047310361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-start.html' title='Back to the start'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-6598382192065954591</id><published>2009-08-05T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T14:47:12.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/DsDesignsInmyRoommelissa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 475px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 487px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/DsDesignsInmyRoommelissa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well, Monday was my first day back to work. Had to go in and set everything back up. But only one other person besides me showed up. The boss lady said she couldn't get in touch with the other two. I dont even know what to say about that but somehow it was better with those two not there cuz they are the ones who keep up the drama and slow around and pretend to be working, so I guess it was a good thing. While I was over that way I made a trip to the atm machine, got some money orders and went back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yesterday I made a trip to the library. Anyway, I got two books and and audio book. "Impulse", By: Ellen Hopkins, which I am really enjoying, Nightmares and Dreamscapes", By: Stephen King, and "Haunted", By: PC Cast &amp;amp; Kristin Cast. The ones Im currently reading are on my side bar if you wanna take a look and the last one I finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I dont have any plans today..just try to enjoy the day as much as possible I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8246772999566395328-6598382192065954591?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/6598382192065954591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=6598382192065954591' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6598382192065954591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6598382192065954591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/08/starting-over.html' title='Starting Over'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-3867485500529386183</id><published>2009-08-02T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T07:52:59.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Danger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/DsDesignsSaddleUpmelissa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 499px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 538px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/DsDesignsSaddleUpmelissa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its dangerous to get to close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;back away please I warned you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just one dose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is never enough, its true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;back against the wall, trouble closing in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no emergency break to stop the speed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to helpless to defend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unless you stop, do not proceed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I beg you, its not safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Move away, before its too late&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-3867485500529386183?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/3867485500529386183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=3867485500529386183' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3867485500529386183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3867485500529386183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/08/danger.html' title='Danger'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-6851529125204827785</id><published>2009-07-31T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:15:54.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firdays Shoot-Out: Outdoor Foods</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I love food..maybe a bit too much. And when I think of out door foods, I always think of a cook out. And you can have a cook out with out a good burger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SnNQCPhGJSI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Ys22wbx0bFI/s1600-h/picnic.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364719580583699746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SnNQCPhGJSI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Ys22wbx0bFI/s400/picnic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt; And I love me some bbq ribs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SnNP57O1RhI/AAAAAAAAA1k/x3gK2vqdG-s/s1600-h/ribs.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364719437699434002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SnNP57O1RhI/AAAAAAAAA1k/x3gK2vqdG-s/s400/ribs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you gotta have some hot dogs..I know a hot dog was in the first picture but at that time the burger was having its time in the spot light..lol..ok. I thought this weeks assignment was cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SnNPsPTuzpI/AAAAAAAAA1c/vJHAblNB8DA/s1600-h/hotdog.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364719202570522258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SnNPsPTuzpI/AAAAAAAAA1c/vJHAblNB8DA/s400/hotdog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8246772999566395328-6851529125204827785?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/6851529125204827785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=6851529125204827785' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6851529125204827785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6851529125204827785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/07/firdays-shoot-out-outdoor-foods.html' title='Firdays Shoot-Out: Outdoor Foods'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SnNQCPhGJSI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Ys22wbx0bFI/s72-c/picnic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-7862307065148970351</id><published>2009-07-27T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:34:25.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/AllHisRiches__Melissa_TCD-vi.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 444px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 389px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/AllHisRiches__Melissa_TCD-vi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Well, I've been crying on and off today so..this poem is dedicated to those tears I cries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I got issues&lt;br /&gt;bring out the tissues&lt;br /&gt;here comes the tears&lt;br /&gt;pour out my fears&lt;br /&gt;drain from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;like water from the skies&lt;br /&gt;feel all my pain&lt;br /&gt;drip drop like rain&lt;br /&gt;apon my cheek&lt;br /&gt;my heart it weeps&lt;br /&gt;from all the strain&lt;br /&gt;feeling insane&lt;br /&gt;conscious of it all&lt;br /&gt;bracing myself for the fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-7862307065148970351?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/7862307065148970351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=7862307065148970351' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/7862307065148970351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/7862307065148970351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/07/tears.html' title='Tears'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-2701550632998118014</id><published>2009-07-25T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:50:44.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im sitting here feeling pretty worthless right now. Im trying to figure out how the supposedly simple things in my life always blow up into big issues. My brother called me from work, asked me to ask our dad if he could pick him up something from chic-fila for dinner because by the time he got off work the place would be closed. Well being the kind of person he is he didn't want to do it so he tells me he wants me to go in and get it. I told him no Im not going, my brother asked him to go. So my mom volunteers to go. She goes to get the food and on her way out she trips and falls, scraps her knee and her chin. Do you know that man comes home and blames me. Says its my fault that happened to her. Now how is that my fault? I'm really tired of everybody blaming everything on me. So my mom tells her mom (we call her granny) what happened. Then granny tells her that she needs to go to the emergency room. So..thats where she is right now. This right here, is why I never write in my journal anymore. I never have anything good to write about anymore. Seems like things are always happening to try to bring me down, and you know what..its working. I really am wondering why I even bother. So close to giving up. I dont know why Im even here. Would anybody care if tomorrow I just disappeared? And I know people are probably thinking, its nothing to get this worked up about but this is just one more thing on top of everything thats been going on the last two months and I really dont think I can take anymore. Im beginning to not want to even get up anymore. Whats the point? Im just about ready to give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-2701550632998118014?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/2701550632998118014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=2701550632998118014' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2701550632998118014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2701550632998118014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/07/giving-up.html' title='Giving up'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-7573779684151051248</id><published>2009-07-24T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T11:25:51.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Shoot-Out: Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Smn8cQZb_jI/AAAAAAAAA1U/TRnZc_Oo1Tw/s1600-h/mirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362094393729482290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Smn8cQZb_jI/AAAAAAAAA1U/TRnZc_Oo1Tw/s400/mirror.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Smn8RyXMkVI/AAAAAAAAA1M/kfdH-LuKOQE/s1600-h/water.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362094213868327250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Smn8RyXMkVI/AAAAAAAAA1M/kfdH-LuKOQE/s400/water.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Smn73q3esJI/AAAAAAAAA1E/jlxhmD3c_dg/s1600-h/mirror2.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362093765179650194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Smn73q3esJI/AAAAAAAAA1E/jlxhmD3c_dg/s400/mirror2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to see&lt;br /&gt;My own reflection starring back at me&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to look, just want to hide&lt;br /&gt;and get away from the pain inside&lt;br /&gt;I dont need to see, I dont wanna know&lt;br /&gt;Just need to get out, I just want to go&lt;br /&gt;Away from my reflection, away from these eyes&lt;br /&gt;Away from the torn soul, drowned by your many lies&lt;br /&gt;Cant trust these eyes, cant trust this face&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I could be some other place&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get away from the glare&lt;br /&gt;away from the constant stare&lt;br /&gt;So I cant look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;Because I dont want to see&lt;br /&gt;My own reflection&lt;br /&gt;Starring back at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Smn7k63FgzI/AAAAAAAAA08/fcgf90yS13o/s1600-h/puddle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362093443055452978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 391px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Smn7k63FgzI/AAAAAAAAA08/fcgf90yS13o/s400/puddle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-7573779684151051248?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/7573779684151051248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=7573779684151051248' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/7573779684151051248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/7573779684151051248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/07/fridays-shoot-out-reflections.html' title='Friday&apos;s Shoot-Out: Reflections'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Smn8cQZb_jI/AAAAAAAAA1U/TRnZc_Oo1Tw/s72-c/mirror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-1372679996194346945</id><published>2009-07-23T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:25:34.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairy Tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to dream about the house with the white picket fence&lt;br /&gt;That I'll share with my prince&lt;br /&gt;who rode in on that white horse and saved me&lt;br /&gt;isnt that how fairy tales say its suppose to be&lt;br /&gt;but I stopped dreaming of that long ago&lt;br /&gt;the more you live, the more you know&lt;br /&gt;The things you thought you wanted, you dont anymore&lt;br /&gt;dreams were broken, you closed the door&lt;br /&gt;No more making wishes, they dont come true&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, they never do&lt;br /&gt;Not for me anyway&lt;br /&gt;sad to say&lt;br /&gt;But along those broken wishes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;I still hope and pray no matter how hopeless it seems&lt;br /&gt;Even tho there are no fairy tales, I still hope that there will be&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in life, a happily ever after for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-1372679996194346945?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/1372679996194346945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=1372679996194346945' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/1372679996194346945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/1372679996194346945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/07/fairy-tale.html' title='Fairy Tale'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-4822945181688680963</id><published>2009-07-22T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T16:15:09.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 416px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Why cant I be normal, why must it be so hard for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;why must I suffer and feel the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Why cant I just be happy, why cant I be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Why must my nightmares always seem so real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Why do I feel like Im going insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-4822945181688680963?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/4822945181688680963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=4822945181688680963' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4822945181688680963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4822945181688680963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/07/why.html' title='Why'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-6141519100622271198</id><published>2009-07-20T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:50:10.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plugging my on Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/h.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been posting alot in my most recently made blog. Noone seems to be reading..so Im not sure if people even know about it so I thought that maybe I'd put it out there. If you like to know about new tv shows, books and movies you should definately check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://letustalkabouttv.blogspot.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-6141519100622271198?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/6141519100622271198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=6141519100622271198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6141519100622271198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6141519100622271198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/07/plugging-my-on-blog.html' title='Plugging my on Blog'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-335020359040146099</id><published>2009-07-18T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T13:30:55.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/DsDesignsSweetSpringmelissa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 443px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 443px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/DsDesignsSweetSpringmelissa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want to lay in the the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let the cool waves wash over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;allowing me to forget everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;except what feels good, and right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just want to listen to the breeze &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and feel it on my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;allowing me to remember that its still worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to keep going, to hang on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;begging me to see that its ok, to keep waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because one day I'll finally see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what all the waiting was for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and hopefully I will be able to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was worth it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/8246772999566395328-335020359040146099?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/335020359040146099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=335020359040146099' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/335020359040146099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/335020359040146099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/07/worth-it.html' title='Worth It'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-615383064537204564</id><published>2009-07-16T22:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:55:56.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridays Shoot-Out: Yard Objects</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I liked this assigment alot because I always love to see yard objects, decorations or oranments on people lawns or in their yard. I wish I could have stuff  like this in our yard but I wouldn't dare leave anything worth taking in my yard because someone would only steal it. So..I have to live vicariously thru other peoples decorations. This is only regular stuff, people go all out for the holidays. Sometimes the amount of stuff you see in peoples yards, seems like they are competing with the folks next door. Anyway...here ya go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SmARUYkvT-I/AAAAAAAAAzU/fn2yNMzt8oA/s1600-h/lawn6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359302598462492642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SmARUYkvT-I/AAAAAAAAAzU/fn2yNMzt8oA/s400/lawn6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SmARIJv9lDI/AAAAAAAAAzM/9sMt8Tyw_i8/s1600-h/lawn5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359302388324602930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SmARIJv9lDI/AAAAAAAAAzM/9sMt8Tyw_i8/s400/lawn5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SmAQ9JJ8_dI/AAAAAAAAAzE/JaJ985j14gg/s1600-h/lawn4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359302199186619858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SmAQ9JJ8_dI/AAAAAAAAAzE/JaJ985j14gg/s400/lawn4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SmAQ0pTVlvI/AAAAAAAAAy8/FvUiDr1EV6M/s1600-h/lawn3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359302053197092594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SmAQ0pTVlvI/AAAAAAAAAy8/FvUiDr1EV6M/s400/lawn3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SmAQrZ-NLnI/AAAAAAAAAy0/JZrdBnDjqVU/s1600-h/lawn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359301894463106674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SmAQrZ-NLnI/AAAAAAAAAy0/JZrdBnDjqVU/s400/lawn2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SmAQhRAGQqI/AAAAAAAAAys/Vmsob7LZ8v8/s1600-h/lawn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359301720256430754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SmAQhRAGQqI/AAAAAAAAAys/Vmsob7LZ8v8/s400/lawn1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-615383064537204564?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/615383064537204564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=615383064537204564' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/615383064537204564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/615383064537204564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/07/fridays-shoot-out-yard-objects.html' title='Fridays Shoot-Out: Yard Objects'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SmARUYkvT-I/AAAAAAAAAzU/fn2yNMzt8oA/s72-c/lawn6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-6147797075946721014</id><published>2009-07-11T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T01:17:22.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridays Shoot-Out: Textures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im a little late cuz I got stuck playing this game but..yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SlhJoNdi2yI/AAAAAAAAAws/Wa-xdDTTMAI/s1600-h/cloth.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357112711914380066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SlhJoNdi2yI/AAAAAAAAAws/Wa-xdDTTMAI/s400/cloth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wrap me inside your cloth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bind my body with silk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just let the texture spread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and blend with my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;soft, smooth and sexy like satin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Like tying a bow around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and presenting yourself as a gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SlhI7elFexI/AAAAAAAAAwk/0MpycQf0R_k/s1600-h/silk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357111943415298834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SlhI7elFexI/AAAAAAAAAwk/0MpycQf0R_k/s400/silk.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/8246772999566395328-6147797075946721014?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/6147797075946721014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=6147797075946721014' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6147797075946721014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6147797075946721014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/07/fridays-shoot-out-textures.html' title='Fridays Shoot-Out: Textures'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SlhJoNdi2yI/AAAAAAAAAws/Wa-xdDTTMAI/s72-c/cloth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-8775563915997227313</id><published>2009-07-08T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:17:40.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/f.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It hurts deep inside to have this weak skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that breaks at the slightest touch within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;any kind of push or struggle tears away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at the core and makes it hard to make it thru the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wondering when you'll ever be normal inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not constantly wanting to hide from the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like a scared little girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hiding under the bed from a monsterous demon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that leaves you panting and screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on the edge of anxiety, deep in fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;making it difficult to sleep thru the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but it hurts and it burns and its draining me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why, does it have to be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-8775563915997227313?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/8775563915997227313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=8775563915997227313' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8775563915997227313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8775563915997227313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/07/hurts.html' title='Hurts'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-6871396322497558648</id><published>2009-07-04T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:38:44.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Late than never right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/4thJuly.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 468px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/4thJuly.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well I know Im late but thought I'd drop in to say I hope everyone had a happy 4th of July. I didn't do much today. Played a game, watched a movie, read a book..thats about it, lol. I watched the movie "Pulse", its the third time ive seen it but I hadnt watched it in awhile. Since I didn't get a movie from netflix because of the holiday, I watched that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-6871396322497558648?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/6871396322497558648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=6871396322497558648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6871396322497558648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6871396322497558648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/07/better-late-than-never-right.html' title='Better Late than never right?'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-1002905315549715712</id><published>2009-07-03T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T12:43:11.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Shoot Out-Celebrate Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5av1qmy8I/AAAAAAAAAwE/aprYrAAv9ws/s1600-h/cblossoms.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354316784896232386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5av1qmy8I/AAAAAAAAAwE/aprYrAAv9ws/s400/cblossoms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Well, here in Macon, GA we celebrate the Cherry Blossoms. Aren't they pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5aXSHJx0I/AAAAAAAAAv8/zoa0RIsD5YM/s1600-h/celebrate.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354316363035428674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5aXSHJx0I/AAAAAAAAAv8/zoa0RIsD5YM/s400/celebrate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; They have a all week thing down town, celebrating, doing different things, like games, concerts, food, drinks, they even give out icecream, but I never get the chance to go get any cuz Im always at work at the time and they stop giving away icecream at 12 I think..or is it 1, heck I dont know but I never get any. At the end of the week they have a street party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5aGKni4jI/AAAAAAAAAv0/QBUjCzyEEVs/s1600-h/fair.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354316068966031922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5aGKni4jI/AAAAAAAAAv0/QBUjCzyEEVs/s400/fair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; We also celebrate the Georgia State Fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5ZL54OSYI/AAAAAAAAAvs/Yrwf6sNnwxE/s1600-h/gfair.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354315068040169858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5ZL54OSYI/AAAAAAAAAvs/Yrwf6sNnwxE/s400/gfair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; With all the wind from the rides its always so much colder at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5Y1dYoEqI/AAAAAAAAAvk/zQxu2ada8_M/s1600-h/firew.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354314682434327202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5Y1dYoEqI/AAAAAAAAAvk/zQxu2ada8_M/s400/firew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day of the street party they have fire works at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5YfHvhw8I/AAAAAAAAAvc/kjQXClNq7VE/s1600-h/fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354314298667680706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5YfHvhw8I/AAAAAAAAAvc/kjQXClNq7VE/s400/fireworks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Tomorrow being the 4th of July Im sure there will be lots of fireworks. I sometimes like to watch them at home, I can see them from my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5Xdb6WhtI/AAAAAAAAAvU/HymHMiU0MVE/s1600-h/gyu.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354313170210424530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5Xdb6WhtI/AAAAAAAAAvU/HymHMiU0MVE/s400/gyu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people like to celebrate by wearing funny looking hats. I dont but some people do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5W4atcbWI/AAAAAAAAAvM/MH9KlMsMVTU/s1600-h/loons.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354312534232690018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5W4atcbWI/AAAAAAAAAvM/MH9KlMsMVTU/s400/loons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whats a celebration without a few balloons.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5WNk39qYI/AAAAAAAAAvE/KsOASnj9HYs/s1600-h/icecream.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354311798226790786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5WNk39qYI/AAAAAAAAAvE/KsOASnj9HYs/s400/icecream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; And ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5Utfvup2I/AAAAAAAAAu0/TJWQgeCf3cI/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354310147582633826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5Utfvup2I/AAAAAAAAAu0/TJWQgeCf3cI/s400/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cake too! Im not sure how I'll be celebrating tomorrow of if I even will. Not sure what celebrating means to me anymore really...but these are some of the things I feel celebrating must be like. I hope everyone has a great 4th of July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-1002905315549715712?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/1002905315549715712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=1002905315549715712' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/1002905315549715712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/1002905315549715712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/07/firdays-shoot-out-celebrate-life.html' title='Friday&apos;s Shoot Out-Celebrate Life'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sk5av1qmy8I/AAAAAAAAAwE/aprYrAAv9ws/s72-c/cblossoms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-4892346910440446162</id><published>2009-07-02T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:55:21.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Needed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/BUTTERFLYFAIRY-vi.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/BUTTERFLYFAIRY-vi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So..as you know or may not know, I dont really have any friends here and noone to really talk to. If theres anyone out there who wouldn't mind chatting with me thru emails sometimes let me know. My email address is: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Z7Snowflake@aol.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Z7Snowflake@aol.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; I need someone to talk to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-4892346910440446162?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/4892346910440446162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=4892346910440446162' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4892346910440446162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4892346910440446162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/07/needed.html' title='Needed'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-8586321707009689193</id><published>2009-06-30T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T11:32:00.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tink Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/PINKTINK-vi.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/PINKTINK-vi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lastnight I finished reading "You've been warned", By: James Patterson. It is a really good book, very hard to put down. I got up early this morning because I had to go to the store. I didn't want to be out walking when it got too hot and I know it gets hot really early and the later it gets the hotter it is. So I went out and got my money orders, stamps, some snacks, cashed my check, hit the atm machine, got a coke and came back home. Got my bills out to be mailed, tithes put away, and insurance money..ugh..paid my mom what I owed her. I think thats everything for now. Snowflake was getting on my nerves this morning, she kept waking me up. After chasing her thru the kitchen I went in my room and closed the door to lock her out. When I got up at 9, and opened my door she was sitting outside the door waiting for me. I just dont understand that cat. Anyway, thought I'd drop in, type something. I think im gonna go read some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-8586321707009689193?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/8586321707009689193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=8586321707009689193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8586321707009689193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8586321707009689193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/06/tink-tuesday.html' title='Tink Tuesday'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-5227663789909071403</id><published>2009-06-26T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:12:20.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Shoot-Out: Colors of the Rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SkT_MPgVFdI/AAAAAAAAAuU/-c38ZqmdIck/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351682843008636370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SkT_MPgVFdI/AAAAAAAAAuU/-c38ZqmdIck/s400/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Ok, now I want some cake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SkT_COvjVjI/AAAAAAAAAuM/o71yjS6vyRs/s1600-h/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351682671005357618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SkT_COvjVjI/AAAAAAAAAuM/o71yjS6vyRs/s400/house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; I cant help but smile everytime I look at this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SkT-0nIqcaI/AAAAAAAAAuE/RHh92sC9Yjo/s1600-h/jar.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351682437034963362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SkT-0nIqcaI/AAAAAAAAAuE/RHh92sC9Yjo/s400/jar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Beautiful and colorful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SkT-TJlcB4I/AAAAAAAAAt8/z4ObERm0f5g/s1600-h/rainb.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351681862166906754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SkT-TJlcB4I/AAAAAAAAAt8/z4ObERm0f5g/s400/rainb.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Gotta love rainbows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SkT9beneQiI/AAAAAAAAAt0/w6J2EtgYO-g/s1600-h/rainbow1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351680905739911714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SkT9beneQiI/AAAAAAAAAt0/w6J2EtgYO-g/s400/rainbow1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I love stuffed animals and having shoes of every color would come in handy dont you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SkT8yYaddaI/AAAAAAAAAts/68ylDYb2UF4/s1600-h/rebok.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351680199700084130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SkT8yYaddaI/AAAAAAAAAts/68ylDYb2UF4/s400/rebok.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colors of the rainbow, orange, pink, red, blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Match the feelings that ring so true&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Containing the things we hold inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The colors shine thru so we cant hide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at the beauty thats so plain to see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;All colors are beautiful to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SkT7hI013wI/AAAAAAAAAtk/OXQPyYShKiE/s1600-h/shades.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351678803946364674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SkT7hI013wI/AAAAAAAAAtk/OXQPyYShKiE/s400/shades.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Would have to have shades to match the shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SkT7Tsiv-fI/AAAAAAAAAtc/JR8dkfI3qSY/s1600-h/wig.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351678573015988722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SkT7Tsiv-fI/AAAAAAAAAtc/JR8dkfI3qSY/s400/wig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would be cool for halloween right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-5227663789909071403?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/5227663789909071403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=5227663789909071403' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5227663789909071403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5227663789909071403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/06/fridays-shoot-out-colors-of-rainbow.html' title='Friday&apos;s Shoot-Out: Colors of the Rainbow'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SkT_MPgVFdI/AAAAAAAAAuU/-c38ZqmdIck/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-3817850831166387304</id><published>2009-06-25T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T05:40:45.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stopping in...waving hello!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Has anyone noticed I changed my background? Its pretty obvious. Just thought I'd asked. I also changed my books on the corner after I dont know how long. Monday I went to the library to take back those books from 2 weeks ago and I got two more. "You've been warned", By: James Patterson and "Odd Thomas" by: Dean Koontz. Im enjoying both of them. Those are the good things. Right now, Im pmsing, and I've been moody all week..not constantly but you know...mood swinging and all that jazz, lol. See how I just went from so so to silly..ok, I think you get it now, anyway..just thought I'd drop in..say hello to anyone who might happen to stop by my little space here. And if you should happen to pop in for whatever reason, you should stop in more often, you never know, you might like it. While your at it wave, or say hello...you might like that too. I know I would. But I'm pushing the time. I might be back later today...dont know, but I definately will be back tomorrow tho, to do that shoot out thingy. Have a nice day everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-3817850831166387304?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/3817850831166387304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=3817850831166387304' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3817850831166387304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3817850831166387304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/06/stopping-inwaving-hello.html' title='Stopping in...waving hello!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-8408273727446339319</id><published>2009-06-21T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:33:16.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/FAIRYBUBBLES-vi.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 357px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/FAIRYBUBBLES-vi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;why cant I feel you here when I need you the most&lt;br /&gt;feeling like Im loosing it and I need a friend&lt;br /&gt;someone to talk to but noones around&lt;br /&gt;trying hard to smile but all I can manage is a smile&lt;br /&gt;not sure what to do or what to say&lt;br /&gt;not sure if it would matter either way&lt;br /&gt;all I know is that I want things to be better&lt;br /&gt;I would like to be done with this stormy weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-8408273727446339319?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/8408273727446339319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=8408273727446339319' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8408273727446339319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8408273727446339319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/06/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-3461488619036508173</id><published>2009-06-19T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:07:49.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Shoot-Out: Metal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/black-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 413px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/black-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;My first time at doing a Fridays Shoot-Out. I know mine is different than most entries but Im really into my writing at the moment so I just cant help myself. So, I have two different takes on the word "Metal". The first, a poem of a weird obsession with the love of metal. And 2nd is a short shory of someones hate for metal because of tragic events as a child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SjvCi7XplJI/AAAAAAAAAtE/xaZ3HQIuTUM/s1600-h/metal.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349082887740822674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SjvCi7XplJI/AAAAAAAAAtE/xaZ3HQIuTUM/s400/metal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/black-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Metal in my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The metal in my hand feels so good, cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Like the ice in my mouth, very bold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;So much heavier, smooth to touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Didn't realize I'd love it so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;This obsession with metal things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;No need for gold or diamond rings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I love how it shines, yes its true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I dont know what I should do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Except to seek out the object of my obsession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Until it becomes my posession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I really dont care that noone understands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;My love for the metal in my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SjvBY3C-DrI/AAAAAAAAAs8/_565c0MphFQ/s1600-h/metal+bars.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349081615270022834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SjvBY3C-DrI/AAAAAAAAAs8/_565c0MphFQ/s400/metal+bars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; Metal Bars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When walking down the street one night, I froze dead in my tracks. Why was this happening to me. Why couldn't I ever escape this nightmare. There across the road were metal bars. Trying hard to control my breathing, I clutched at my throat. I couldn't have a panic attack here, not now. Gathering all the strength I could find I took off down the street, not sure what direction I was going because I could barely see. My eyes, blurred with the tears filling up and running over. I ran until my legs burned. Legs shaking, feeling as if they were going to crumble beneath me, I ran in to a brick wall. Looking up, I realized I had run into a apartment complex. My back against the brick wall, my body slid down slowly until I sat down hard on the ground. Eyes still glazed over, my mind flashes back to those years long ago as a child. My mother and father had divorced, and we were living with her new friend. When she was away at work, he'd lock me up in a room down stairs with metal bars. Trapped there all day until my mother was on her way home. He'd always ask her to call to let him know when she was on her way home. I knew he did this so he would have time to let me out. I tryed to tell her one night when he was asleep. My mom and I were cuddled on the sofa watching a movie. She didn't believe me. She yelled at me and made me go to bed early. What was worse was that she told him what I had said and he punished me for it. He had slapped me hard across the face and punched me in the stomach. I didn't get my food bowl that day, nor my water dish. Blinking my eyes and shaking my head, I force the memories from my thoughts. Most days its as if it never happened. I can almost forget that those horrible days even existed. Until Im rudely awakened by the site of metal bars and Im taken back to those achingly sick memories that I now realize will forever haunt me. I grab my purse that had slipped from my hand and dig inside until I feel my cell phone. Flipping it open, I dial my best friends number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maria, I need you to come get me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, where are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pine Ridge Aparments".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How'd you get over there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll explain later, just please come get me before I freak out anymore than I already have."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, Im on my way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maria, one more thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, what is it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you best to avoid going down Clinton Road."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, but whats on Clinton Road?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Metal bars."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SjvA2f4YSEI/AAAAAAAAAs0/I8wUrYJPb_w/s1600-h/metalbars2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349081024936036418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SjvA2f4YSEI/AAAAAAAAAs0/I8wUrYJPb_w/s400/metalbars2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; If you enjoyed this short story check out my "Twisted Stories" journal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twisted-short-stories.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;http://twisted-short-stories.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-3461488619036508173?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/3461488619036508173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=3461488619036508173' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3461488619036508173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3461488619036508173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/06/fridays-shoot-out-metal.html' title='Friday&apos;s Shoot-Out: Metal'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SjvCi7XplJI/AAAAAAAAAtE/xaZ3HQIuTUM/s72-c/metal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-2394879290455835201</id><published>2009-06-12T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:24:57.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im back! How long has it been? Hopefully not too long. Im finally coming out of my medicine haze. I had to take some medicine lastnight because my allergies started to act up. I went to bed earlier than usual for me. Apparently the meds hadn't worn off yet when I got up today. Thankfully I haven't been having much trouble with my allergies. I've been praying that for my allergies to go away. Its been helping and I rarely have to take any medicine anymore. I've been praying about my frequent bathroom visits too. Im gonna start drinking more water and go when I have to instead of holding it. Thats only making things worse. Oops, brb, bathroom. Ok, Im back. I was talking to Paul a little earlier and he was telling me that I should tell people about my experiences with God and my blessings. And I think he's right because even tho I do have problems. Things I wish could be better, things happen that I cant really change, there are also alot of good things that happens too. I have grown so tired of always complaining and writing about the negative things. I think that is the main reason why I fell out of love with blogging. Altho I do think I need to write about the negative because its like the best way for me to release the stress and tension, to get it all out. Writing has always been my way of release every since I knew how to write. If I wasnt writing I was drawing..or reading. Those are things that have always been apart of me. And I dont want to loose any of that. So Im going to try to focus on writing about the blessings in my life. There will be some negative from time to time..cant get around it but. I would hope that my life has more positives than negatives. But well see. Anyway, yesterday I went to the movies with my mom. We went to see "Drag me to Hell". It was a good movie. Before we went to the movies we went to the $1 store. I love that store. They had two of my favorite candies that I rarely see anywhere anymore. The fruit flavored tootsie rolls, and sixlets. I wasn't plan on spending as much as I did but its so easy to stack up alot of stuff in there. I dont think I would have picked up as much if I didnt have to stay in there as long. I made a mistake with the times and we got there like an hour and 1/2 too early so I was trying to pass the time in there, which was easily too do but also easy to loose money too. I got some freeze pops too, and of course I had to get some stationary, tuna, chicken salad and bubble bath. They had these 1 liter bottles of bubble bath for $1. Im almost out of the last bottle I bought from there so Im glad I got it. I got two. I didn't like the bus ride back cuz it was packed and so hot. I forgot my music cd on my bed so I had nothing to listen to. When I got home my feet hurt so bad. Actually, they are still bothering me. I keep thinking I should have got that foot spray to soothe ur feet when their swollen or achy, but I put up back. I'll get some next time but I wont be going back until I get paid again. Im trying to make my money strecth until then. The last time I went to the atm machine I basically spent all the money I got out on bills so I thought I would have been broke by now. Thank God for that. Surprisingly my dad has been paying me back the money he borrowed. So thats been great. I dont mind lending him money at all as long as he pays it back. Yesterday me and my mom walked over to chic-fila. You know I got mosquito bites on the back of my feet so when I walk in my shoes they itch bad. I didnt get anything from there even tho I love their chicken nuggets..im on a budget and Im trying to be good. Ugh...I gotta pee again. Back. Im listening to the audio book "Alone". Im on the 5th disc. Wednesday me and my brother watched the movie "Autopsy". Its one of those horrorfest movies. It was interesting. Ok..I think Im all typed out for now. Not sure when I'll write again but I'll be back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-2394879290455835201?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/2394879290455835201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=2394879290455835201' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2394879290455835201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2394879290455835201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back.html' title='Im Back'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-9063695317645681922</id><published>2009-06-08T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:43:23.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;thought id pop in a try again at this thing called blogging. its so funny how it used to be something I loved to do. I mean I would think about all day at work about what I would write in it when I got home. but some how that passion i once had for blogging as dwindled. I hate it, but I have found my passion for writing stories again which I love. Anyway, I had a good weekend. I spent time with Paul, watched movies, read, played games, not much else. Today I went to the library and signed up for a library card. Haven't done that in so long. I checked out a book called "Beach Road", By: James Patterson and I got a audio book called "Alone", By: Lisa Gardener. I also went to family dollars and got some things. Flipflops, bubble bath, batteries...and a few other things. I caught the bus down there but walked back so I could get some excercize. I left early this morning and can you believe it was already hot around 10am? Crazy. I am not ready for the heat wave I just know were gonna have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-9063695317645681922?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/9063695317645681922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=9063695317645681922' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/9063695317645681922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/9063695317645681922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-421623957971342810</id><published>2009-05-24T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:56:03.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Attempt</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Heres my second attempt at trying to make a normal entry. My weekend has been pretty nice, altho I haven't been doing much. But sometimes thats excatly what you need. Some straight up rest and relaxation. I've been playing games or trying to. I wanted so bad to play "The Legend of Crystal Valley" on my emachines game console, but I got stuck on a puzzle. My brother suggested that I go online and look up the walkthru for the game. So I did that and was able to finish the puzzle. But then I got stuck again at another part. Instead of trying to tough it out and figure it out on my own, I had the bright idea to log on and look at the walk thru again. Well, apparently the game didnt like that cuz it cut off on me and wouldn't play anymore. I was so pissed cuz its such a cool game and I hardly got anywhere on it. So I started to look up other game sites to see if maybe I could download the game from somewhere else. I found one..on big fish games, but do you know that they only have it as a demo so I still wasnt able to go anywhere on it. Sucks. Usually on Big Fish they at least let you play for 60 minutes before they cut you off but not this game. Im still unhappy about it. But what can you do. I also played "Cate West:The Velvet Keys" and Hidden in Time: Mirror, mirror", both for 60 minutes. I really hated for the Cat West game to end. It was so cool. Today I also played "Adventures of Robinson Crusoe" which is really cute. I was able to finish it on Emachines. Now Im currently loading "Spirit of Wandering-The Legend" on emachines and "Redrum" on Big Fish. Hmm, whatelse have I been doing? Reading...oh, last night me and Junior watched "My Bloody Valentine 3D". It was pretty good. I just wish more of it was in your face 3D. I may have jumped about 3 times, thinking something was coming at me. I talked to Paul for awhile on Friday. Talked to him um..three times yesterday. Why isn't there anything on tv anymore? I gotta stop eating so much. Ok, I think I said enough for today. If you have time stop in and read my story journal please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-421623957971342810?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/421623957971342810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=421623957971342810' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/421623957971342810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/421623957971342810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/05/2nd-attempt.html' title='2nd Attempt'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-3089770913784049951</id><published>2009-05-23T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T18:25:39.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling weird about writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/DsDesignsIntheParkmelissa.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/DsDesignsIntheParkmelissa.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 496px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 566px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/DsDesignsIntheParkmelissa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well Im having a hard time coming up with anything to write anymore. But I want to try. it might take me some time to get back into it. It feels weird even now typing an entry. I feel sort of anxious. Its not a good feeling. A writing in here used to be one of my most favorite things to do. I went from writing in here every day, to every other day, to barely at all. I guess this is it for now. Gonna watch "Joy Ride 2".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-3089770913784049951?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/3089770913784049951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=3089770913784049951' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3089770913784049951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3089770913784049951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-weird-about-writing.html' title='Feeling weird about writing'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-4594675303959612745</id><published>2009-05-02T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:20:08.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Writers Plea</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hello everyone. Im in need of a favor. Maybe you dont want to do me a favor, lol. If you dont, its ok. But if you'd like to help, it would really make me happy. So I will say pretty please with a strawberry on top. I put strawberry cuz I dont like cherries. Anywho, on to the favor. I have seriously lost my inspiration to write. Hence, the lack of recent entries. I have nothing exciting in my life to write about, besides the fact that Im in love...but who wants to read about lovie dovie stuff? Wouldn't want to bore anyone with that..and Im so tired of writing about my job. When I leave that place I would prefer to leave that all behind anyway. But what I really miss is writing my stories. I know most of you probably havent read my story journal, and if you have maybe you didnt like it..but um..where was I going with this. Crap...let me make this short..or um shorter. If you could go to my story journal and read the last storie..you dont have to read the whole thing but at least the last two chapters..and let me know what you think should happen next. I am so stuck on where to go next..and an idea or two on where I could go with it might help. Im really itching to end this story. Its already long enough as it is...but I dont want to just throw a lame ending together just to be done with it. I really love the story and Im proud of how far I was able to go with it but Im starting to feel like ive reached the end of the rope on this one. So any ideas? Someone...it would be nice. Im very close to just not finishing the thing..which I really dont want to leave another story unfinished. Im leaving the link to my story journal at the end of this entry. I really hope someone can give me at least one of two ideas to work with. This is truely life or death for this story because I have already started a new story that I am very excited about getting into. If I dont come up with something soon..this story might not be finished at all. Im already on chapter 3 on this other story so I really want this other story to end one way or another. Please help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;http://twisted-short-stories.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-4594675303959612745?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/4594675303959612745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=4594675303959612745' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4594675303959612745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4594675303959612745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/05/writers-plea.html' title='A Writers Plea'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-1216278794859130269</id><published>2009-04-29T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:07:59.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/care.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/care.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;in the back of my mind, thoughts deep like the ocean&lt;br /&gt;I try so hard not to drown in them&lt;br /&gt;So I walk toward the puddles&lt;br /&gt;Telling myself its ok if I get splashed&lt;br /&gt;but as soon as the water hits I struggle&lt;br /&gt;determined not to be angry&lt;br /&gt;I move forward, reaching for the wall&lt;br /&gt;that keeps the water at bay&lt;br /&gt;feeling as if the dams about to burst&lt;br /&gt;I jump much to soon&lt;br /&gt;I try not to hate myself for falling&lt;br /&gt;But still mad that Im still not patient enough to wait&lt;br /&gt;behind the wall is still the wind that stirs the water&lt;br /&gt;Causing the waves that frightens me&lt;br /&gt;Down on my knees I realize much to late&lt;br /&gt;That Im still dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-1216278794859130269?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/1216278794859130269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=1216278794859130269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/1216278794859130269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/1216278794859130269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/04/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-4979244007160781138</id><published>2009-04-24T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:09:07.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So glad its the weekend. Took long enough to get here. Well...I saw this thing in a journal called "Delightfully Inappropiate" ..I wasnt tagged but wanted to do it anyway, so here goes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Things I'm Looking Forward To:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Talking to my b/f&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Summer vacation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Seeing a good movie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Starting another good book&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Sleeping in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Being lazy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. New shows starting up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Playing a new game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Things I Did Yesterday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Watched webisodes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Went to work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Wrote a long letter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Read a good book&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Tryed to play a game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Listened to music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Watched tv&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Texted my brother while I was at work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Things I Wish I Could Do:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Sleep in every single day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Find a better job..one I actually liked and one that paid well&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Not let the things ppl say and do bother me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Play an instrument&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Paint&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Have hot sexy dreams &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Travel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Run away with Paul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Shows I Watch:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. SuperNatural&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Medium&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Prison Break&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Ghost Whisperer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Fringe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. American Idol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Doll House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-4979244007160781138?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/4979244007160781138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=4979244007160781138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4979244007160781138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4979244007160781138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/04/8-things.html' title='8 things'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-5613728658272853633</id><published>2009-04-24T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T04:43:41.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working...and Coughing..and whatever else</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Well I had planned to do an entry yesterday but blogger was giving me trouble again so I just gave up. Im so glad today is friday. I really dont feel like going to work but I guess Im going anyway. Hopefully today wont be too bad. I just hate the sight of my boss cuz she has pissed me off so much this week. Im so tired and sleepy and I really need some rest. Last night it was storming...raining...thundering and lightening..ugh..I hate lightening. I can deal with all the rest, just skip the lightening part. I realized that Im not completely over my cold yet. Its been causing me to have a severe dry throat early in the morning and late at night and a very annoying dry cough during the day. Been coughing up cold this morning. Yuck. Guess I better cut this short. I have to go in 5 minutes. *Sigh* Wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-5613728658272853633?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/5613728658272853633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=5613728658272853633' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5613728658272853633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5613728658272853633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/04/workingand-coughingand-whatever-else.html' title='Working...and Coughing..and whatever else'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-329784159967876860</id><published>2009-04-22T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:29:10.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ups &amp; Downs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My day at work sucked. So much so that i dont even want to talk about it. But my day has gotten better since I got home. I got my buzz kit in the mail today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As you know Im a buzz agent..if you didnt, well now you know. The Newest campaigne is Max Factor 2000 Calorie Etreme Lash Plumper and Vivid Impact Lip color. I tryed it and I love it. The Lip color I tryed was "Ms. Right" and "Vegas, baby". My favorite is "Ms. Right". Red is my favorite color. It goes on smooth and easy and adds the right kinda kick I need to my look. And I absolutely love the 2000 Calorie lash plumper. It makes my lashes look longer, bolder and definately plump. it accents the eyes in a major way. I'd definately recommend this make up. Its one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also I got my Day 26 cd today and I love it. Their 2nd cd is even better than the first one. I also got a movie from Netflix today. Its called "Red Mist". I hope its good. I talked to my boyfriend and he helped me feel alot better. He drew me a picture and wrote the sweetest words on it. It really helped to brighten my day since I was down earlier today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-329784159967876860?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/329784159967876860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=329784159967876860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/329784159967876860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/329784159967876860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/04/ups-downs.html' title='Ups &amp; Downs'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-2037868297687063084</id><published>2009-04-22T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T04:48:10.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better late than never</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Well I wanted to post something yesterday but blogger was being me and giving me a hard time trying to sign on so I just gave up. I had my little entry ready and everything. It wasnt much but I had written something..anyway. Im not ready to go to work today. I wanted to stay in bed so bad today. I hope my cd comes in the mail today. I thought it would have gotten here by now. I ordered it last Monday. Ok, Im gonna post want I was gonna post yesterday just so I dont feel like a waste of time typing it. Hmm..I need new tags...pictures of something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Thankful no headaches, no pains, no allergies attacks...so far. Better not speak so much of it, wouldnt want to jinx myself. Today is only Tuesday yet I wish so much for friday already. All of a sudden my mouth is really dry..weird. Im at a loss for words. But I still try. Better luck tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-2037868297687063084?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/2037868297687063084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=2037868297687063084' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2037868297687063084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2037868297687063084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/04/better-late-than-never_22.html' title='Better late than never'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-6253552245329153518</id><published>2009-04-20T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:27:15.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain in my head</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/yell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/yell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well I was hoping I could get a real good entry in here today but once again, something is trying to hold me back. Ever since I got home from work I've had this horrible headache on the side of my head. Sucks. I did finish reading "Breaking Dawn" today and I stated reading "The Mile High Club". I took a nap when I came home from work, hoping it would help the pain in my head go away, but no such luck. Then I took two tylenol...still not helping...so I dont know. My "day 26" cd still hasnt come yet. Maybe tomorrow. So I guess thats it for now. Send me good vibes for my head pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/glitter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 483px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/glitter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&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/8246772999566395328-6253552245329153518?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/6253552245329153518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=6253552245329153518' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6253552245329153518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6253552245329153518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/04/pain-in-my-head.html' title='Pain in my head'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-178885758711222091</id><published>2009-04-19T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T18:17:01.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Recovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/vamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/vamp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Its been a little while since I've wrote in here. Not sure if I was missed any but I've been sick. Between allergies, that time of the month and being sick with a cold and a very soar throat, I really didnt feel like writing altho I really wanted to. Im hoping this week I will be able to write more. But for now Im gonna end here because I feel a headache coming on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/vam.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/vam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&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/8246772999566395328-178885758711222091?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/178885758711222091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=178885758711222091' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/178885758711222091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/178885758711222091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-recovery.html' title='In Recovery'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-4153095445753879063</id><published>2009-04-12T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T14:02:29.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturdays Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went shopping at the dollar store (yes again) with my mom. And then me, my mom and my brother went to see a movie. We went to see "The Last House on the left". Me and my mom liked it but my brother didnt. Then last night me and my brother watched a Horrorfest movie from netflix called "Broken". Man that movie was so slow and boring and made no sense. And on top of it I was so sleepy cuz I had feel asleep waiting for my brother to finish watching a comedy show on tv that he said was only 30 minutes but it ended up being an hour. So when he woke me up I went to watch it with him but it was hard to stay awake when nothing was happening in the movie. I even went to the kitchen to get a coke to drink hoping it would help me stay awake. It did help a little but dang, as slow and borring that movie was I needed more than a cold coke. It was so slow and boring to the point that it was funny. I busted out laughing when that had the woman in the bathtub just sitting in there starring at the wall and then she put a cloth over her face and then they did a close up of her with her sitting there with the cloth on her face, it was too funny. I wonder how they can even write a script like that. There was hardly any dialog either. The main character in the movie was the woman who plays Sara Conner on the terminator tv show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/redr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/redr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&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/8246772999566395328-4153095445753879063?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/4153095445753879063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=4153095445753879063' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4153095445753879063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4153095445753879063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturdays-events.html' title='Saturdays Events'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-8624276219648622233</id><published>2009-04-10T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:50:39.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/redgeushalovedbs-melissa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 433px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 436px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/redgeushalovedbs-melissa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im so glad today is Friday. Im so tired and sleepy. When I came home from work I slept for 3 hours. And Im still sleepy. I dont know if its from the lack of sleep or the medicine I took this morning. I made a new blog. I dont know why..just had an idea and thought Id try it out. I hope people will stop by to read. If not thats ok too. I think I'll go ahead and post some samples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;free sunglasses case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glassesreviews.com/freesample.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.glassesreviews.com/freesample.htm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Glilette bodywash/shampoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.startsampling.com/sm/100751/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100751&amp;amp;source"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.startsampling.com/sm/100751/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100751&amp;amp;source&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Axe body spray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.complimentarycrap.com/craplist/cosmetic-free-stuff/axe.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.complimentarycrap.com/craplist/cosmetic-free-stuff/axe.html&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Here is my new blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letustalkabouttv.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://letustalkabouttv.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, hopefully I'll have more to write about this weekend. If I have time. Until next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/redr.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/redr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-8624276219648622233?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/8624276219648622233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=8624276219648622233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8624276219648622233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8624276219648622233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-5495051794300289037</id><published>2009-04-06T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:19:43.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Samples and Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/redg.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/redg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/BADGIRLFRIEND-vi.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I'm adding these samples today cuz I forgot to yesterday..until I realized it was late so I put it off until today. I got a free book today and a free calendar and a bunch of magzines in the mail today. I also signed up for a new Buzz Campaigne. I took a nap earlier today but Im still tired and sleepy. Im watching "Medium" right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Free energy water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.healthandenergywater.com/index.php/win"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.healthandenergywater.com/index.php/win&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free sample of Aquafresh tooth paste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.aquafresh.com/FreeSample.promo?mn=cmVnaXN0cmF0aW9u"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;https://www.aquafresh.com/FreeSample.promo?mn=cmVnaXN0cmF0aW9u&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Free Eucerin lotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.startsampling.com/sm/walmart/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100696&amp;amp;source"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.startsampling.com/sm/walmart/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100696&amp;amp;source&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free letter opener&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mailfinity.net/letter-opener.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://mailfinity.net/letter-opener.html&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Free Kotex sample&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.startsampling.com/sm/walmart/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100679&amp;amp;source"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.startsampling.com/sm/walmart/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100679&amp;amp;source&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free headbands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vixswimwear.com/vip-signup.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.vixswimwear.com/vip-signup.asp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free axe body spray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.complimentarycrap.com/craplist/cosmetic-free-stuff/axe.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.complimentarycrap.com/craplist/cosmetic-free-stuff/axe.html&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free lip gloss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.complimentarycrap.com/craplist/cosmetic-free-stuff/perdis.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.complimentarycrap.com/craplist/cosmetic-free-stuff/perdis.html&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John deere cap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nortrax.com/reman.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.nortrax.com/reman.aspx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/BADGIRLFRIEND-vi.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/BADGIRLFRIEND-vi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-5495051794300289037?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/5495051794300289037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=5495051794300289037' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5495051794300289037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5495051794300289037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/04/samples-and-stuff.html' title='Samples and Stuff'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-8636730886210200216</id><published>2009-04-04T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T20:46:12.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra, extra..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/piu.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/piu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yesterday me and my mom went and ate breakfast at chic-fila. Then we went shopping at the dollar tree. Ok, I love the dollar tree. Really I do. I think I did good cuz I only spent $20 and some change on myself. Im waiting on my brother to get back home so we can watch this movie. He better get back soon or Im gonna kick his butt. I played this game today called "Lost Realm-Legacy of the sun princess" and Im almost finished watching tapes. I'm on page 180 of "Breaking Dawn". I guess I will work on some letters tomorrow. This is so wrong how fast this week has gone by. Now if I had been working it would have dragged on and on. Anyway, Ive enjoyed my time off. I'm glad Ive already washed all of my work clothes so I dont have that to worry about. Just plan to enjoy my last day of freedom as much as I can. Its sad how it feels like Im going back to prison or something. I need to go back to cutting back on what I eat. I know my last couple of weeks at work I had been stuffing my face like crazy cuz I was frustrated and it helps me feel better. I wish my emotions would affect my eating habits so much. But Im trying again starting Monday. Never give up right? Right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/puj.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/puj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&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/8246772999566395328-8636730886210200216?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/8636730886210200216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=8636730886210200216' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8636730886210200216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8636730886210200216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/04/extra-extra.html' title='Extra, extra..'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-3244579968714365592</id><published>2009-04-02T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:52:46.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better late than never</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/hjoi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/hjoi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained all day yesterday and its been raining all day today so far. Yesterday I got a free tote bag and health journal in the mail. Me and Junior watched the movie "Mirrors". It was really good. I was sleepy mostly all day yesterday cuz my allergies started up as soon as I woke up and I had to take medicine. Now today they are starting up again and I dont know why cuz I havent been anywhere since tuesday and its been raining all day everyday since. I just took more medicine so I will probably be sleep again soon, and I just woke up not too long ago. Every game ive downloaded lately wont work. Its getting on my last nerve. Im beginning to wonder why I even bother. Maybe its time for me to take a break from it again. Its thundering outside too. It was lightening lastnight. I hope it doesnt do that today. I did end up taking a nap today, actually I slept for a really long time and Im still freakin sleepy. Makes no sense at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/hju.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/hju.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&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/8246772999566395328-3244579968714365592?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/3244579968714365592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=3244579968714365592' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3244579968714365592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3244579968714365592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/04/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better late than never'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-51501344093213376</id><published>2009-03-31T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:06:47.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/fiop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/fiop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder, I forget and I wonder again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where it all ends and where it all begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes I think and I smile, and then I think some more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes I end up in pain on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes I dream, I toss and I turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;While the fire deep inside me burns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes I hurt, I heal and I hurt one more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Losing what I had when I lost what I find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes I make since, most of the time I dont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some of my poems make sense, this one probably wont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/cool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/cool.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/8246772999566395328-51501344093213376?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/51501344093213376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=51501344093213376' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/51501344093213376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/51501344093213376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-8499779505923184613</id><published>2009-03-31T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T18:42:01.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Haunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/purple.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/purple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I went to the movies today to see "The Haunting in Conneticut". It was really good. Im finally getting "Mirrors" from netflix tomorrow. Sure took long enough. Afterwards we went to chic-fila to get dinner. Its been raining all day long and the wind has been blowing hard. For some reason Im extremely sleepy. My batteries in my cd player died. I had a feeling that they were gonna run out on me when I needed them the most. But my brother was nice enough to let me listen to his music with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/skyblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/skyblue.jpg" border="0" /&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/8246772999566395328-8499779505923184613?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/8499779505923184613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=8499779505923184613' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8499779505923184613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8499779505923184613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/haunting.html' title='A Haunting'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-5112834262215010381</id><published>2009-03-30T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T19:47:27.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/hyt.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/hyt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I feel so different inside&lt;br /&gt;Theres noone I can tell, noone to confide&lt;br /&gt;Noone here when I need to talk or need a friend&lt;br /&gt;What happens when I hurt, will anyone be there in the end&lt;br /&gt;It hurts sometimes to feel so strange&lt;br /&gt;Possibly sick, some what deranged&lt;br /&gt;But theres nothing you can say, nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I dont know who or what is actually true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/leadvamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/leadvamp.jpg" border="0" /&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/8246772999566395328-5112834262215010381?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/5112834262215010381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=5112834262215010381' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5112834262215010381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5112834262215010381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/strange-feelings.html' title='Strange Feelings'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-5845722197495649836</id><published>2009-03-30T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:46:05.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/greyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/greyer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had planned on doing an entry yesterday but I was waiting around to go to the store..I guess I could have while I was waiting but anyway, I finally made it to the store. I got my money orders and stuff. Rode to KFC to get dinner and then back home. Then when I got home, me and junior ate dinner and watched the movie "Twilight" and the dvd extras. It was long, so it took awhile to finished. It had to have been like after 3pm when we started watching and it was about 7pm or after when we finished. So later after it was over I started playing this really cute game called "Emerald City Confidential". I really shouldnt have started playing it so late. I didn't start playing the game until 8pm. I ended up staying up playing it until 6am. Yeah. I know Im crazy, but it was so much fun and I wanted to finish it and since I didnt have to get up early to go to work today it didnt really matter. Oh, and I want to say thank you Alvia, for letting me use all of your wondeful tags. I think Im addicted to your fotki..ha ha..seriously, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8246772999566395328-5845722197495649836?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/5845722197495649836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=5845722197495649836' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5845722197495649836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5845722197495649836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/crazy-me.html' title='Crazy me'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-9130924132463051963</id><published>2009-03-28T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T20:30:25.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/green-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/green-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well its been raining all day. I had planned on going to the store because I need to get some things but Im thinking about just going tomorrow. Since its so late and it might start raining again..I dont trust walking out there with my luck, lol. I've been looking thru my pile of magazines and watching tapes. Lastnight I got sick. I think it was the pizza I ate from Domino's. I dont think I want anything else from them anymore. They must have giving us a pizza they had sitting out because they brought it way too quick. I was in so much pain. Threw up and I had to go lay down for awhile. Thankfully after laying down for awhile I felt better. Later that night me and Junior watched this movie called "The Uninvited". Its a Japanese movie..subtitled and all that jazz. It was interesting but weird and didnt make sense. Seems to be the theme I get with most movies lately. I dont know what to do. So I dont know what Im gonna be doing for the rest of the day. Maybe something maybe nothing. Guess I'll just have to wait and see. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ok I wrote this entry earlier today. Didnt get a chance to post it so Im adding more to it now. Me and Junior went to walmart. I got the "Twilight" 2 disc special addition and I got a book. Twilight~Directors Notebook. Its too many people roaming walmart late at night. Its just not right and I kept feeling like everyone was looking at me. Ugh..I hate that. I just ate some tuna and crackers a few minutes ago..I guess that was dinner. I had some soup earlier today for lunch, so I hadnt been hungry at all today. Junior bought icecream so Im waiting til I finish my coke and I think I'll eat that..in about..30 minutes. Give this tuna time to digest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/grey.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 413px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/grey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8246772999566395328-9130924132463051963?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/9130924132463051963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=9130924132463051963' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/9130924132463051963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/9130924132463051963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/rainy-days.html' title='Rainy Days'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-4082908304770980173</id><published>2009-03-26T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T04:43:55.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bit early</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/gree-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/gree-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Morning everyone. I usually wait until the end of the week to post samples but theres a few walmart samples in here and they always go quick. So I thought id better get them in early so if anyone was interested they'd have a chance to get it. Man I am so freakin sleepy. I had the strangest dream last night. I dreamed I had all these new people working with me in the dishroom and they were just screwing everything up. Everything looked different, it was just weird. Im seriously ready for this week to be over with. My nerves were just completely wrecked lastnight. I played this cool computer game tho. I hope today at work isnt bad. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/gray-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Free T-shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.perpster.com/request.php"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://www.perpster.com/request.php&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Free Cottenelle tissue &amp;amp; wipe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://instoresnow.walmart.com/enhancedrendercontent_ektid68896.aspx"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://instoresnow.walmart.com/enhancedrendercontent_ektid68896.aspx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Free Mysteries of the bible book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://salememail.com/SpecialOffers/ABS_new/email.asp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://salememail.com/SpecialOffers/ABS_new/email.asp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Free Eucerin calming cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eucerinus.com/ivillage/regfrm.asp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://www.eucerinus.com/ivillage/regfrm.asp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Free Old spic body wash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.startsampling.com/sm/walmart/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100698&amp;amp;source"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://www.startsampling.com/sm/walmart/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100698&amp;amp;source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Free sample of Zyrtec allergy medicine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.startsampling.com/sm/100678/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100678&amp;amp;source"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://www.startsampling.com/sm/100678/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100678&amp;amp;source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/gray-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-4082908304770980173?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/4082908304770980173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=4082908304770980173' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4082908304770980173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4082908304770980173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/bit-early.html' title='A Bit early'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-5982611169192903050</id><published>2009-03-25T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T04:46:31.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont Wanna go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/de.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 416px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/de.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I really wish i could go back to bed. So bad. lastnight me and my brother watched this movie called "Amusement". It was interesting but it didnt make any sense to me, ugh. I really need to see a good movie. Hopefully next week. Im so glad that i will be off work for spring break next week. Im hoping today will be alot better and I can make it thru without any problems today. Wish me luck on that. I keep forgetting to charge one of my phones. Im just gonna leave it at home today and charge it when I get back. its not like anyone is gonna call me anyway. Im so sleepy. I guess I'll end here, I need to get ready to go. Hope everyone has a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/fire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&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/8246772999566395328-5982611169192903050?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/5982611169192903050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=5982611169192903050' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5982611169192903050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5982611169192903050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-wanna-go.html' title='Dont Wanna go'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-4785271793453753584</id><published>2009-03-24T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T16:54:49.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soda Buzz/Sneezing/Sleeping/Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/bluhazw.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/bluhazw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I got two free Diet Mountain dews in the mail today. I dont usually like diet drinks but this one actually doesnt taste bad. I joined this thing called Buzz agents and they send you stuff to test out and you give your feed back, spread the word about it I guess. I figured..hey free soda what the heck, even if I dont like it I didnt waste any money on it and I got to try something new. To my surprise it has a pretty good taste. Anyone who wouldn't mind helping me out by going to ChatThreads.com and put in 101-683-468752 in the conversation id part and write that I told you all about Diet Mountain Dew it would mean alot. If not thats ok too, lol...I got some free soda. I'd share but I haven't figured out how to put soda into the computer yet. Today at work was hard for me cuz my allergie meds wasnt working for some reason and I couldn't stop sneezing so I came home and took a nap. Thankfully Im finally feeling better but I do feel like a headache is trying to creep up. I got a movie from netflix today. Yay. Called "Amusement". I hope its good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/blacknwhite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/blacknwhite.jpg" border="0" /&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/8246772999566395328-4785271793453753584?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/4785271793453753584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=4785271793453753584' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4785271793453753584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4785271793453753584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/soda-buzzsneezingsleepingmovie.html' title='Soda Buzz/Sneezing/Sleeping/Movie'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-7012120947658814856</id><published>2009-03-23T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T04:43:55.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Monday/Samples</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/autimn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/autimn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well I played this computer game for so long lastnight, that I didnt make it back to do an entry. So here are a few samples from last week. Sorry its not as many this time. Im not ready for today. You never know what your walking into on my job. So wish me luck. My allergies and sinuses seem to want to start up already too...ugh..wish me more luck please. I really didnt want to get out of bed this morning. It was so warm and coozy. Well, gotta go to work soon..maybe I'll write more later today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free pinklemonade drink mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.startsampling.com/sm/walmart/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100687&amp;amp;source"&gt;http://www.startsampling.com/sm/walmart/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100687&amp;amp;source&lt;/a&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free organic soap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dianjane.com/contact"&gt;http://www.dianjane.com/contact&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freebizmag.com/buyconsap_02welcome.htm"&gt;http://www.freebizmag.com/buyconsap_02welcome.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free water bottle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.complimentarycrap.com/craplist/home-free-stuff/bottle.html"&gt;http://www.complimentarycrap.com/craplist/home-free-stuff/bottle.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/bad-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-7012120947658814856?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/7012120947658814856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=7012120947658814856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/7012120947658814856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/7012120947658814856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/early-mondaysamples.html' title='Early Monday/Samples'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-2411583890392841165</id><published>2009-03-21T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:29:38.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions asked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/some.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/some.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well seems like my whole day has been spent working on letters. Im finally finished thankfully. 12 freakin letters! Thats why I try so hard not to get this behind but I guess sometimes it cant be helped. One of my penpals always ends the letter with about 10 questions for me and I do the same in his letters. These are the questions I came up with this time. And I was hoping my readers would answer these too, because Im curious of what kind of answers I would get. Of course you dont have too but it would make my weekend if you did. :)&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your favorite alcohol drink.&lt;br /&gt;2. What was one of yout favorite hang outs.&lt;br /&gt;3. What would your dream house look like?&lt;br /&gt;4. What would a perfect day be like for you?&lt;br /&gt;5. If you could invent the perfect woman what would she be like?&lt;br /&gt;6. Would you rather have love and be broke or be rich and live without love.&lt;br /&gt;7. Would you consider yourself an emotional person?&lt;br /&gt;8. If you had to think to breathe, do you think you might forget?&lt;br /&gt;9. Whats the best dream you ever dreamt?&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you believe in ghosts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-2411583890392841165?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/2411583890392841165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=2411583890392841165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2411583890392841165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2411583890392841165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/questions-asked.html' title='Questions asked'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-2478609846905251008</id><published>2009-03-20T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:54:38.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/READYFORSPRINGMELISSA.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/READYFORSPRINGMELISSA.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leaning away from the cold into the heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nearing to where the flames meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they kiss the edges of my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beckoning for me to let in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the warmth to envelop me deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;into the inside it seeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and it feels so good to feel the fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the cozy feeling taking me higher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now all I want to do is sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wrapped up for my dreams to keep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pictures playing inside my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on an empty canvas paints of my mind bleed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I fall deeper into the comfort of this abiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;surely i wont be missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it feels too good to hide away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how I wish I could stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here I dont feel so tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no longer frantically wired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here I feel safe and free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lost inside of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/redi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 362px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/redi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-2478609846905251008?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/2478609846905251008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=2478609846905251008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2478609846905251008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2478609846905251008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-sleep.html' title='Just Sleep'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-4476091015433849415</id><published>2009-03-20T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T04:40:10.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Morning Movie Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/nife.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/nife.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, lastnight me and my brother watched "The Haunting of Molley Hartley". I had been wanting to see this movie for a long time. I was thinking it was gonna be really good. You know like those creepy movies where ghost pop up out of nowhere and scare the crap out of people. Well..I was so dissappointed. It wasnt a single bit of "haunting" in the whole movie. Then during the whole movie they had this long slow build up to the day she turned 18 years old. How she was gonna turn evil and how evil people were gonna come for her on her birthday and horrible things would happen. I mean people were even trying to kill this girl so she wouldn't make it to her 18th birthday. And it finally gets to the end where its her birthday and she's 18 and nothing happens! Except she graduated highschool and it went off! What the puck! I dont get get it. That had to be the suckiest ending to a movie Ive seen in a long time. I mean they really pulled some M. Night Shaymalan mess with that ending. I mean after the movie went off me and my brother were sitting there in silence watching the credits roll for a good 5 minutes til I was just like "why are we just sitting here looking at the screen". After than, me and him and my mom talked for like 10 minutes about how stupid that ending was. That just really hurt my movie feelings. Can you feel my disappointment?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/mppm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/mppm.jpg" border="0" /&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/8246772999566395328-4476091015433849415?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/4476091015433849415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=4476091015433849415' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4476091015433849415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4476091015433849415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/early-morning-movie-review.html' title='Early Morning Movie Review'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-2378929717170436656</id><published>2009-03-19T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T15:53:53.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/try.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/try.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well today at work sucked, so much so I dont even want to think about it anymore so I wont bother writing about it. But I did get to go to walmart today and I got to do a little shopping. I got two of Kelly Clarksons cds and I got a cute shirt, some hawaiin punch to finish off my concoction and some cheese puffs, just because I feel like stuffing my face. I got a movie in from netflix. Its called "The Haunting of Molley Hartley". I've been wanting to see it since it came out at the movies. I also cant wait to see "SuperNatural" tonight. I love that show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/SEXYPUNKMELISSA.jpg"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/SEXYPUNKMELISSA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/8246772999566395328-2378929717170436656?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/2378929717170436656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=2378929717170436656' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2378929717170436656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2378929717170436656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/highlights.html' title='Highlights'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-3081297735399359608</id><published>2009-03-19T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T04:44:16.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishful Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/black7whie.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/black7whie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel so tired and worn out this morning..and extremely sleepy. And I went to bed earlier than I usually do as wednesday so I dont understand. I also feel really worn out. I'll be so glad when this week is over with. I'll be even happier when spring break gets here. I really need the rest. Anyway, hopefully today wont be bad. Hopefully it will go by quickly. Wish I had a remote for the universe. Man I wish I could just get in bed and go back to sleep right now!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-3081297735399359608?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/3081297735399359608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=3081297735399359608' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3081297735399359608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3081297735399359608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/wishful-thinking.html' title='Wishful Thinking'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-5733648373407244509</id><published>2009-03-18T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T17:30:30.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental Issues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/bodybags.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/bodybags.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Today at work wasnt bad at all. Can you believe I had a drama free day? Phew! Anyway, Im tired. I heard today that one of the girls that used to work with us (but she got transferred cuz the boss couldn't get along with her) that she's in the hospital on the 6th floor. I guess thats the mental patients floor..I dont know, I never been down there. Anyway, of course my boss loves to spread stuff so she was telling us that someone told her that the girl came to work one day and went to the office, called her mom and told her that people at work were picking on her, so her mom came up there and she was looking at her mom like she didnt know who she was. The boss lady told us that her mom talked to the manager and they said they hadnt even seen her today and nobody had been picking on her. Anyway, to shorten a long story they say she hadn't been talking her medication for awhile, so I guess..crap, I dont know. I mean I know she always acting like she was..not all the way there. I just thought she was slow. I didnt know she was on medication for depression or whatever else. I hope she gets better tho. She said that her husband has been in and out of the hospital for mental problems too. They have a baby that she had not too long ago..I wonder who takes care of the baby.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/coffin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-5733648373407244509?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/5733648373407244509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=5733648373407244509' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5733648373407244509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5733648373407244509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/mental-issues.html' title='Mental Issues'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-1955526311387914585</id><published>2009-03-18T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T04:43:50.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Routine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/blood.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 475px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 396px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/blood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I was just wondering what everyones morning routine was.The first thing I do is slap my alarm clock. That thing takes a beating every morning. Now after this..it changes from time to time, like yesterday some how after slapping that annoying box on my table I went back to sleep. Ended up over sleeping by 36 minutes. Then when I jumped up it took me forever to find my freaking glasses. And guess where they were? On the floor! But I digress. But on a normal morning (whatever that is) I usually get up (after abusing wake up tool) and turn on my computer, go to the bathroom, pee, clean myself, brush my teeth (not exactly in that oder) go back to my room, put on my work clothes, deoderant, comb &amp;amp; brush my hair, turn on the tv and listen to creflo dollar while looking around online. What else do I do? Hmm..put on my watchor whatever other jewelry I might be wearing..sometimes I foget my watch. I liseten to Joyce Meyers for about 15 minutes. Get my purse, cd player, jacket, phones and whatever else I might decided to take and Im out the door...but not before turning off the computer, tv, checking the stove, turning off all the lights in the house, including nightlights and porch lights and Im walking down the street. Im doing good if Im out the door at 7:45, I have to be to work at 8 but most days Im not so lucky. Yesterday didnt start out good because of waking up late and then when i get to work before I can even clock in Im asked to sign a statement saying what I heard being said about the gun. So I did that. I was told by her (our site manager) that noone would know except our school manager, her and the other girl who heard about the gun. But later after breakfast I hear my boss stand up telling everyone that me and that girl had to sign a statement. To me that is so unprofessional and she keeps alot of mess stirred up herself. Later on the lady who was talking about bringing a gun to school was told to go to the central office by the boss over all the schools. She told her she couldnt cuz her car wouldnt make it that far. So she ended up coming down to our school calling her to the office. I guess they had a meeting with her and the principal. Long story made shorter, she ended up being suspended for 10 days. Now to me that is stupid. Why not just fire her since she had caused so much problems and get us someone else in her place. Now were gonna be out 2 people cuz I know they are not gonna send someone to replace her until she gets back so that just makes things even worse for us. I just dont know about these people. Do they even think? Seriously?! But whatever..(now back to our regularly scheduled programming) So what is everyone else's morning routines. I really would like to know. Hoping your day is filled with less drama than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~on the verge of a early morning headache&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/blk.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/blk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-1955526311387914585?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/1955526311387914585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=1955526311387914585' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/1955526311387914585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/1955526311387914585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/morning-routine.html' title='Morning Routine'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-6947926515873021839</id><published>2009-03-15T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T16:43:22.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick/Samples</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/black-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/black-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been sick all weekend so I just haven't felt like doing anything, but I wanted to post these samples. Hopefully its a few in here people like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Free Coffee spoon&lt;br /&gt;http://backalleycoffee.net/backalleyspoon.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Kotex&lt;br /&gt;http://www.startsampling.com/sm/100664/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100664&amp;amp;source=&amp;amp;ss_id=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free body wash&lt;br /&gt;https://www.caressskinwearcollection.com/english/register.asp?lang=english&amp;amp;task=sample&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Volpi Italian food sample&lt;br /&gt;http://www.volpifoods.com/join-the-vip-club/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kotex extra thin samples&lt;br /&gt;http://startsampling.com/sm/100664/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100664&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free subscription to Rogue magazine&lt;br /&gt;http://www.rougemag.com/US/Subscribe.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Boy Candy Pocket Tin Sample&lt;br /&gt;http://billyboycandiesonline.com/ourcandy.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/bld.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/bld.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-6947926515873021839?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/6947926515873021839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=6947926515873021839' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6947926515873021839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6947926515873021839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/sicksamples.html' title='Sick/Samples'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-4010619237256044539</id><published>2009-03-12T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:38:35.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mess in the kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/bdyd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/bdyd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/away.jpg"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well today at work certainly lacked no drama. The boss lady got into a loud argument with one of the ladys I work with. Cussin and threats, insults and all that jazz. I just clocked out and went out into the dinning room and ate my lunch. I just didnt even want to be around all that negativity. Im so glad tomorrow is friday. Last night I was up til 1am watching "Night watch". I could barely keep my eyes open thru it. I found myself nodding way too many times, lol. It was slow going compared to the 2nd part. Yeah we watched th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e movies backwards because Netflix screwed me. I was thinking about making a new journal. I was at work today and looking at all the cuts on my hands and arms and thought about doing a journal about how I damage myself. Im curious as to how many times in a week I actually, cut, scratch, burn and bruise myself. But Id probably get bored of that quick and end up deleting and I dont think anyone would read it..it was just a thought.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/away.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SbnOk0RRPxI/AAAAAAAAArU/M4Kr17bO_q8/s1600-h/black7whie.jpg"&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/8246772999566395328-4010619237256044539?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/4010619237256044539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=4010619237256044539' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4010619237256044539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4010619237256044539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/mess-in-kitchen.html' title='Mess in the kitchen'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-5738064108856454731</id><published>2009-03-11T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T18:55:44.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SbhqyNtmc7I/AAAAAAAAArM/cPqTlF53I3A/s1600-h/x5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312113171390428082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SbhqyNtmc7I/AAAAAAAAArM/cPqTlF53I3A/s400/x5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I forgot my chocolate milk &amp;amp; oranges at work today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Two of my fav songs right now: Dead and gone By: T.I. F.&lt;br /&gt;Justin Timberlake &amp;amp; Rockin that thang By: The Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Dead and gone is the ring tone on my phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I rarely hear it cuz nobody calls me on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I got some baby wipes and a cosmo magazine in the mail for free today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt annoyed the crap out of me today cuz she wants to all of a sudden start planning these family get together, and I guess cuz she had a new idea Im pose to jump? I think not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I want something to eat but theres nothing here to snack on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I have the munchies cuz of my allergie meds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But I dont feel like walking to the store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I feel as high as a kite and I dont like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Im drinking water right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I've been thinking about taking a nap all day but it never happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I was up til 2am watching a movie last night called "Day watch"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It was weird but good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I got the movie "Night watch" in the mail today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yesterday I went to Roses &amp;amp; Walmart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Its starting to feel like summer time already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Thats why I have on shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I downloading this game called "Mortimer Beckett and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Secrets of Spooky Manor". The stupid thing came up but then it wouldnt play. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312112191830336194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sbhp5MkRosI/AAAAAAAAArE/fy6Gk8ON_nI/s400/x2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8246772999566395328-5738064108856454731?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/5738064108856454731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=5738064108856454731' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5738064108856454731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5738064108856454731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SbhqyNtmc7I/AAAAAAAAArM/cPqTlF53I3A/s72-c/x5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-7904031768858893917</id><published>2009-03-08T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:22:14.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekends over (Sunday samples)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SbSZFDqLc7I/AAAAAAAAAq8/pO2p61YvnEA/s1600-h/xx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311038172737270706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SbSZFDqLc7I/AAAAAAAAAq8/pO2p61YvnEA/s400/xx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well I had a nice weekend. I got to go see a movie. Me, my mom and my brother went to see "The Watchmen". It was really good. My allergies are starting to act up. So I think Im going to bed soon. I actually went to bed at 10pm lastnight which is way too early for me but I had a horrible headache and I was tired and sleepy and just couldnt take it anymore. The day before I had stayed up to 3am and them got up around 8am..so my body clock is all messed up. The weekend always goes by way too fast and Im just not ready for the work week to start. Well, heres some free samples Ive found during the week. I hope someone can find something they like.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Free Mouse pad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://hostohost.com/gift.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;http://hostohost.com/gift.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;register and they send u free tea samples every two weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tropicalteaco.com/register.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;http://tropicalteaco.com/register.php&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ziploc bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://secure.startsampling.com/sm/100624/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100624&amp;amp;source=&amp;amp;p=&amp;amp;key=ab3f6bce8a5ab390e9039fd7af7d995e"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;https://secure.startsampling.com/sm/100624/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100624&amp;amp;source=&amp;amp;p=&amp;amp;key=ab3f6bce8a5ab390e9039fd7af7d995e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Betty Crocker warm delight minis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://freewarmdelights.bettycrocker.com/WarmDelights/Default.aspx?source=900"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;http://freewarmdelights.bettycrocker.com/WarmDelights/Default.aspx?source=900&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Free Tote bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.delallo.com/articles/free-tote-bag"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;http://www.delallo.com/articles/free-tote-bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Free perfume sample&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moblae.com/shop/cart.php?m=product_list&amp;amp;c=6"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;http://www.moblae.com/shop/cart.php?m=product_list&amp;amp;c=6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Free Crest whitening strips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.startsampling.com/sm/walmart/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100682&amp;amp;source"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;http://www.startsampling.com/sm/walmart/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100682&amp;amp;source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-7904031768858893917?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/7904031768858893917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=7904031768858893917' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/7904031768858893917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/7904031768858893917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekends-over-sunday-samples.html' title='The weekends over (Sunday samples)'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SbSZFDqLc7I/AAAAAAAAAq8/pO2p61YvnEA/s72-c/xx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-7026176092263543148</id><published>2009-03-05T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:28:57.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Found a few..words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SbCmTjQ0pMI/AAAAAAAAAqs/o-0RvWmz-K8/s1600-h/x4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309926815483339970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SbCmTjQ0pMI/AAAAAAAAAqs/o-0RvWmz-K8/s400/x4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SbCknB0vTmI/AAAAAAAAAqc/bkfN7MEmElU/s1600-h/x3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lastnight me and my brother watched the movie "Sight". Ugh..it was not good. It was weird and didnt make sense. On top of that I was doped up on allergy medicine, so I had to fight not to fall asleep on it. Thankfully it wasnt a very long movie and I watched it an hour earlier than I usually watch movies so I think that might have helped alot. I got a crook in my neck..not sure how it got there. Maybe from holding my head down reading for so long. I dont know. Im so glad that tomorrow is friday. I had a hard time getting out of bed this morning. I even set the alarm again and slept for 30 more minutes. The movie "Watchmen", comes out tomorrow. I really want to go see that. But I'm waiting until Saturday. I dont like to go see a movie on the first day it comes out cuz its always too many people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309924951081307746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SbCknB0vTmI/AAAAAAAAAqc/bkfN7MEmElU/s400/x3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8246772999566395328-7026176092263543148?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/7026176092263543148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=7026176092263543148' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/7026176092263543148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/7026176092263543148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/found-fewwords.html' title='Found a few..words'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SbCmTjQ0pMI/AAAAAAAAAqs/o-0RvWmz-K8/s72-c/x4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-6869499153881842041</id><published>2009-03-05T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:16:34.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost 4 words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SbCGdFN_IKI/AAAAAAAAAqU/nURfa7Tn564/s1600-h/x6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309891794844983458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SbCGdFN_IKI/AAAAAAAAAqU/nURfa7Tn564/s400/x6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Well..I dont really know what to say or write..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont..so.. I'll just add this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my interview questions from Rose &amp;amp; Jill of Delightfully Inappropriate:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Melissa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;1. What is your favorite food?&lt;/span&gt; lets see. I have lots of favorites. I dont know if I could pick just one..so I'll name a few. I love Steak, mac&amp;amp; cheese, baked potatoes, collard greens, pizza and french fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;2. What is your all time favorite movie?&lt;/span&gt; Man, this is another hard one cuz I love movies. But if I have to pick just one off the top of my head I'd have to say the very first "Saw" movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;3. What is your occupation?&lt;/span&gt; Im a nutriton assistant. Well, thats the pretty way of saying it. But basically I work in a elementary school cafeteria. The kids call me the "lunchroom lady", lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;4. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be and why?&lt;/span&gt; Right now I have to say oralndo florida, cuz i want to go to all the different amusement parks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;5. Do you believe there is life on other planets?&lt;/span&gt; Um, no..not really. Would that life be considered as aliens...um, no..id like to think they dont exist,lol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309891211515675698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SbCF7IJcRDI/AAAAAAAAAqM/0ePTT15OmIA/s400/x22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-6869499153881842041?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/6869499153881842041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=6869499153881842041' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6869499153881842041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6869499153881842041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-4-words.html' title='Lost 4 words'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SbCGdFN_IKI/AAAAAAAAAqU/nURfa7Tn564/s72-c/x6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-4310558978665744486</id><published>2009-03-02T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:49:14.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight to the point</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Say2hScH1vI/AAAAAAAAApc/RXEeActrLx8/s1600-h/yna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308818743764702962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Say2hScH1vI/AAAAAAAAApc/RXEeActrLx8/s400/yna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I should have done an entry way earlier. I dont know what ive been doing all day. I feel like today went by so fast. My mom had her procedure done today. She said the Dr. told her she has a higher hernia..dont know if Im spelling it right or not but he thinks that maybe whats causing the pain but now after looking down her throat he wants to go in thru her nose..Im like..what the..is there any hole they haven't tryed to go in yet? Then she asks him for some meds for the pain and he says he cant cuz he dont know whats causing the pain..but I thought he just said it was the hernia...I give up! I hate Dr's! Anyway, other than that I enjoyed my extra day off. I think a little too much cuz Im completely set in my laziness, I seriously cant be bothered to be moved. But I guess Im going to have to, eventually. But I have gotten alot of reading done. So I guess I did accomplish something, lol. I guess thats it for now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sayzr6PYGvI/AAAAAAAAApU/6aruVRHqxhU/s1600-h/em.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308815627712469746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Sayzr6PYGvI/AAAAAAAAApU/6aruVRHqxhU/s400/em.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/8246772999566395328-4310558978665744486?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/4310558978665744486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=4310558978665744486' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4310558978665744486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4310558978665744486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/straight-to-point.html' title='Straight to the point'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/Say2hScH1vI/AAAAAAAAApc/RXEeActrLx8/s72-c/yna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-2175678726443951901</id><published>2009-03-01T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T20:33:28.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays Samples &amp; Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SatgM5MlbWI/AAAAAAAAAo8/77ddxzySyA8/s1600-h/waterb.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308442360414563682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SatgM5MlbWI/AAAAAAAAAo8/77ddxzySyA8/s400/waterb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SatfBMZo94I/AAAAAAAAAo0/JO7ZLe9FI5U/s1600-h/yunn.jpg"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Last night Inspirarion hit me while I was listening to some music and out flowed these words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Block out the light, cant bear to open my eyes, closing my ears, dont want to hear your lies, sound proof the room, so noone hears my cries&lt;br /&gt;All alone, so I talk to myself, sanity tells me its bad for my health, But I dont care what you think and I dont care what you say, the voices in my head tells me Im ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Is there ever enough 2 go around, people trying 2 knock you down, standing on ur toes trying 2 reach the top wondering if the pain will stop&lt;br /&gt;Pleasure and pain, venom and blood, mix it all in with the rain and mud. You breathe in, exhale with a hiss, all around you smells like piss&lt;br /&gt;Rain drops fall on your lips, rocks and pebbles crushed against your hips&lt;br /&gt;You feel the heat, you feel the strain, you hold your breath and welcome the rain&lt;br /&gt;Its no illusion, your all alone&lt;br /&gt;And all you wish for, is for the pain to be gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Unraveling and frayed, held against your will&lt;br /&gt;dont know what to think or how to feel&lt;br /&gt;doesnt feel real, cant be right&lt;br /&gt;how can you feel this everynight&lt;br /&gt;bound and pressed against the glass&lt;br /&gt;couldnt buy your way out with cash&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do but wait for it to happen again&lt;br /&gt;ready, set, lets begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savor the taste, reliquish your hunger&lt;br /&gt;your cravings getting stronger&lt;br /&gt;cant hold back any longer&lt;br /&gt;You feel like your right on the edge&lt;br /&gt;disturbingly close to the end of the ledge&lt;br /&gt;Left with your lonely mind to wonder&lt;br /&gt;your screams drowned out by the sound of the thunder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Here are you samples I've found during the week. Hope theres some things people might like to sign up for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;If your a vegaterian, or want to become one, heres a free book with recipes and tips on how to go Veg&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gofreebies.com/freebie.asp?id=2054&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Free Condom (click on the little pack of condoms)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.hornygoatbrewing.com/site/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free stuffed animal &amp;amp; blanket (choose from a bear, pig, lamb or piggy)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.babiesonestep.com/feb_giveaway.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Free National Wildlife pillow&lt;br /&gt;http://online.nwf.org/site/Survey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Nail Polish&lt;br /&gt;http://www.teenfreeway.com/opi_nail/index.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Free Subscritpion to Elle Magazine&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gofreebies.com/freebie.asp?id=1927&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Free Water Bottle&lt;br /&gt;http://www.unbottleyourtea.com/share.cfm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free hair gel&lt;br /&gt;http://www.softsheencarson.com/_us/_en/landing/BlackHistoryMonthFS.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Free Panty Liners&lt;br /&gt;http://www.startsampling.com/sm/walmart/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100679&amp;amp;source=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Free body oil samples&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gofreebies.com/freebie.asp?id=2082&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308441059899537282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SatfBMZo94I/AAAAAAAAAo0/JO7ZLe9FI5U/s400/yunn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-2175678726443951901?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/2175678726443951901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=2175678726443951901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2175678726443951901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2175678726443951901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/sundays-samples-poetry.html' title='Sundays Samples &amp; Poetry'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SatgM5MlbWI/AAAAAAAAAo8/77ddxzySyA8/s72-c/waterb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-5536268527755966219</id><published>2009-03-01T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T20:04:12.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SatakDBMGyI/AAAAAAAAAos/u3ySud1K24o/s1600-h/yna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308436161118346018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SatakDBMGyI/AAAAAAAAAos/u3ySud1K24o/s400/yna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Guess what? It snowed today! I was shocked. I know they had been saying it was going to snow but if you know our weather people and their accuracy rate, you would understand why I was so skeptical. And even better I got a call from my boss telling me the schools would be closed tomorrow so I dont have to go to work. Yay! I'm so happy. I could definately use an extra day off. I love snow days. We rarely get them. I tryed to take some pictures of the snow. This is the best I could do with my flaky camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SatPS1DhswI/AAAAAAAAAn8/iAzNVbrSkPc/s1600-h/snow1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308423770684371714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SatPS1DhswI/AAAAAAAAAn8/iAzNVbrSkPc/s400/snow1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SatOLD1BDYI/AAAAAAAAAns/r-Jj-309Iyk/s1600-h/snow3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308422537699462530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SatOLD1BDYI/AAAAAAAAAns/r-Jj-309Iyk/s400/snow3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SatNWnSVDXI/AAAAAAAAAnk/x0vak9SLmAE/s1600-h/snow6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308421636684582258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SatNWnSVDXI/AAAAAAAAAnk/x0vak9SLmAE/s400/snow6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SatMqXv18LI/AAAAAAAAAnc/eBHRmERs828/s1600-h/snow+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308420876599161010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SatMqXv18LI/AAAAAAAAAnc/eBHRmERs828/s400/snow+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SatL5dAZXYI/AAAAAAAAAnU/w1LYERTHIUI/s1600-h/snow+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308420036197178754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SatL5dAZXYI/AAAAAAAAAnU/w1LYERTHIUI/s400/snow+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-5536268527755966219?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/5536268527755966219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=5536268527755966219' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5536268527755966219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5536268527755966219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/03/snow-day.html' title='Snow day!'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SatakDBMGyI/AAAAAAAAAos/u3ySud1K24o/s72-c/yna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-2395367175832487227</id><published>2009-02-28T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T13:09:08.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/citynightsdbs-melissa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/citynightsdbs-melissa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/citynightsdbs-melissa.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SammDPH4vkI/AAAAAAAAAmE/YQabmHU9Pqw/s1600-h/sexyblogger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307956210362269250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SammDPH4vkI/AAAAAAAAAmE/YQabmHU9Pqw/s400/sexyblogger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I was given the "Sexy Blogger Award" By Sharon of Life is a wonderland. Thank you so much! Actually this award was given to me for my Story Journal, but since only a few people read it I wanted to share it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://sharoninwonderland.blogspot.com/2009/02/sexy-blogger-award.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;List five things about yourself that YOU think makes you SEXY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ok, I have to change the rules on this a little bit because..well, I dont really think of myself as sexy. So im going to name 5 things that people have told me they think is sexy about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1. My eyes. I have been told I have sexy eyes..even heard I have bed room eyes. (whatever that means)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;2. My smile. I've been told that my smile is sexy. (I can almost see that..sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;3. My body. Ive been told I have a sexy body or sexy shape. (still dont understand that one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;4. My voice. People tell me I have a sexy voice. Well..men do. (I dont like my voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;5. My Stories and Poems. Ive been told that some of my stories and poems are sexy. (I can actually see that...cuz I can really go there when I want to, lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;My picks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SamlVg-AHgI/AAAAAAAAAl8/xdnnbaIiY5s/s1600-h/addicted.jpg"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://somemightcallmecrazy.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-sick-annoyed-easily.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://suburbaneuphoria.blogspot.com/2009/02/carrot-hiccups.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://learningtoadapt.blogspot.com/2009/02/these-turned-out-really-nice.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://butterflydreamer-dreamlight.blogspot.com/2009/02/mystery.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://delightfullyinappropriate.blogspot.com/2009/02/honey-im-home.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307955424878665218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SamlVg-AHgI/AAAAAAAAAl8/xdnnbaIiY5s/s400/addicted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Another award given to me for my story journal by Sharon (thanks girl!) "Addicting Blog Award".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;List 7 things you do on a regular basis that could become an addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1. Drink Coca-cola (yeah, already an addict Coke is the real thing! LOVE IT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;2. Being on the computer/Online (past addiction)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;3. Watching movies (hmm, yeah..already there. I love! Love! Movies!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;4. Eating (This really is something I have to do, but I do think it can become additing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;5.Popping pills ( I hope it never becomes an addiction but Ive been doing alot of that lately)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;6. Daydreaming ( I seem to do alot of this recently too, guess its not a bad thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;7. Reading ( I used to be very addicted but slowed down, I think its coming back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SamkEvDaP1I/AAAAAAAAAl0/keUqCSkUqns/s1600-h/coolaward.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;My picks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://learningtoadapt.blogspot.com/2009/02/these-turned-out-really-nice.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://butterflydreamer-dreamlight.blogspot.com/2009/02/mystery.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://delightfullyinappropriate.blogspot.com/2009/02/honey-im-home.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://suburbaneuphoria.blogspot.com/2009/02/carrot-hiccups.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://admdesigns.blogspot.com/2009/02/look-how-cool-blog-award.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://somemightcallmecrazy.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-sick-annoyed-easily.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307954037090041682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SamkEvDaP1I/AAAAAAAAAl0/keUqCSkUqns/s400/coolaward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;And last but certainly not least. I got the "Look how cool" award from Alvia of ADM Designs. http://admdesigns.blogspot.com/2009/02/look-how-cool-blog-award.html Thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to pick 8 blogs and pass it on to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://learningtoadapt.blogspot.com/2009/02/these-turned-out-really-nice.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://learningtoadapt.blogspot.com/2009/02/these-turned-out-really-nice.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://butterflydreamer-dreamlight.blogspot.com/2009/02/mystery.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://butterflydreamer-dreamlight.blogspot.com/2009/02/mystery.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://delightfullyinappropriate.blogspot.com/2009/02/honey-im-home.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://delightfullyinappropriate.blogspot.com/2009/02/honey-im-home.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://suburbaneuphoria.blogspot.com/2009/02/carrot-hiccups.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://suburbaneuphoria.blogspot.com/2009/02/carrot-hiccups.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://admdesigns.blogspot.com/2009/02/look-how-cool-blog-award.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://admdesigns.blogspot.com/2009/02/look-how-cool-blog-award.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://somemightcallmecrazy.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-sick-annoyed-easily.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://somemightcallmecrazy.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-sick-annoyed-easily.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://greenolivesandpicklejuice.blogspot.com/2009/02/thursday-nights.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://greenolivesandpicklejuice.blogspot.com/2009/02/thursday-nights.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://missiesupsidedownworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-night-update.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;http://missiesupsidedownworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-night-update.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/BREATHAWAYMELISSA.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/BREATHAWAYMELISSA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-2395367175832487227?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/2395367175832487227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=2395367175832487227' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2395367175832487227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2395367175832487227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-was-given-sexy-blogger-award-by.html' title='Awards'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SammDPH4vkI/AAAAAAAAAmE/YQabmHU9Pqw/s72-c/sexyblogger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-1416318824254596352</id><published>2009-02-27T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:33:54.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexcused Absense</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/rockandrollmel.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 504px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 504px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/rockandrollmel.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/SugarSpiceMelissa.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know its been awhile since I posted. I didnt really think anyone would notice. I just havent felt like writing because I've been so tired and stressed out from work. Today at work was no different. After work my brother met me up to my job and we went to..well he went to put his money in the bank and I went to cash my last tax refund check and get money out of the bank. Then we went to walmart. I got me a new phone. Boost Mobile. I can chirp, but I have noone to chirp with, lol. I have a headache. My brother got a new controller for his game and then we went to Game stop so he could get a new video game. Then we left. When we came out of Game Stop it was pouring down. So we had to walk all the way home in the rain. And its a really long walk from where we were. By the time we got home we were soaked. I hope neither of us get sick. Ugh..thats the last thing I need. Not to mention my stomach hurt me almost all day at work cuz that time of the month popped up..its way early too..Im kinda glad it came early. Its still raining, and I still have a headache so Im ending here for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/SugarSpiceMelissa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&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/8246772999566395328-1416318824254596352?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/1416318824254596352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=1416318824254596352' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/1416318824254596352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/1416318824254596352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/unexcused-absense.html' title='Unexcused Absense'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-4546516772941724181</id><published>2009-02-23T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T04:39:55.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Morning Annoyances</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/DsDesignsWitchesBrewmelissa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/DsDesignsWitchesBrewmelissa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Too early in the morning to be up..7:27a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Im cold even tho the heat is on&lt;br /&gt;My mood..feeling..or lack of feeling..numb&lt;br /&gt;Not ready for the week to start but what can you do to stop it?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt even get to sleep for the whole last hour because I woke up with my dad with his heavy boots walking back and forth playing with the knob on my heater&lt;br /&gt;I tryed so hard to ignore it but I couldnt any longer&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the foot steps stopped but he was still standing there&lt;br /&gt;So I quickly pulled the covers from my head and looked up at him thru blurry eyes and asked what he was doing&lt;br /&gt;do you know what that man asked me?&lt;br /&gt;"How did the heater come on when its turned off?" What? That is not the kinda question you ask somebody fresh out of sleep early in the freakin morning. I just said I dont know, rolled over and put the cover back over my head. I guess he had satisfied hisself since I was awake now. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't go back. The fact that the cat decided she wanted to play inside her litterbox nonstop until my clock went off, annoyingly telling me, there was no hope left for sleep. And guess what? As soon as I got. Snowflake stopped making noise in her litterbox! Yeah, I have a feeling something is gunning for me today. And I haven't even left the house yet. Crap, hadnt even got out of bed yet. Im scared to go to work now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/Melissadctag.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/Melissadctag.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-4546516772941724181?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/4546516772941724181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=4546516772941724181' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4546516772941724181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4546516772941724181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/early-morning-annoyances.html' title='Early Morning Annoyances'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-4367181223229377411</id><published>2009-02-22T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:19:28.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/sassychic-Melissa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/sassychic-Melissa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes emotions run so deep&lt;br /&gt;down the hills and slopes, so steep&lt;br /&gt;leaving you panting feeling like its your last breathe&lt;br /&gt;frantically worrying for your sanity and health&lt;br /&gt;what do you do, when you dont know what to do anymore&lt;br /&gt;where do you go, when theres no open door&lt;br /&gt;who do you lean on when noone understands&lt;br /&gt;When your heart falls, where does it land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anxiety waits and creeps apon your soul&lt;br /&gt;like an invasion of something stole&lt;br /&gt;left abandon at the bottom of the see&lt;br /&gt;no idea where on earth you should be&lt;br /&gt;in a world that doesnt love you&lt;br /&gt;lost and unsure what to do&lt;br /&gt;when panic sets in you let out a scream&lt;br /&gt;then you pass out and hope it was all a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow comes even tho your not ready&lt;br /&gt;You must continue to stand even tho your legs are unsteady&lt;br /&gt;You must keep going all tho it hurts to move&lt;br /&gt;So you try your best to get into a grove&lt;br /&gt;Only to be thrown a curve ball to get you off course&lt;br /&gt;Angrily looking for the source&lt;br /&gt;You slowly began to fall behind&lt;br /&gt;Time you cant continue to find&lt;br /&gt;To stop and get yourself together&lt;br /&gt;Counting on people is like counting on the weather&lt;br /&gt;But you keeping moving you have no other choice&lt;br /&gt;While stumbling and falling and loosing your voice&lt;br /&gt;You continue on, grasping at hope&lt;br /&gt;Up and down the slippery slope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to look, I dont want to see&lt;br /&gt;That reflection looking back at me&lt;br /&gt;I try to hide it the best I can&lt;br /&gt;Things never work out the way I plan&lt;br /&gt;Someone always comes along&lt;br /&gt;Your forced to play your sad song&lt;br /&gt;And open up that old sore&lt;br /&gt;Many times ripped and tore&lt;br /&gt;The memories, they still burn&lt;br /&gt;And your stomach still turns&lt;br /&gt;So I dont want to look, dont want to see&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I simply just dont want to be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-4367181223229377411?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/4367181223229377411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=4367181223229377411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4367181223229377411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/4367181223229377411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/broken-poetry.html' title='Broken Poetry'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-3791877376872701159</id><published>2009-02-21T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:10:06.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures, Food &amp; Samples</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/DsDesignsRockmelissa.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 489px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 489px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/DsDesignsRockmelissa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SaCVfHqBBGI/AAAAAAAAAlE/WYOa-zkBjSc/s1600-h/strthair.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are more free samples to sign up for. Let me know if you sign up for any. I dont want to keep posting these if nobodies interested. I figured everyone liked free stuff..could just be me, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Health Journal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Take the quick quiz and get a free journal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.allaboutcervicalcancer.org/quiz.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Address lables&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cff.org/GetInvolved/MailingLabels/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free 4 issue to Esquire magazine&lt;br /&gt;http://www.valuemags.com/freeoffer/Esquire_RDC.asp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free 2 issues of Family Circle Magazine&lt;br /&gt;http://www.valuemags.com/freeoffer/FamilyCircle-BBS.asp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 free issues of Parent Magazine&lt;br /&gt;http://www.valuemags.com/freeoffer/parents-BBS.asp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free issue of Bridal Magazine&lt;br /&gt;http://www.valuemags.com/freeoffer/bridalguide.asp&lt;br /&gt;Free Mascara Sample&lt;br /&gt;http://www.marykay.com/carmel39/freesample/freesample.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motor Cycle Magazine (4 any guys who my read this)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.roadgear.com/index.php?page=Offer&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305404722906203234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SaCVfHqBBGI/AAAAAAAAAlE/WYOa-zkBjSc/s400/strthair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And my hair after I finished drying and straightening it out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SaCUw3FsTTI/AAAAAAAAAk8/SVE7hIT6fXs/s1600-h/made.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305403928184900914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SaCUw3FsTTI/AAAAAAAAAk8/SVE7hIT6fXs/s400/made.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me, with my hair wet after washing out the hair relaxer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-3791877376872701159?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/3791877376872701159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=3791877376872701159' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3791877376872701159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3791877376872701159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/pictures-food-samples.html' title='Pictures, Food &amp; Samples'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SaCVfHqBBGI/AAAAAAAAAlE/WYOa-zkBjSc/s72-c/strthair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-3952327185767443099</id><published>2009-02-20T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T18:55:03.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids trying to be Grown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/DsDesignsSnowToonmelissa.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 518px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 535px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/DsDesignsSnowToonmelissa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Today at work was rough. we had someone out again today which always puts more work on me. Im so glad its over with. Im tired and I need some rest. Im gonna force myself to do my hair tomorrow and get it over with. And maybe I will take some pictures. I dont know. When I was on my lunch break today at work, one of the para-pro's came up to me and tells me that one of the little boys in here kindergarden class got suspended for making a sexual gesture with his hands. You know how some people will make a circle with there fingers and move another finger in and out of it..thats what the kid supposedly did and she said he was hunching on a little girl. But thats not the worst part. Then she tells me that the boys older brother who is in the 4th grade got suspended today too because of a note he wrote to a girl. Later the same lady comes up to me and shows me a text another teacher sent to her telling here what the note said. So she hands me her cell phone to show me the text message..the message basically said that in the note the little boy wrote that he wanted to eat this girls pussy and f*ck her in the a**..not my words, just sharing what I read...look I even added little stars to make it not look so...nasty..but anyway, I was like dang, those are grown man words...ok..so later when im cleaning up the dishroom, I find the note on the floor. Apparently, someone tried to throw it in the trash and missed. Now the dishroom floor was all wet..and so was the note..well, cuz it was on the floor. But I still was able to open it and read it..even tho it started to tear. What the note actually said was this: (Keep in mind a 4th grader wrote this) To:Juicey (why is a 4th grade girl name Juicey?) From: Turk aka: Sexy (and how is a 4th grade boy named Sexy?)&lt;br /&gt;****Sorry..on to the note**** Baby, I love your body and your sexy eyes. When I look at you I think that I got the best looking girl in the world. My d*ck ready but is your p*ssy?You need to let me know when, where, what time. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juicy &amp;amp; Turk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4Ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****End of note****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know, after they caught a 4th grade girl bent over in the boys bathroom, getting in from behind by a forth grade boy, I am not surprised. Ugh....I just dont get why kids want to be grown so freakin fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/KissMyAssJADMelissa.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 446px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 503px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/KissMyAssJADMelissa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-3952327185767443099?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/3952327185767443099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=3952327185767443099' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3952327185767443099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3952327185767443099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/kids-trying-to-be-grown.html' title='Kids trying to be Grown'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-8410618911657162518</id><published>2009-02-19T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:17:06.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free samples &amp; other things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/PurpleRainJADMelissa.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 447px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 447px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/PurpleRainJADMelissa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/PurpleRainJADMelissa.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; well today has been another one of those tiring days. after work i went to cash my check. the lady who cash my check was all asking me if i lost my job because I dont come in there anymore. that aint none of her buisness. but anyway..im exhausted and glad that tomorrow is friday. i got home and saw that I had got my other check in the mail. i am not about to go all the way back again tomorrow. i'll just wait until next friday when my money is in the bank and get it all done at once. all this walking is not helping my thighs heal. they are so freakin sore. not as bad as earlier this week but still. My brother let me use his cellphone to listen to music cuz the batties in my cd player died on my way back home yesterday. I got that money order to put on the phone bill today. I feel alot better now that I know it wont be so high. I washed dishes already and got that out of the way. Yay! Man, I took a bubble bath and I got the water way too hot! Ouch..but once I got in it, it felt really good. I had to kinda ease my way into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know Im always talking about the free samples I get in the mail. I thought Id share some with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Subscription to soap opera digest. (All you soap fans, this is for u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.freebizmag.com/emailsoapdigest01welcome.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Huggies baby wipes (even if u dont have a baby..wipes come in handy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.startsampling.com/sm/walmart/captureAddress.iphtml?item=100677&amp;amp;source=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free paper towel sample from walmart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.startsampling.com/sm/walmart/captureAddress.iphtml?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/rockandrollmel.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 504px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 504px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/rockandrollmel.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-8410618911657162518?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/8410618911657162518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=8410618911657162518' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8410618911657162518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8410618911657162518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/free-samples-other-things.html' title='Free samples &amp; other things'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-812497900037459064</id><published>2009-02-18T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:10:55.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready 4 the week 2 end</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/melissadaughtry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/melissadaughtry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Im tired and my thighs are sore. I went and go my tax refund check today after work. I guess I will go cash it tomorrow after work. Im gonna ask my brother if I can take his phone with me to work tomorrow so I can listen to some music on my way down there cuz my batteries died on me on my way back from Clarks and Associates. Im ready for this week to be over with already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/DsDesignsExpressYourselfmelissa.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/DsDesignsExpressYourselfmelissa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 487px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 462px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/DsDesignsExpressYourselfmelissa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-812497900037459064?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/812497900037459064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=812497900037459064' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/812497900037459064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/812497900037459064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/ready-4-week-2-end.html' title='Ready 4 the week 2 end'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-3285713967062260153</id><published>2009-02-17T20:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:30:32.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update: Later that day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/untitled-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/untitled-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Ugh..well I lost my entries so I guess I will try to do it again. My mom finally got in touch with her Dr. Now she has an appointment to go see some other Dr. way across town next Monday. I dont understand why my mom has to practically hunt down this Dr. It makes no sense. I just dont know. She also has another appointment this thursday to see her Dr. Im hoping this other Dr. will be able to figure out whats wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;with her and give her something to make her feel better. It makes no sense for her to be hurting like this every day. Im pissed at myself cuz I let the phone bill get to high..ugh..I gotta do something. I think when I get my tax refund back im gonna put a good bit on it, its a start to getting it down. I got a free candle sample in the mail today. I love candles. They come in handy when the lights go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/melissamcdreamy.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 461px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/melissamcdreamy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-3285713967062260153?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/3285713967062260153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=3285713967062260153' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3285713967062260153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3285713967062260153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/update-later-that-day.html' title='Update: Later that day..'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-1046050640235660494</id><published>2009-02-17T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T12:12:26.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scared</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/starmelissa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/starmelissa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/Silentmelissa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today at work wasnt too bad as far as working even tho, two people were out. I ended up having to work on the line today tho but it was ok since we had all those salads. I called my mom around 12 when I had a little break to see how she was doing. I had wanted to call her earlier but I didnt because I thought she might be sleeping and I didnt want to wake her, specially since when I woke up this morning at 5am she was awake and she said she was hurting. So I waited until 12 to call and I talked to her and she didnt sound so good. She said her chest was hurting real bad and she could hardly breathe. So then I started to get worried. She says shes feeling a little better but she's still hurting. She's been trying to get in touch with her doctor but the helfer cant be reached. This is pissing me off. Whats the point of having a doctor when they dont help you. This is why I dont like Dr.'s. All that she went thru in the hospital and they couldnt find anything so they send her home and haven't done anything to help since..I mean dang, haven't even checked on her to see how she was doing or what? I just dont know what to do. I dont want anything to happen to my mom, I dont know what I would do. Its starting to scare me. So many people are getting sick and dying...I dont even want to think about it. Ugh..I need to change subjects before I depress myself. But I cant think of anything else to write right now. So I guess I'll just stop here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 510px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 510px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/Silentmelissa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-1046050640235660494?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/1046050640235660494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=1046050640235660494' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/1046050640235660494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/1046050640235660494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/scared.html' title='Scared'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-6209993105888360186</id><published>2009-02-16T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:24:57.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back 2 It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/melissaflutter.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/melissaflutter.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So its back to work tomorrow. Im not ready for it at all. Even tho I had 4 days off it doesnt even seem like it cuz one day I was sick, the 2nd day I was recoving, and the last two days went by in a freakin blur. Im glad that i will be back in the dishroom tho, because I hate working on the line. It was my intention to work on letters today but I havent at all, and I know it wont get done now because I'm getting a headache. I had some yummy candy tonight, it was hersheys kisses but it was white chocolate and it had cookie in it. I need to find some of those. I wonder if they are at all stores or if its a special thing cuz my mom brought it home from my cousins wedding on Saturday. I also had so kisses that were cordial cherry..its what my mom got my day for V-day..interesting taste. I really need to stop eating all of this chocolate. I need to get this phone bill paid. I wonder why the bill hasnt come yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/melissapurpdaisy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/melissapurpdaisy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-6209993105888360186?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/6209993105888360186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=6209993105888360186' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6209993105888360186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6209993105888360186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-2-it.html' title='Back 2 It'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-6360012872713411184</id><published>2009-02-16T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T18:35:13.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stanky Leg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/melissachucks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 395px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/melissachucks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/melissaalone.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ok I literally cleaned myself sore...well..not me but my room. Now Im pooped. Im not suppose to be working today. And all that dust has started up my allergies. Thats the last thing I need. Its a song out now called "Stanky leg". Ok..is it me or is this gross..I mean I wouldnt tell nobody I had a stanky leg. I know its the name of a dance, but thats not a nice name..I wouldn't want it. If somebody told me I had a stanky leg I'd be offended. They really need to find some better names for these stupid dances and songs they keep making.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/melissaalone.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-6360012872713411184?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/6360012872713411184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=6360012872713411184' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6360012872713411184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/6360012872713411184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/stanky-leg.html' title='Stanky Leg'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-7701409949973413591</id><published>2009-02-16T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:53:12.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont ask questions you dont want the answers to</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZm17oC7xfI/AAAAAAAAAk0/0EdMAI9WPkU/s1600-h/fan12.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303470072172103154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZm17oC7xfI/AAAAAAAAAk0/0EdMAI9WPkU/s400/fan12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZm1sPLLm6I/AAAAAAAAAks/uoOne3tF42c/s1600-h/fan14.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know I have an issue. How do you know what to say and not to say to people? I mean people are always saying, oh you can talk to me and I'll be here for you or yeah you can talk to me about anything, and then when you open up to them its like a slap in the face..cuz obviously their not as open minded as they said they were. It just sucks. This is why I dont open up to people cuz whenever I reach out and take the chance to be open with someone about what Im feeling or what Im going thru I wish I never have. Well..it wont happen again. Theres very few people I can openly talk to in this world and it doesnt take all 5 fingers. I'll just stick to talking to those. I just cant deal with close minded people. Only gives me more reason to stay hidden in the dark. Thanks for nothing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303469807797771170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZm1sPLLm6I/AAAAAAAAAks/uoOne3tF42c/s400/fan14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-7701409949973413591?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/7701409949973413591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=7701409949973413591' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/7701409949973413591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/7701409949973413591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-ask-questions-you-dont-want.html' title='Dont ask questions you dont want the answers to'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZm17oC7xfI/AAAAAAAAAk0/0EdMAI9WPkU/s72-c/fan12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-2675026962030506408</id><published>2009-02-15T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:10:30.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aches &amp; Pains</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/IRValentineRomance_Melissa_TCD-vi.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 456px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/IRValentineRomance_Melissa_TCD-vi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/Melissaseashelltag.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went to church this morning. Its the same as always. When the service was almost over and I was standing up, I started to get dizzy and my stomach started to hurt so I sat down. I was so sleepy the whole time. I thought maybe if I ate something when I got home I'd feel better since I hadnt eaten anything all morning. But it didnt help. Then I ended up getting a headache. Crap. So I've been drinking water and trying to lay down. Im starting to feel better now. Im trying to catch up on my tapes cuz I've been behind on them for a few weeks now. I've ben thinking about my chocolate candy. I should get some..not now, but later. I'm gonna watch a movie later with Junior.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/Melissaseashelltag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8246772999566395328-2675026962030506408?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/2675026962030506408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=2675026962030506408' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2675026962030506408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/2675026962030506408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/aches-pains.html' title='Aches &amp; Pains'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-721031571466269536</id><published>2009-02-14T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T19:24:56.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/Melissafreetag-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/Melissafreetag-1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/melissajeans.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday I was sick all day. I dont know where it came from, just out of nowhere...ugh. First day of vacation..not a good way to start it but at least I didnt have to work that day. I got up and went to the atm machine and went to get a money order and came back home. On my way back I started to feel really dizzy. Im glad I made it back home without falling out in the street. So, yeah I spent half the day in the bathroom and the other half in the bed. Im feeling alot better today tho thankfully. This morning I was really sore and hurting but Id just roll over and go back to sleep. Everytime I woke up Id feel a little better until the last time I woke up and the pain was gone. Phew! Oddly my stomach still feels empty and I cant eat very much..and Im not gonna force it, I dont want to get sick again. I got candy, cards and a drawing for Valentines day, so that was nice. Im trying hard not to eat this whole box in one night..its a small box but still..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r312/photoboo27/melissajeans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8246772999566395328-721031571466269536?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/721031571466269536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=721031571466269536' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/721031571466269536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/721031571466269536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/recovery-road.html' title='Recovery Road'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-3905837452792345670</id><published>2009-02-12T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:24:07.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep wanted here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZTz3YBtNMI/AAAAAAAAAj8/iQz53W_YVGs/s1600-h/Ds+Designs+Santa+Baby+melissa.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302130793989878978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZTz3YBtNMI/AAAAAAAAAj8/iQz53W_YVGs/s400/Ds+Designs+Santa+Baby+melissa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZTx6CBOKdI/AAAAAAAAAjs/G-nY-sTf0SA/s1600-h/attitudeJADMelissa.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its been a long hard day, work sucked..thankfully its over and I can finally get some rest. My legs hurt. I was hoping I would get paid today but I guess it will be tomorrow. I was wanting to go on down there when I left work since I was already out but I guess its best this way cuz Im too tired to be going anywhere else right now. So I'll check my account when I get up tomorrow and then go. My mom wants a gift basket for Valentines day..Im just gonna let her get it herself cuz she is so picky. My brother didnt want any candy so I told him Id get him a cake. His favorite cake is birthday, lol. Im so glad I have 4 days off. I really need it. Lastnight me and my brother watched the movie "Scorpion King 2". It was good but I was so tired and sleepy I had a hard time staying awake even tho I was sitting up, I found myself tipping over every now and then. I cant wait to see "Super Natural" tonight. I love that show. Im looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow. I took a nap, so it helped me to not be drop dead sleepy but Im still tired and sleepy. SuperNatural was a rerun..ugh..already! The season just started back. But Survivor strated back up today and Making the Band. Ugh..still sleepy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302128640598616530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZTx6CBOKdI/AAAAAAAAAjs/G-nY-sTf0SA/s400/attitudeJADMelissa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8246772999566395328-3905837452792345670?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/3905837452792345670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=3905837452792345670' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3905837452792345670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3905837452792345670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/sleep-wanted-here.html' title='Sleep wanted here'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZTz3YBtNMI/AAAAAAAAAj8/iQz53W_YVGs/s72-c/Ds+Designs+Santa+Baby+melissa.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-1036603489100572696</id><published>2009-02-11T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:06:54.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZORhznza4I/AAAAAAAAAjM/pshcATYUorY/s1600-h/Ds+Designs+Exhausted+melissa.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301741196324072322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZORhznza4I/AAAAAAAAAjM/pshcATYUorY/s400/Ds+Designs+Exhausted+melissa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZOPasypzGI/AAAAAAAAAjE/1qZT7dzjn0U/s1600-h/Ds+Designs+Sexy+Back+melissa.gif"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If life were simple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yet..it isn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Today was kind of hard at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hope tomorrows not bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the mailman finally brung my mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;took him long enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Im tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If you need rest too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Apply here, and bring pillows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I need some rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If only it was that simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301738875208191074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZOPasypzGI/AAAAAAAAAjE/1qZT7dzjn0U/s400/Ds+Designs+Sexy+Back+melissa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8246772999566395328-1036603489100572696?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/1036603489100572696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=1036603489100572696' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/1036603489100572696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/1036603489100572696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/simple.html' title='Simple'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZORhznza4I/AAAAAAAAAjM/pshcATYUorY/s72-c/Ds+Designs+Exhausted+melissa.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-7617287930621057942</id><published>2009-02-10T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:17:11.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling numb/My picks for the Bff award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZJb12L2IHI/AAAAAAAAAic/Z2L0IbtK2dw/s1600-h/bff.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301400692004888690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZJb12L2IHI/AAAAAAAAAic/Z2L0IbtK2dw/s400/bff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://admdesigns.blogspot.com/2009/02/bff-award.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;http://admdesigns.blogspot.com/2009/02/bff-award.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZJXaj-GakI/AAAAAAAAAiU/_rvmPwogV7s/s1600-h/fan7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZJXaj-GakI/AAAAAAAAAiU/_rvmPwogV7s/s1600-h/fan7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tabby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://tabathamax.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;http://tabathamax.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZJXaj-GakI/AAAAAAAAAiU/_rvmPwogV7s/s1600-h/fan7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://starbucksbreak.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://starbucksbreak.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZJXaj-GakI/AAAAAAAAAiU/_rvmPwogV7s/s1600-h/fan7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://learningtoadapt.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://learningtoadapt.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://goslingsaerie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;http://goslingsaerie.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZJXaj-GakI/AAAAAAAAAiU/_rvmPwogV7s/s1600-h/fan7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://butterflydreamer-dreamlight.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;http://butterflydreamer-dreamlight.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZJXaj-GakI/AAAAAAAAAiU/_rvmPwogV7s/s1600-h/fan7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301395825212418626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZJXaj-GakI/AAAAAAAAAiU/_rvmPwogV7s/s400/fan7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shards of glass, insert here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Razor blade, cut there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blood dripping everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If it splashes, I dont care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel really down for some reason, yet..I feel..really numb inside. You know like how sometimes you can cut yourself, bump hard against something but you dont feel it at first..you just feel sort of like a black out of the body. Im tired and worn out. I feel ashamed and dirty. I feel stupid, worthless, empty. And I feel annoyed with myself for feeling all of these things. Wait..let me back track..I felt all of those things at first, and now I just feel numb..yeah thats it. I confuse myself sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8246772999566395328-7617287930621057942?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/7617287930621057942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=7617287930621057942' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/7617287930621057942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/7617287930621057942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/feeling-numbmy-picks-for-bff-award.html' title='Feeling numb/My picks for the Bff award'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZJb12L2IHI/AAAAAAAAAic/Z2L0IbtK2dw/s72-c/bff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-8391271824572064670</id><published>2009-02-10T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T14:00:21.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate our mailman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZH4usG4ZwI/AAAAAAAAAh0/v-cGqFMo3_g/s1600-h/fan8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301291717389477634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZH4usG4ZwI/AAAAAAAAAh0/v-cGqFMo3_g/s400/fan8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZH4fM-GIJI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Mxhw7ymk_uo/s1600-h/fan9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im pissed cuz I have been waiting all day for the mailman to come cuz I was suppose to get something in the mail and he didnt even bring it. I dont know what his problem is or why he cant never bring all my freakin mail when he is suppose too. Work wasnt too bad. After work I went to do my taxes. Im glad that I got that out of the way. I just want the mailman to bring my stuff. Is that too much to ask for?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301291451333091474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZH4fM-GIJI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Mxhw7ymk_uo/s400/fan9.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/8246772999566395328-8391271824572064670?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/8391271824572064670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=8391271824572064670' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8391271824572064670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/8391271824572064670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hate-our-mailman.html' title='I hate our mailman'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZH4usG4ZwI/AAAAAAAAAh0/v-cGqFMo3_g/s72-c/fan8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-5154935865669129367</id><published>2009-02-09T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T18:24:13.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>90 things about me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZDeUJIXJgI/AAAAAAAAAhc/w1qiXdZau_4/s1600-h/fan5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300981199044814338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZDeUJIXJgI/AAAAAAAAAhc/w1qiXdZau_4/s400/fan5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;90 Things You Might Not Know About Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT? &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;my brother threw one of his toys at me when he was little and it hit me in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM? &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;posters, calendars, drawings, pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. DO YOU SNORE, GRIND YOUR TEETH, OR TALK IN YOUR SLEEP?&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; I used to talk in my sleep when I was little, I also used to sleep walk, ive grinded my teeth in my sleep before but I dont think so recently. My family tells me I have a faint snore sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT TYPE OF MUSIC DO YOU LISTEN TO?&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; I like R&amp;amp;B, Hiphop, pop, rock, and gospel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME YOU WERE BORN? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;8:06p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW? &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; to get married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. WHAT DO YOU MISS? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;spending time with the person I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT IS YOUR MOST PRIZED POSSESSION(S)? &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;um, Id have to say my computer and my cd player..oh and my tv...wait my vcr..um, that wasnt a good question to ask, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. HOW TALL ARE YOU?&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; 5'5 or 5'6, im unsure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. DO YOU GET CLAUSTROPHOBIC? &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no..I dont mind small enclosed spaces..but I dont like being in small enclosed spaces with alot of people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. DO YOU GET SCARED IN THE DARK?&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sometimes. when I have bad dreams I dont like to be in the dark when I wake up. some nights I sleep with my tv on but its on mute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU CRY?&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;wow..I cant remember..thats good right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PERFUME FOR A GIRL?&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I dont really have a favorite..whatever smells good. I dont use perfume alot, I mostly buy body spray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT KIND OF HAIR/EYE COLOR DO YOU LIKE ON THE OPPOSITE SEX? &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Um..well I think black hair is beautiful on anyone. As for eye color I dont know...I find a persons eyes can be very sexy..a man with sexy eyes can always get my attention. I dont think its a specific color tho, but the shape of the eyes and the intensity in them is what really gets too me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WHERE CAN YOU SEE YOURSELF PROPOSING/ BEING PROPOSED TO? &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;um...well I think id rather be proposed to in private...that should be a private moment, so somewhere alone in a romantic setting. But that doesnt always happen, so it really doesnt matter, its the way in which you are proposed to, not so much where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. COFFEE OR ENERGY DRINK? &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Energy drink, me needs lots of energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PIZZA? &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;meatlovers pizza from pizza hut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. IF YOU COULD EAT ANYTHING RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE? &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;some chips, I want something to snack on but I dont really need anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. HAVE YOU EVER EATEN A GOLDFISH? &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;lol..actually yes I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. WHAT WAS THE FIRST GIFT SOMEONE EVER GAVE YOU? &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;How the heck would I know..my memory is not that good, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. DO YOU LIKE ANYBODY? &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Sure do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. ARE YOU DOUBLE JOINTED? &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;maybe, who's asking and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. FAVORITE CLOTHING BRAND? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yeah right..why pay for a name. somebody should pay me to put my name on some clothes, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. DO YOU HAVE A PET RIGHT NOW? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yes and she is a spoiled brat and Im glad she is not bothering me right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. WHAT KIND IS IT? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;a cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. WOULD YOU FALL IN LOVE KNOWING THAT THE PERSON IS GOING TO LEAVE YOU? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;its not something you can control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. WHAT IS THE BEST WAY TO TELL SOMEONE HOW MUCH THEY MEAN TO YOU? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;telling them and showing them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. PICK A NUMBER FROM ONE TO A HUNDRED: &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. BLONDES OR BRUNETTES? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;brunettes I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. WHAT IS THE ONE NUMBER YOU CALL MOST OFTEN? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;our home number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. WHAT ANNOYS YOU MOST?&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; negative and critical people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. HAVE YOU BEEN OUT OF THE USA?&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. YOUR WEAKNESSES? &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;coke..love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. MET ANYONE FAMOUS? &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;nope, cant say that I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. FIRST JOB? &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I worked at a summer program for kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. EVER DONE A PRANK CALL? &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;no i dont think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. WHAT WERE YOU DOING BEFORE YOU FILLED THIS OUT? &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;taking a bubble bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. HAVE YOU EVER HAD SURGERY? &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;thankfully no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. WHAT DO YOU GET COMPLIMENTED ABOUT MOST? &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;either my eyes or my body..or is it my face..crap, pick one! I dont know, i get compliments alot and I dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. HAVE YOU EVER HAD BRACES? &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY? &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hmm.well, Im not gonna wish for anything big..I just want to see a good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42. HOW MANY KIDS DO YOU WANT? &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;uh, sometimes, none..sometimes 1..Im still undecided&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;no I wasnt and I like it that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. DO YOU WISH ON STARS? &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I used to, but not anymore. wanna know why? cuz it dont work,lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. WHAT KIND OF SHAMPOO DO YOU USE?&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;whatevers avaliable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yeah I do, sometimes I get annoyed with it tho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;ham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. ANY BAD HABITS? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sure..ready to be grossed out? If not, skip quickly..I'll give you a minute......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................gone yet? Ok..now for you sick people who like being grossed out, lol..I like to peel my scabs..and then watch it bleed, lol..ha ha, you asked for it, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. WHAT IS THE MOST EMBARRASSING CD ON YOUR SHELF? &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Im not really embarrassed by any of my cds. But one cd I wish I didnt get was the princess diaries sound track, and I still dont know why I got it, I dont even remember buying it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;apparently I blacked out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;oh, i'd love me! Im a good friend, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. DO LOOKS MATTER? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Yes, I mean to a point looks does matter, who doesnt want to be physically attracted to the person their with. But I dont think that should be the basis for a relationship, I mean you can be drop dead gorgeous but if we cant get along and have nothing in common it wont work no matter how bad you might want it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. HOW DO YOU RELEASE ANGER? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;writing it out, in a poem or in a diary/journal/blog, singing, dancing, drawing or if all else fails, just kick and throw something&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. WHERE IS YOUR SECOND HOME?&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TOY AS A CHILD?&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; my cabbage patch doll, her name was Lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. HOW MANY NUMBERS ARE IN YOUR CELL PHONE? &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;um, would you like me to count? I can, hold on..15, I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. WERE YOU A FAN OF BARNEY AS A KID? &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;lol..not a fan but I thought it was funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. DO YOU USE SARCASM? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. MASHED POTATOES OR MACARONI AND CHEESE?&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; Macaroni and cheese please! I hate mashed potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GUY? &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;someone who can make me laugh, accepts me for who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. WHAT ARE YOUR NICKNAMES? &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Lissa, Bird, Hunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. WHATS YOUR FAVORITE BAND/SINGER?: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Favorite band "Linkin park/Evanescense...Singer:Mariah Carey/Beyonce'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. WHATS YOUR FAVORITE TV SHOW? &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;House, SuperNatural, Ghostwhisper, Medium, Monk, The Real World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. WHAT WAS YOUR ACT/SAT SCORE?&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I dont know..I think I did better than I thought I would tho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. DO YOU HAVE ALL YOUR FINGERS AND TOES? &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;sure do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. WHERE IS YOUR FAVORITE VACATION SPOT? &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I like Florida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. WHATS THE FASTEST YOU HAVE GONE IN A CAR? &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I dont know, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU KISSED? &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Paul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the tv guid channel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. LAST THING YOU DRANK? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dr.Pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE IN THE OPPOSITE SEX? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;their eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;72. LAST TEXT YOU GOT? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;from Missy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. FAVORITE THING TO HAVE? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;peace and quiet/privacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. FAVORITE MONTH OF THE YEAR? &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I dont think I have one..hmm..maybe a month during the summer cuz I dont have to work,lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. FAVORITE ZODIAC SIGN? &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;mine...sagg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR? &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. EYE COLOR? &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. FAVORITE SPORT TO WATCH? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I dont really like sports, but sometimes I watch boxing, wrestling or nascar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. FAVORITE FAST FOOD ownRESTURANT? &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Dairy Queen or Pizza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Hut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. DO YOU LIKE SUSHI? &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;no..yuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. LAST THING YOU WATCHED? &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Intervention&lt;/span&gt;..well its on now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR? &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I dont know anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. PLAY ANY MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;no, wish i did tho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84: Vanilla or Chocolate: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. KISSES OR HUGS? &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS? &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Relationships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU BOUGHT? &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;a case of dr.pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. WHAT KIND OF CAR DO YOU DRIVE? &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING? &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Dying for Revenge By: Eric Jerome Dickey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. DESCRIBE YOUR LOVE LIFE: &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;beautiful, romantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZDdm4A2zcI/AAAAAAAAAhU/l5mxpPHtmpo/s1600-h/fan6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300980421355818434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZDdm4A2zcI/AAAAAAAAAhU/l5mxpPHtmpo/s400/fan6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&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/8246772999566395328-5154935865669129367?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/5154935865669129367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=5154935865669129367' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5154935865669129367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/5154935865669129367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/90-things-about-me.html' title='90 things about me'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZDeUJIXJgI/AAAAAAAAAhc/w1qiXdZau_4/s72-c/fan5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8246772999566395328.post-3698309718131746171</id><published>2009-02-08T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:55:42.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SY-M0lZuoxI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Cmmaecg4Fu8/s1600-h/fan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300610121459475218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SY-M0lZuoxI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Cmmaecg4Fu8/s400/fan3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SY-Mbr2eP5I/AAAAAAAAAg8/ATeTMuM4HTQ/s1600-h/fan4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At The Moment I'm...&lt;br /&gt;Reading-Dying for Revenge By: Eric Jerome Dickey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to-When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;Watching-Family Court&lt;br /&gt;Dreading-work tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Excited about-getting a surprise Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craving-love and affection&lt;br /&gt;Thinking-about sex&lt;br /&gt;Wanting-hugs and kisses&lt;br /&gt;Hoping-for some rest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300609693693919122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SY-Mbr2eP5I/AAAAAAAAAg8/ATeTMuM4HTQ/s400/fan4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&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/8246772999566395328-3698309718131746171?l=somewhere2hide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/feeds/3698309718131746171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8246772999566395328&amp;postID=3698309718131746171' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3698309718131746171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8246772999566395328/posts/default/3698309718131746171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somewhere2hide.blogspot.com/2009/02/at-moment.html' title='At the Moment'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02759436853599948246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SZUNKIU0sXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLzBKGJz08M/S220/019_17A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWyeTyyzCMI/SY-M0lZuoxI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Cmmaecg4Fu8/s72-c/fan3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
