<?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-48810133487576936</id><updated>2011-07-30T11:38:06.416-07:00</updated><category term='Korea Korean downloading Chace Crawford hair dying pink Jeffree Star Audrey Kitching SHINee'/><title type='text'>Thinking Underage</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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they're entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am: scared, paranoid, too curious, quiet, bizarre, friendly, ready, willing,  insecure, not persistent, not confident, creepy, morbid, disturbed, jealous, lonely, self-kept, embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love: discovering new music, reading, watching philosophical movies, dancing around like an idiot, singing my heart out, meeting new people, being home alone, Christmas ornaments, stickers, taking pictures, disturbing pictures, blood, chapstick, lotion, Hiroto Ogata, washing my hands, scary movies, hand sanitizer, spending hours in the computer, forums, internet friends, concerts, trippy music, brownies, working out, feeling pretty, feeling clean, high-waisted clothing, Nikon cameras, learning, songs that make me cry, algebra, webcaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would love to be a: successful musician, better person, great mother, helpful person, smarter student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i  like to eat: brownies, mint ice cream, chocolate, quesadillas, spicy food, celery, steak, bacon, mints, fiber bars, salt and vinegar chips, broccoli,  pineapples, Chinese food, sushi, food in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i  dislike: feeling excluded, rude people, people with no manners, posers, feeling fat, feeling insecure, pain, losing my chapstick, slow internet, liars, eggs, not having enough time, mainstream music, swearing, not wearing nail polish, periods, extra letters, dog licks, black and white photos, feeling awkward and uncomfortable, lots of homework, teachers who don't care, hairdye fading, bands I like becoming popular, infected piercings, stuffy nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like: the smell of coconuts, spongebob, feeling inspired, Timmy Turner, warm hands, good hair, interesting books, little kids, feeling careless, compliments, complimenting, buying a new CD, hanging out with friends, Alice Nine's PVs, pink and purple hair, new clothes, make-up, braids, Korean boy bands, Japanese, languages, dailybooth, feeling wanted, having plans, watching people dance, creativity, sad poems, eye candy, boys with nice smiles, philosophy, cookies, sparkly lip gloss, kind strangers, gay men, sad acoustic music, beautiful people, big hearts, piercings, tattoos, Mohawks, dark humour, big tanktops, yo-yos, gumball machine toys, photobooths, Hello Kitty, nicknames, learning things about myself, taking walks alone, stars, talking about feelings, the words 'obscure' and 'nostalgia', long nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am: scared of life, obsessed with people who don't even speak English, not as interesting as I'd like to be, I'm not very smart; I just do all of my homework, I like water more than any other drink, I don't really like candy, I pick at my nails too much, I want to be wanted, I'm attracted to men most mothers would be scared of, I am horrible at talking to guys, I am straightedge, I like exercising more than I should, I don't really like candy, I confuse myself, I trust too easily, I automatically assume the best of people,  I never lie, I hate presenting but I'm actually pretty decent at it, inspirational things make me cry, people easily annoy me but I will never say anything, I pick at my nails for a reason, I can never decide, I am all over the internet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have/had: seen my own father die, met Teddy Geiger, sang with the school choir even though I'm not apart of it, wished on a shooting star, seen 30 bands live, ridden in a helicopter but never a plane, an addiction to new items, never been kissed, never been in a relationship, been living my life in the most boring way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Limousines'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-404682638342648316</id><published>2010-07-30T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T17:46:15.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Velvet - Alice Nine</title><content type='html'>New layout!&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't changed it in quite some time, so this feels good, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have nothing to blog about, so I will do a survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearance&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have/had piercings besides the ears.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I want piercings besides the ears.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have many scars.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I tan easily.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wish my hair was a different color.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can be self-conscious about my appearance.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have more than two piercings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassment&lt;br /&gt;[x] Disney movies still make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve laughed so hard I’ve cried.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve glued my hand to something.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve laughed until some kind of beverage came out of my nose.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve had my pants rip in public.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve touched something sharp/hot/etc to see if it would hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve gotten stitches.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve had my tonsils removed.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve had my wisdom teeth removed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve had serious surgery.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve had chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been to Florida.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve driven/ridden over 200 miles in one day.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been on a plane.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve been to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve been to Cuba.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve been to Niagara Falls.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve been to Ottawa.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve been to the Caribbean.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve been to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experiences&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve gotten lost in my city.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve seen a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve wished on a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve seen a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve gone out in public in my pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve pushed all the buttons on an elevator.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve slapped someone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve kissed someone underwater.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve gone skinny-dipping.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve chugged something.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve crashed a car / been in a car crash.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve been skiing.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve been in a musical.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve auditioned for something.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve been on stage.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve caught a snowflake on my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve sat on a rooftop at night.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve pranked someone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve ridden in a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honesty / Crime&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve been threatened to be arrested.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve broken a law.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve done something I promised someone I wouldn’t.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve snuck out.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve lied about my whereabouts.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve cheated while playing a game.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been in a fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’m afraid of dying.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I hate funerals.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve seen someone/something die.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Someone close to me has attempted/committed suicide.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve thought about suicide before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve written a eulogy for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materialism&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own over 5 rap CDs.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m obsessed with anime/manga.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I collected comic books.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I own a lot of makeup.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I own something from Pac Sun.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something from The Gap.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I own something I got on E-Bay.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something from Abercrombie.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I thrive on compliments.&lt;br /&gt;[] I thrive on hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can sing well.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;[] I open up to others easily.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I watch the news.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don’t kill bugs / don’t like to kill them.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I sing in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m a morning person.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m a sports fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I twirl my hair.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I care about grammar.&lt;br /&gt;[] I love spam.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve copied more than 30 CDs in a day.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I bake well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] My favorite color is either white, yellow, pink, blue, red, black, purple, or orange.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I would wear pajamas to school.&lt;br /&gt;[] I like Martha Stewart.&lt;br /&gt;[] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I laugh at my own jokes.&lt;br /&gt;[] I eat fast food weekly.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve not turned anything in and still got an A in a certain class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can’t sleep if there’s a spider in the room.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m really ticklish.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like white chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’m good at remembering faces.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’m good at remembering names.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’m good at remembering dates.&lt;br /&gt;[] I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;[x] All my answers were and will be totally honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ask if I’m anorexic/bulimic.&lt;br /&gt;[they have] call me fat.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] say I’m skinny.&lt;br /&gt;[they have] say I’m ugly.&lt;br /&gt;[x] say I’m pretty.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] spread rumors about me.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] force me to eat.&lt;br /&gt;[] say I eat too much.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] say I eat too little.&lt;br /&gt;[] don’t know I have an eating disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve lost weight.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve gained weight.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m at my thinnest.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’m at my biggest.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve lost weight and kept it off.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve lost weight but gained it back.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My weight affects my mood.&lt;br /&gt;[I used to, but the scale is broken] I weigh myself daily.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’m jealous of everyone skinnier than me.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I feel happy when I’m hungry.&lt;br /&gt;[if I eat too much] I get depressed after eating.&lt;br /&gt;[] I diet.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m vegan/vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve skipped a meal.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve thrown food away.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve spat food out.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve taken diet pills.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve used laxatives.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve purged.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I exercise.&lt;br /&gt;[] I exercise so I can eat.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I work out daily.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve fainted from exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve sworn at my parents.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve planned to run away from home before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve run away from home.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My biological parents are together.&lt;br /&gt;[] I have a sibling less than one year old.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I want kids.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve had kids.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve lost a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’m single.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’m engaged.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’m married.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’m a swinger.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve gone on a blind date.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have/had a friend with benefits.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve hooked up with someone in little or no notice.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I miss someone right now.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a fear of abandonment.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve physically cheated in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve mentally cheated in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve gotten divorced.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Someone has had feelings for me when I didn’t have them back.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve told someone I loved them when I didn’t.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve told someone I didn’t love them when I did.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve kept something from a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexualtiy&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve had a crush on someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve had a crush on a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’m a cuddler.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve been kissed in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve hugged a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve kissed a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad times&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve consumed alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;[] I regularly drink.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can’t swallow pills.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can swallow numerous pills at a time without difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve been diagnosed with clinical depression at some point.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have/had anxiety problems.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I shut others out when I’m upset.&lt;br /&gt;[] I don’t have anyone to talk to when I’m upset.&lt;br /&gt;[] I take anti-depressants.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve slept an entire day before.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve hurt myself on purpose before.&lt;br /&gt;[]I am / have been addicted to self-harm.&lt;br /&gt;[] I’ve woken up crying.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve cried myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’ve plotted revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve done&lt;br /&gt;[] Weed&lt;br /&gt;[] Diet pills&lt;br /&gt;[] Anti-depressants&lt;br /&gt;[] Ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;[] LSD&lt;br /&gt;[] Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;[] Speed&lt;br /&gt;[] Cocaine&lt;br /&gt;[] I keep my habits a secret.&lt;br /&gt;[] I have a diet blog.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My choices are for me.&lt;br /&gt;[] My choices are for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My choices are to prove myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'd say I'm pretty inexperienced with life.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm proud of my lack of drugs. :D&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day.&lt;br 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/07/velvet-alice-nine.html' title='Velvet - Alice Nine'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-3297653094930798622</id><published>2010-07-03T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T19:37:52.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not Over Yet - Klaxons</title><content type='html'>Black and white is a lie.&lt;br /&gt;It hides all the flaws.&lt;br /&gt;It hides the reality of the world.&lt;br /&gt;It's a horrible cliche.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures in black and white are used by liars.&lt;br /&gt;People who don't know how to face actuality.&lt;br /&gt;Black and white sucks the saturation out of life.&lt;br /&gt;It's miserable.&lt;br /&gt;One uses to hide emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Or even create emotions that aren't really there.&lt;br /&gt;People think it makes a moment classic or touching,&lt;br /&gt;but it's just a lie.&lt;br /&gt;They only think they look better in black and white&lt;br /&gt;because that's what they are.&lt;br /&gt;A liar to themselves&lt;br /&gt;to the world&lt;br /&gt;to me.&lt;br /&gt;What they are is&lt;br /&gt;Black and White.&lt;br /&gt;But we don't live in a black and white world,&lt;br /&gt;we live in colour.&lt;br /&gt;So, why pretend that is lacks hue?&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't we embrace these beautiful colours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Klaxons'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-5163196524330204498</id><published>2010-07-02T18:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T19:40:26.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where The City Meets The Sea - The Getaway Plan</title><content type='html'>So, I'm in a serious survey mood, so why not post it to my blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? Sitting right beside me. :D&lt;br /&gt;2. Your boyfriend/girlfriend? I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair? It's just chillen in a messy [very messy] braid.&lt;br /&gt;4. Work? I don't have a job; however, I've been applying!&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father? Wherever he is, I know it's a better place.&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite thing? Music.&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? I don't remember it..&lt;br /&gt;8. Your favorite drink? Hmm water?&lt;br /&gt;9. Your dream car? Ford Fiesta! I think they're just the cutest things.&lt;br /&gt;10. The room you’re in? Living room.&lt;br /&gt;11. Your pet? One dog, and five cats.&lt;br /&gt;12. Your fears? Clowns, midgits, spiders, smelling bad, dying, failing at life, creepy old men, drugs, being hated, life.&lt;br /&gt;13. What do you want to be in 10 years? I would love to be making music.&lt;br /&gt;14. Where did you hang out last night? At Emily's house!&lt;br /&gt;15. What you’re not good at? Too many things.&lt;br /&gt;16. Eyebrow rings on the opposite sex? Alright, alright.&lt;br /&gt;17. One of your wish list items? An acoustic guitar.&lt;br /&gt;18. Where you grew up? In this same place.&lt;br /&gt;19. The last thing you did? Watched a music video.&lt;br /&gt;20. What are you wearing? Jean shorts and a loose tanktop&lt;br /&gt;21. What aren’t you wearing? Socks.&lt;br /&gt;23. Your computer? Isn't doing so hot! We had the blue screen of death, so now I have to save everything.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;24. Your life? I'm going through my annual summer depression.&lt;br /&gt;25. Your mood? Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;26. Missing? People.&lt;br /&gt;27. Who are you thinking about right now? No one really.&lt;br /&gt;28. Your car? I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;29. Your work? Don't have work.&lt;br /&gt;31. Your relationship status? Single.&lt;br /&gt;32. Your favorite colour? Green, although, purple is pretty close.&lt;br /&gt;33. When is the last time you laughed? Like ten minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;34. Last time you cried? Well, I laughed so hard I cried last night, if that counts.&lt;br /&gt;35. School? Summer vacation! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOUTHOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your salad dressing of choice? Ranch&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite fast food restaurant? KFC.&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite sit-down restaurant? Hm... I really enjoy the Ground Round, haha.&lt;br /&gt;What food could you eat every day and not get sick of it? Quesadillas.&lt;br /&gt;What are your pizza toppings of choice meat and cheese? Cheese doesn't matter, and sausage is excellent on pizza!&lt;br /&gt;What do you like to put on your toast? Cinnamon!&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite type of gum? Pina Colada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TECHNOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your wallpaper on your computer? Shirtless Saga, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;How many televisions are in your house? Five? haha.&lt;br /&gt;Do you use a laptop or desktop? Desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you right-handed or left-handed? Right.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your smile? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;What’s your best feature? My collarbones and tiny waist.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had anything removed from your body? Negative.&lt;br /&gt;Which of your five senses do you think is keenest? Smell?&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you had a cavity? I've never had a cavity *knocks on wood*&lt;br /&gt;What is the heaviest item you lifted last? Hm.. I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been knocked unconscious? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BULLCRAPOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could, would you wanna know the day you were going to die? Yes and no.&lt;br /&gt;Is love for real? I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;If you could change your first name, what would you change it to? Melanie.&lt;br /&gt;What color do you think looks best on you? Purple.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever swallowed a non-food item by mistake? Hahah yes.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever saved someone’s life? Perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;Has someone ever saved yours? I feel like someone has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAREOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you walk naked down a public street for $100,000? Hahah maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Would you kiss a member of the same sex for $100? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Would you cut off one of your little fingers for $200,000? No way.&lt;br /&gt;Would you never blog again for $50,000? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Would you pose naked in a magazine for $250,000? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Would you give up watching television for a year for $25,000? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUMBOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is in your left pocket? Nothing, my poor left pocket is always neglected.&lt;br /&gt;Is Napoleon Dynamite actually a good movie? Hahah yes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you sit or stand in the shower? Stand. Who sits in a shower?&lt;br /&gt;Could you live with roommates? Oh definitely.&lt;br /&gt;How many pairs of flip flops do you own? Three?&lt;br /&gt;Where were you born? Here, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Last time you had a run-in with the cops? Never?&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up? Musician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number? 7 and 9.&lt;br /&gt;Seasons?  Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing someone? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Mood? Fine, relatively tired.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to? Sea Within a Sea - The Horrors&lt;br /&gt;Worrying about? Not much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOMOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First place you went this morning? The bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;What can you not wait to do? Perform with Acapella. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;What’s the last movie you saw? Simone.&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile often? A bit.&lt;br /&gt;Are you a friendly person? I like to think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is the boy/girl you like now? I don't really like anyone right now.&lt;br /&gt;2. What were you doing Friday night? Tonight is Friday night, and well, I'm filling out a stupid survey, haha.&lt;br /&gt;3. Name something you did yesterday? Laughed a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;4. Last person you text messaged? Bruce.&lt;br /&gt;5. Who was the last person to call you? My mom.&lt;br /&gt;6. What are you doing right now? A survey.&lt;br /&gt;7. Next time you travel out of the country where will it be to? Probably Canada.&lt;br /&gt;8. What color are your eyes? Hazel.&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you allergic to anything? Cinnamon toothpaste, weirdest allergy ever.&lt;br /&gt;10. Are you dating the last person you kissed? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;11. Last place you ordered food from? I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;12. Who was the last person you shared a bed with? Emily and Kristine.&lt;br /&gt;13. What color is your hair? Brown and natural blonde and red highlights, and then purple streaks.&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you remember singing any songs as a kid? Oh, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;15. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? I've never been kissed.&lt;br /&gt;16. Who knows a secret or two about you? My closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;17. When was the last time you lied?  I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you like fire? Not really, it scares me.&lt;br /&gt;19. Did you have a nap today? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;20. What is your favorite drink? Water.&lt;br /&gt;21. What do you wear more, jeans or sweats? Jeans.&lt;br /&gt;25. Where did you get the shirt you’re wearing now? PacSun!&lt;br /&gt;26. Have you ever wanted to be a teacher? A guidance counselor, if that counts as a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;28. Is anyone jealous of you? Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;30. Have any regrets? Of course.&lt;br /&gt;31. Where were you 1 hour ago? Home.&lt;br /&gt;32. Where were you 8 hours ago? At Emily's house.&lt;br /&gt;35. Has anyone ever told you that they like you more than as a friend?  Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;37. Is cheating ever okay? Certainly not.&lt;br /&gt;38. Who was the last person you rode in a car with? My mother.&lt;br /&gt;39. What are you looking forward to? I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;41. Have you kissed anyone in the past week? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;43. What are you listening to? Solitude is Bliss - Tame Impala.&lt;br /&gt;45. Favorite Sports Team? I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;46. What song do you want played at your funeral? Something really depressing? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;47. What were you doing 12 AM last night? Chatting with Kristine and Emily.&lt;br /&gt;48. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up? OWWW.&lt;br /&gt;49. Who will you be with this Saturday night? Hopefully Kristine and Emily, haha.&lt;br /&gt;50. What woke you up this morning? Cramps.&lt;br /&gt;52. Is tomorrow going to be a good night? I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;53. Did you kiss or hug anyone today? No, I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;55. How many myspace accounts do you have? Just.. hahah nope, three.&lt;br /&gt;56. Do or did you like school? I don't mind it.&lt;br /&gt;56. Would you take a bullet for anyone?  Possibly.&lt;br /&gt;57. Where would you like to live?  Japan.&lt;br /&gt;58. Do long distance relationships work? Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;59. Does your crush like you? I don't like anyone right now.&lt;br /&gt;60. Where do you see yourself in 5 years? College.&lt;br /&gt;61. Have you ever thought about getting your lip pierced? Yes, but it'll never happen.&lt;br /&gt;62. Does a kiss make your cuts feel better? Most certainly.&lt;br /&gt;63. Have you ever passed out on the bathroom floor? Negative.&lt;br /&gt;64. Can you cook? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;65. What shoe do you put on first, left or right?  I really can't say, haha.&lt;br /&gt;66. Have you ever brushed your teeth while in the shower? Yes! It's very convenient.&lt;br /&gt;68. Have you ever thought about your death? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;69. Whats your hair color?  Wasn't this already asked?&lt;br /&gt;70. Where do you put your towel after taking a shower? On my bed post.&lt;br /&gt;71. What color is your shower curtain? I don't have a shower curtain, just a shower door, and it's clear.&lt;br /&gt;72. Have you ever had stitches? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;73. Are you straight? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;74. Did you believe that girls have cooties? Hahah no.&lt;br /&gt;75. Do you know how to use chop sticks? Yes, but I fail.&lt;br /&gt;76. Can you finish the phrase, “Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?”  Spongebob Squarepants!!&lt;br /&gt;78. Do you sometimes believe that guys have PMS? Hahah I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;79. Who was the last person you couldn’t take your eyes off of? Hm... I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;80. Have you ever given money to a homeless person? No.&lt;br /&gt;81. Have you ever run over an animal? No.&lt;br /&gt;82. What is your favourite cereal? Honey Bunches of Oat.&lt;br /&gt;83. Have you ever had an Oreo with peanut butter? Oh god yes, it's heaven.&lt;br /&gt;84. Have you gotten a text today? Yes!&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you think its right for straight guys to get their tongue  pierced? Sure?&lt;br /&gt;86. Where’s your favorite place to be? This question is always asked, but I never have an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring, long survey.&lt;br /&gt;I apologize.&lt;br /&gt;I just needed to type, hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-5163196524330204498?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/5163196524330204498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/07/where-city-meets-sea-getaway-plan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/5163196524330204498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/5163196524330204498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/07/where-city-meets-sea-getaway-plan.html' title='Where The City Meets The Sea - The Getaway Plan'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-1107738648375561106</id><published>2010-06-25T09:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T09:39:25.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Town - Newton Faulkner</title><content type='html'>Gah, so my internet failed and I just lost all of what I wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been too long since I've last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;Last time I blogged, I was only 15.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, guess what? I'm now 16. :D&lt;br /&gt;And officially done with sophmore year and a junior!&lt;br /&gt;That scares me quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I saw this on Delia's blog and I thought it was interesting, so I thought I'd do it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Write your username.&lt;br /&gt;2. Write your 2 favorite bands/groups of the  moment.&lt;br /&gt;3. Write something you ♥ aka lemme see your heart.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Write the name of your favorite person of all time.&lt;br /&gt;5. Write the name  of your recent favored person.&lt;br /&gt;6. Tag 6 people to do this meme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/TCTbQR5wRwI/AAAAAAAAADE/y8H0w1IDtPw/s1600/Birthday+and+blah+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/TCTbQR5wRwI/AAAAAAAAADE/y8H0w1IDtPw/s320/Birthday+and+blah+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486751318774138626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a bird's nest right outside my house and the mother's eggs just hatched.&lt;br /&gt;They're pretty ugly, but very adorable at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Those big black things, are their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/TCTbkUxxjSI/AAAAAAAAADM/9nZGZYRkyW0/s1600/Birthday+and+blah+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/TCTbkUxxjSI/AAAAAAAAADM/9nZGZYRkyW0/s320/Birthday+and+blah+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486751663143357730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-1107738648375561106?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/1107738648375561106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-town-newton-faulknew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/1107738648375561106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/1107738648375561106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-town-newton-faulknew.html' title='This Town - Newton Faulkner'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/TCTbQR5wRwI/AAAAAAAAADE/y8H0w1IDtPw/s72-c/Birthday+and+blah+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-2179885353080024283</id><published>2010-05-29T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T08:33:56.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ataraxia - Team Sleep</title><content type='html'>It's been too long, mon amis!&lt;br /&gt;Are you my friends?&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;Blogs are just weird.&lt;br /&gt;You know.&lt;br /&gt;I recently read an article about &lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2008/11/why-i-blog/7060/"&gt;'why we blog' &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is such a wonderful thing because it allows one to write carelessly about whatever they want and the whole world can see it.&lt;br /&gt;I, myself, don't really blog with much meaning, occasionally I do, but you know.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I blogged more with one particular topic rather than just random rambling.&lt;br /&gt;It's just, whenever I feel the need to blog there's nothing I can think of to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time I just go into subject without trying.&lt;br /&gt;But now I've paused and lost my train of thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was cabaret night at my school, which is basically just a bunch of music acts.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how talented the people at my school are.&lt;br /&gt;Last night's was definitely one of the best I've been to.&lt;br /&gt;Just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;And now I've discovered a bug bite on my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a Dir en grey day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-2179885353080024283?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/2179885353080024283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/05/ataraxia-team-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/2179885353080024283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/2179885353080024283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/05/ataraxia-team-sleep.html' title='Ataraxia - Team Sleep'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-3866706082695490034</id><published>2010-05-16T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T15:52:08.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sextape - Deftones</title><content type='html'>Ahh! It's almost been a month since I last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;My apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I just downloaded the new Deftones album, and I will definitely add that to my birthday wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;My list is rather small.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what I want.&lt;br /&gt;I never really want much.&lt;br /&gt;I'm more of in-the-moment kind of buyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of lists, I've discovered this lovely website called listography.&lt;br /&gt;You just make all these different lists.&lt;br /&gt;I love making lists so this is definitely my kind of site.&lt;br /&gt;http://listography.com/yeahRAWRXD&lt;br /&gt;You can learn actually quite a bit about me from it.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was on a list making spree.&lt;br /&gt;So far, the lists I've created are nothing special, but you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, it's sunny out.&lt;br /&gt;I love the sun, but not when it messes up the computer screen and I can't see anything, haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad at how warm the weather is supposed to be this week.&lt;br /&gt;It's finally starting to feel like spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had something interesting to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like blogs are supposed to be really interesting topics and should have purpose, but mine rarely do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a formspring.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've had it for a long time actually, but now I'm going to tell people about it.&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably get like no questions, but it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.formspring.me/yeahRAWRXD&lt;br /&gt;I feel like formspring is just an excuse for people to hate.&lt;br /&gt;Looking through other people's, it seems like all the "questions" are just rude comments.&lt;br /&gt;Although, I shouldn't be talking considering I've left some mean questions, but you know, it happens. XD&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing just how mean and ruthless people can be.&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect the world to be unicorns and butterflies, but for real, people need to learn to lay off on the hate.&lt;br /&gt;If you have a problem with someone, keep it to yourself, and don't continuously bash people.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, I suppose we all the right to speak our minds, so why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-3866706082695490034?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/3866706082695490034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/05/sextape-deftones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/3866706082695490034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/3866706082695490034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/05/sextape-deftones.html' title='Sextape - Deftones'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-6183035762677615318</id><published>2010-04-26T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T19:14:07.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Not Stubborn - Two Door Cinema Club</title><content type='html'>Well, it seemed like a blogging moment.&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, I have nothing to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;But when do I ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the way Irish people say 'about'&lt;br /&gt;Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mouth still hurts.&lt;br /&gt;I fracking hate wisdom teeth removal.&lt;br /&gt;And whenever I eat rice, it gets stuck in the holes.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and salt is the worse.&lt;br /&gt;But I hate to complain, so I'ma stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have a very busy week ahead of myself.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for spring break!&lt;br /&gt;Although, I still have a lot of homework.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who is an absolutely incredible man?&lt;br /&gt;Dallas Green.&lt;br /&gt;I just listen to his music and like want to kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;but in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, he just makes me so sad, but complete at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I live for music like that.&lt;br /&gt;Music that actually makes me feel something.&lt;br /&gt;A song to fill the hole.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I am saying anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I never know what I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;I confuse myself to no end.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I confuse people as much as I confuse myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with this wonderful picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kra28zDVvl1qa4i6ro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 700px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kra28zDVvl1qa4i6ro1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-6183035762677615318?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/6183035762677615318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/04/youre-not-stubborn-two-door-cinema-club.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/6183035762677615318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/6183035762677615318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/04/youre-not-stubborn-two-door-cinema-club.html' title='You&apos;re Not Stubborn - Two Door Cinema Club'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-3317080305219670821</id><published>2010-04-20T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T16:42:01.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got you under my skin~</title><content type='html'>Good lord, changing a blog layout takes forever.&lt;br /&gt;This was not the layout I wanted, but the other ones were not working.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll settle with this one.&lt;br /&gt;It's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything to blog about right now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I got my wisdom teeth removed.&lt;br /&gt;Wooo that was some fun stuff, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;My cheeks are still swollen and it's hard to chew/speak/not be in pain.&lt;br /&gt;But I've complained enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm watching last week's episode of Glee.&lt;br /&gt;Well, half watching considering this whole time I've been fixing my blog, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Gleek.&lt;br /&gt;Suck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z6n687VuF6Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z6n687VuF6Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-3317080305219670821?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/3317080305219670821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-lord-changing-blog-layout-takes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/3317080305219670821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/3317080305219670821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-lord-changing-blog-layout-takes.html' title='I got you under my skin~'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-8826839519973686375</id><published>2010-04-11T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T11:31:16.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Must Be Dreaming (Acoustic) - The Maine</title><content type='html'>Ahh I haven't blogged in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be so good at blogging all the time, but not so much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, not much is new with me.&lt;br /&gt;I spent all of last week with Vertigo.&lt;br /&gt;Fun stuff, fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But now it's pretty much gone.&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm getting a cold.&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS NOT GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;Considering I'm getting my wisdom teeth removed on Friday. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt; That should be tons of fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh, some really stupid girl at my school wants to get purple highlights.&lt;br /&gt; That really ticks me off cause mine are gone and I guarantee if I get them redone, people will think I copied her.&lt;br /&gt;I HAD PURPLE HAIR FIRST MOTHER FRACKER.&lt;br /&gt;Man. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, I've been rapping a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm pretty pro.&lt;br /&gt;And I actually recorded one song.&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty legit.&lt;br /&gt;The rapping doesn't really match the beatboxing, but whatever. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been listening to We The Kings, Cartel, The Maine, Stereo Skyline, and Artist Vs. Poet a lot recently because I'm going to their concert on May 4th! [Hiroto's 25th birthday&lt;3]&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty gosh darn excited! I've missed We The Kings! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Quotes I love:&lt;br /&gt;1.) Age is issue of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter. [Mark Twain]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) We stopped checking for monsters under our beds because we realized they were inside us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) To wish you were someone else is wasting the person you are. Confidence  comes from not always being right but from not fearing to be wrong.  [Audrey Kitching]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.)  Love everything you hate about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) If it disturbs you, it's art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Beauty is in the mirror you look at everyday. Enjoy being yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) Be yourself. Everyone else is already taken. [Oscar Wilde]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) I'm not even on drugs. I'm just weird. [Alex Gaskarth]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) There are so many people out there that who will tell you that you can't. What  you've got to do is turn around and say, "watch me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) Shoot pictures, not people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I can't just have 10, sorry.]&lt;br /&gt;11.) You have a choice. Live or die. Every breath is a choice. Every minute is a choice. To be or not to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.) The most exciting challenge and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.) You are who you are when no one is looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) The real you is the perfect you. [Yeah, I know I said that, but I like it. XD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you feel inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-8826839519973686375?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/8826839519973686375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-must-be-dreaming-acoustic-maine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/8826839519973686375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/8826839519973686375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-must-be-dreaming-acoustic-maine.html' title='I Must Be Dreaming (Acoustic) - The Maine'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-3956076616081106788</id><published>2010-03-22T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T17:33:00.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal - Neon Trees</title><content type='html'>Hey Sadie, guess what I'm not going to do in this blog entry?&lt;br /&gt;Talk about the song, so SUCK IT!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know why I'm blogging right now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just bored.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I haven't been taken pictures as often as I should.&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't had enough photography inspiration, which is truly annoying.&lt;br /&gt;I should bring around with me more often.&lt;br /&gt;I just just started all of these sentences with I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, recently I've been thinking a lot about liars and fakers.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand why people should pretend to be something they're not.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I already made a blog about posers, but it's seriously something that bothers me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;As well as lying.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the truth is hard to face as well as the consequences, but in the end, the lie hurts more.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to trust someone when they lie to your face.&lt;br /&gt;You can't even look at them the same.&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, but one lie generally leads to more lies until you're tangled up in a web.&lt;br /&gt;Posers are the biggest liars.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they're not lying to the world, but they're lying to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Is that really who they are?&lt;br /&gt;I just.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really big on self-discovery and appreciating who you are.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, why should you try to be anything but yourself?&lt;br /&gt;These stereotypes and molds that people try to fit, what's so great about them?&lt;br /&gt;The real you is the most perfect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cake is my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;As well as Purell and blue line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-3956076616081106788?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/3956076616081106788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/03/animal-neon-trees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/3956076616081106788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/3956076616081106788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/03/animal-neon-trees.html' title='Animal - Neon Trees'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-1206346192538591671</id><published>2010-03-12T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T14:34:48.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red and Purple - The Dodos</title><content type='html'>Ahh I haven't blogged in awhile, I apologize.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I saw this on Delia's blog, and I thought it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;I actually did it a very long time ago on a myspace bulletin, but  I thought I'd do it again.&lt;br /&gt;So this is my life according to Deftones.&lt;br /&gt;I picked Deftones cause I have sooo much of their music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pick your artist: Deftones.&lt;br /&gt;are you a male or female: Mascara.&lt;br /&gt;describe yourself: Simple Man.&lt;br /&gt;how do you feel: Bored.&lt;br /&gt;describe where you currently live: Hole In The Earth&lt;br /&gt;if you could go anywhere, where would you go?: Korea.&lt;br /&gt;your favourite form of transportation: Be Quiet and Drive (Far Away)&lt;br /&gt;your best friend?: Teenager&lt;br /&gt;you and your best friend are: Sweetest Perfection [I lol'd.]&lt;br /&gt;what’s the weather like: My Own Summer&lt;br /&gt;favourite time of day: Black Moon&lt;br /&gt;if your life was a tv show what would it be called?: Around The Fur.&lt;br /&gt;what is life to you: Riviere&lt;br /&gt;your relationship: Rats! Rats! Rats!&lt;br /&gt;your fear: Kimdracula.&lt;br /&gt;what is the best advice you have to give: Beware.&lt;br /&gt;thought for the day: Some People.&lt;br /&gt;my motto: Wax And Wane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I feel like doing this again, only Dir en grey.&lt;br /&gt;This might be hard considering the amount of Japanese titled songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pick your artist: Dir en grey.&lt;br /&gt;are you a male or female: Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;describe yourself: Glass Skin.&lt;br /&gt;how do you feel: Obscure.&lt;br /&gt;describe where you currently live: New Age Culture.&lt;br /&gt;if you could go anywhere, where would you go?: Bottom of the Death Valley&lt;br /&gt;your favourite form of transportation: Umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;your best friend?: Mr. Newsman&lt;br /&gt;you and your best friend are: Merciless Cult.&lt;br /&gt;what’s the weather like: Garbage.&lt;br /&gt;favourite time of day: Wake. [Not really.]&lt;br /&gt;if your life was a tv show what would it be called?: Dozing Green&lt;br /&gt;what is life to you: Beautiful Dirt.&lt;br /&gt;your relationship: Dead Tree.&lt;br /&gt;your fear: Hades.&lt;br /&gt;what is the best advice you have to give: Ain't Afraid to Die.&lt;br /&gt;thought for the day: Inconvenient Ideal.&lt;br /&gt;my motto: Jesus Christ R 'n R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Dir en grey was really hard.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm going to Cabaret tonight with a few people and it should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;Possibly going shopping tomorrow? I don't know, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-1206346192538591671?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/1206346192538591671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/03/red-and-purple-dodos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/1206346192538591671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/1206346192538591671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/03/red-and-purple-dodos.html' title='Red and Purple - The Dodos'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-5546781766669813034</id><published>2010-02-23T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T14:34:44.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under The Sheets - Ellie Goulding</title><content type='html'>Goodness, I am becoming addicted to Ellie Goulding.&lt;br /&gt;I just adore her music.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways!&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I finally did today?&lt;br /&gt;After 8 months of being 15, I finally got my permit.&lt;br /&gt;I just never went and took the test.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, that means I can now drive, ahah.&lt;br /&gt;That scares me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't trust myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too paranoid to drive.&lt;br /&gt;I also got a haircut!&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a trim, but it feels so much better and shorter!&lt;br /&gt;It's a lot more curlier though!&lt;br /&gt;Like, it a good way, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE UNDER THE SHEETS&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU'RE KILLING ME!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, song moment.&lt;br /&gt;I do have things to talk about, I just don't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a quesadilla today.&lt;br /&gt;Permit, haircut, mindless shopping, and quesadillas.&lt;br /&gt;That's a good day, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-5546781766669813034?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/5546781766669813034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/02/under-sheets-ellie-goulding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/5546781766669813034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/5546781766669813034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/02/under-sheets-ellie-goulding.html' title='Under The Sheets - Ellie Goulding'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-8213181356441218811</id><published>2010-02-12T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T14:49:53.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Your Entertainment - Adam Lambert</title><content type='html'>I am an addict to this song.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Adam's voice is just egadfklgdfjkghgj.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've seen two of my friends do this on their blogs, so I'm a copycat like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt;. Awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;b&lt;/b&gt;. Booty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;c&lt;/b&gt;. Colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;d&lt;/b&gt;. Drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;e&lt;/b&gt;. Endangered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;f&lt;/b&gt;. Furry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;g&lt;/b&gt;. Grapes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;h&lt;/b&gt;. Hiroto Ogata. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i&lt;/b&gt;. Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;j&lt;/b&gt;. Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;k&lt;/b&gt;. Krusty Krab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;l&lt;/b&gt;. Loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;m&lt;/b&gt;. Music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;n&lt;/b&gt;. Noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;o&lt;/b&gt;. Octopus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;p&lt;/b&gt;. Parrots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;q&lt;/b&gt;. Questioning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;r&lt;/b&gt;. Rabbits [what is with me and the animals?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt;. Starfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;t&lt;/b&gt;. Timmy Turner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;u&lt;/b&gt;. Undertow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;v&lt;/b&gt;. Vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;w&lt;/b&gt;. Work it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;x&lt;/b&gt;. Xylophone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;y&lt;/b&gt;. Yawn [everytime I look at the word, I yawn. It's a curse.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;z&lt;/b&gt;. Zorro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that makes me feel like a loser.&lt;br /&gt;I came up with the most random things, haha, but they were the first thing that popped up in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today was Winter Carnival.&lt;br /&gt;It was alright, nothing special, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;The Talent Show was the best part, of course.&lt;br /&gt;As it was last year, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;And tonight there is a school dance.&lt;br /&gt;That should be pretty fun, although, I hate showing up without a friend, cause I feel like a loser, and I get worried I won't find any of my friends, but yeah, I'll suck it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-8213181356441218811?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/8213181356441218811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-your-entertainment-adam-lambert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/8213181356441218811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/8213181356441218811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-your-entertainment-adam-lambert.html' title='For Your Entertainment - Adam Lambert'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-517255102773879069</id><published>2010-02-07T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T12:45:59.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty When You Cry - Vast</title><content type='html'>THANK YOU DELIA!&lt;br /&gt;This song is gdaghljkgrhe&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted.&lt;br /&gt;And the video, oh goodness, so eerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I should be working on a JMW Turner research paper,&lt;br /&gt;But I really don't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I'm blogging right now,&lt;br /&gt;I have absolutely nothing to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe writing this entry was a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IOZ6ptqcbUc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IOZ6ptqcbUc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-517255102773879069?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/517255102773879069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/02/pretty-when-you-cry-vast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/517255102773879069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/517255102773879069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/02/pretty-when-you-cry-vast.html' title='Pretty When You Cry - Vast'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-9123053509386425122</id><published>2010-02-01T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T14:12:57.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cave - Mumford &amp; Sons</title><content type='html'>Hey new layout!&lt;br /&gt;Again!&lt;br /&gt;The layouts keep stop working all of a sudden for me, so I have to change them.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, Audrey Kitching is stunning so it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this new layout, you can see the title again, so now I can ramble out the song I'm listening to.&lt;br /&gt;Mumford &amp;amp; Sons is totally not a band I would normally listen to, but holy god, they have some good songs.&lt;br /&gt;I still have a hard time listening to the banjo, but it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I say anyways a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know why.&lt;br /&gt;It's makes for a nice transition word.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I get off topic,&lt;br /&gt;although, it's my blog,&lt;br /&gt;so I can be as off topic as I want!&lt;br /&gt;Llamas, unicorns, and giraffes, oh my!&lt;br /&gt;Aachoo aachoo!&lt;br /&gt;That's me, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, EVERYBODY'S STARRY EYED&lt;br /&gt;AND MY BODY GOES WHOA OH OH AH AH.&lt;br /&gt;next thing, we're touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm sick, strange things echo out of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna go take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-9123053509386425122?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/9123053509386425122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/02/cave-mumford-sons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/9123053509386425122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/9123053509386425122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/02/cave-mumford-sons.html' title='The Cave - Mumford &amp; Sons'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-4294870500197672329</id><published>2010-01-31T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:54:21.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psychosocial - Slipknot</title><content type='html'>Whoa, sorry it's been awhile.&lt;br /&gt;I got a little busy.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, exams are over and so is Winter Ball!&lt;br /&gt;Exams went alright for me, I could have done a lot better in some classes *coughgeometrycough*&lt;br /&gt;I got my first C on a report card.&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, geometry is the dumbest thing in the whole wide world and I don't need it for any of the jobs I plan to pursue.&lt;br /&gt;Winter Ball was good.&lt;br /&gt;I had my hopes up too high, so of course disappoints came along.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;But it's official, I am definitely not going next year unless I have a date.&lt;br /&gt;Wayyyyyy too coupley this year.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm ill.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with my nose dripping all of my face.&lt;br /&gt;And it's only gotten worse as the day has gone by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just rambling now.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had some intense thoughts, but there is nothing going on in my brain right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-4294870500197672329?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/4294870500197672329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/01/psychosocial-slipknot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/4294870500197672329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/4294870500197672329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/01/psychosocial-slipknot.html' title='Psychosocial - Slipknot'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-4781560356781499758</id><published>2010-01-24T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T18:06:36.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Use Somebody (Cover) - Pixie Lott</title><content type='html'>MIDTERMS ARE OVER.&lt;br /&gt;Now the only stress left is hoping I did well on them.&lt;br /&gt;I already know how I did in Bio and English.&lt;br /&gt;English was good.&lt;br /&gt;Bio was better than I thought, but not great.&lt;br /&gt;I'm terrified to get back my geometry grade, I really need at least a C+. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this weekend I went Winter Ball dress shopping.&lt;br /&gt;My dress is nice, nothing special, but I like it.&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time with Jordan and Miranda.&lt;br /&gt;Despite my mother being in a poopy mood, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I also got back my digital photography exam grade, an A.&lt;br /&gt;My teacher kind of loves me, haha.&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to be good at something you love.&lt;br /&gt;But I suppose if you sucked at it, you might not love it.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that's only true for me and a few other people.&lt;br /&gt;For example, I despise sports.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm not athletic at all.&lt;br /&gt;I can't enjoy myself even a tiny bit.&lt;br /&gt;I don't find any joy in making a fool of myself.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel really stupid and uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe that also has to do with my lack of self-confidence.&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm saying anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-4781560356781499758?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/4781560356781499758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/01/use-somebody-cover-pixie-lott.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/4781560356781499758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/4781560356781499758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/01/use-somebody-cover-pixie-lott.html' title='Use Somebody (Cover) - Pixie Lott'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-5661520593002711353</id><published>2010-01-18T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T16:48:00.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Town, Your Grave - Innerpartysystem</title><content type='html'>Woo first day of midterms is tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;-__-"&lt;br /&gt;Baby guts.&lt;br /&gt;For real.&lt;br /&gt;I only have my English exam tomorrow, but still.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so screwed for the essay.&lt;br /&gt;I was really screwed for The Bible and The Trojan War, but thanks to the lovely Jordan, I feel much more confident. [Merci, Carl&lt;3]&lt;br /&gt;But yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I got a 95 on a Geometry test and I don't think I could be any happier.&lt;br /&gt; I really hope that brings my C up to at least a C+.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, does anyone else see "C Cup" when they read "C up"? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking too hard for too long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Winter Ball is coming up in two weekends and I'm pretty gosh darn excited.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why, I'm not going with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Although, it seems like everyone is trying to find someone for me to go with, but I don't care if I go single.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm thinking I'm gonna for a red dress this year.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty excited.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably continue studying for English.&lt;br /&gt;Julius Caesar, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-5661520593002711353?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/5661520593002711353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-town-your-grave-innerpartysystem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/5661520593002711353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/5661520593002711353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-town-your-grave-innerpartysystem.html' title='This Town, Your Grave - Innerpartysystem'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-1257341054776111790</id><published>2010-01-14T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T18:59:47.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasumi - Dir en grey</title><content type='html'>Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Is a Dir en grey kind of night.&lt;br /&gt;I've neglected them majorly.&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;They're the most talented band I've ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;When I listen to them, I honestly feel something I've never felt before.&lt;br /&gt;They're opened my eyes to what music really is.&lt;br /&gt;I now listen to the song rather than just the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to understand the lyrics really makes you pay attention to each instrument.&lt;br /&gt;I think if you can feel intense emotions from a band without knowing a word of the lyrics, that's a pretty darn good band.&lt;br /&gt;I feel something special when I hear Dir en grey.&lt;br /&gt;It just feels so right.&lt;br /&gt;I've never heard more beautiful music in my whole entire life.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, Alice Nine is my all time favourite band, but Dir en grey is most certainly more advanced and intense.&lt;br /&gt;Alice Nine makes me completely and utterly happy, but Dir en grey.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know even know where I'm going with this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I probably sound like I'm high or something.&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT.&lt;br /&gt;Drugs are bad.&lt;br /&gt;And I mean that!&lt;br /&gt;Ajghkfjghf&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stop rambling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: Could there be an end to white America?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-1257341054776111790?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/1257341054776111790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/01/kasumi-dir-en-grey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/1257341054776111790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/1257341054776111790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/01/kasumi-dir-en-grey.html' title='Kasumi - Dir en grey'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-1361639636171130434</id><published>2010-01-08T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T15:42:00.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sound of People Typing.</title><content type='html'>Oh man, you can access Blogger at school.&lt;div&gt;Me is happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like, for real, this is the most exciting thing that's happened all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just sitting in photo class, bored as frack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Hailey's just watching me type very intently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now she's laughing at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have absolutely nothing to talk about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have lunch next, then French, then History, and then Geometry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And during history I get to go on the computer again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably with nothing to do as well, so I'll spend my time chatting and surfing deviantart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drkjdfgjhfgjhdfg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a really dumb entry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I apologize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna stop rambling now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4026/4256127117_8a83273ef3_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 540px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4026/4256127117_8a83273ef3_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pretty friends.&lt;br /&gt;Photo credit to myself, haha.&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-1361639636171130434?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/1361639636171130434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/01/sound-of-people-typing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/1361639636171130434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/1361639636171130434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/01/sound-of-people-typing.html' title='The Sound of People Typing.'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-3248551091066072294</id><published>2010-01-01T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:30:02.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, I'm in Delaware - City and Colour</title><content type='html'>Goodness, I don't want to write this entry.&lt;br /&gt;But I feel like with a new layout, comes a new entry.&lt;br /&gt;So here's a lame entry.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get off the computer, my hand is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, my back.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh it's been in pain for like 5 days now, and when I went to the doctors, the lady said it was probably nothing.&lt;br /&gt;So here, I am, in pain.&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason my hand has been in my pain all day.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like growing pains, but I don't know why my hand would be growing all day.&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went galactic bowling.&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun, even though I suck at bowling.&lt;br /&gt;I was so bad, I made my team mate do all the bowling for me [I just typed blowing. XD]&lt;br /&gt;She was like one of the best there. [Thank you, Emily]&lt;br /&gt;Some creepy drunk guy also put his arm around my waist and was all 'hey...'&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little scarred.&lt;br /&gt;And both the DJ and bartender were douches.&lt;br /&gt;But the happy Asian family next to us made my life complete.&lt;br /&gt;It was a good way to start the year off, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this week, I did some photoshoots for my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I think they came out pretty nice.&lt;br /&gt;Check out my facebook to see the photos.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have three more friends asking for pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I need to start charging.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it takes like a whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm in too much pain to stay away any longer.&lt;br /&gt;Nightie-night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, I think I'm done with quote of the day/question of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Unless, I have one.&lt;br /&gt;Cause lately I've been lacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-3248551091066072294?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/3248551091066072294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-im-in-delaware-city-and-colour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/3248551091066072294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/3248551091066072294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-im-in-delaware-city-and-colour.html' title='Hello, I&apos;m in Delaware - City and Colour'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-5273659420542719453</id><published>2009-12-29T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T20:20:07.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanity - Lady Gaga</title><content type='html'>Man, 2009 is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready for this year to be done!&lt;br /&gt;What a sucky year.&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope that 2010 is so much better!&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready for something good.&lt;br /&gt;The only new years resolution I accomplished was stop biting my nails.&lt;br /&gt;Which I'm pretty proud cause I tried stopping like three years ago.&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm a germaphobe.&lt;br /&gt;Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have any resolutions for 2010.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just hoping for a good year.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh! I got one!&lt;br /&gt;Pass my midterms and finals.&lt;br /&gt;I need luck for my geometry..&lt;br /&gt;Uhg, right now I have a C in that class and it's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;I hate my geometry teacher so much. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways! This wasn't a rant blog.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know why I'm writing this.&lt;br /&gt;I think this may be my last blog of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;When years end, I always get sad.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reflection moment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superhero videos&lt;br /&gt;Amazing concerts&lt;br /&gt;Great parties&lt;br /&gt;Drastic changes&lt;br /&gt;New music discoveries&lt;br /&gt;Wearing a bikini in public *gasp*&lt;br /&gt;Tough times&lt;br /&gt;Bad news&lt;br /&gt;Celebrity deaths&lt;br /&gt;New friends&lt;br /&gt;Purple hair and side bangs&lt;br /&gt;Self discovery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, there's so much more, I just can't name it all.&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide whether to say particular moments or just overall.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm saying anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to end this entry.&lt;br /&gt;But I will.&lt;br /&gt;Cause now it's getting boring and I'm rambling.&lt;br /&gt;See you next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: What does 2010 have in store for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-5273659420542719453?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/5273659420542719453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/12/vanity-lady-gaga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/5273659420542719453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/5273659420542719453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/12/vanity-lady-gaga.html' title='Vanity - Lady Gaga'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-1271572610927156019</id><published>2009-12-25T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:56:20.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paramore 'Brand New Eyes' Review</title><content type='html'>So, for some reason I feel like making a really late album review.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know why.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I just wanna say I think is Paramore's best album&lt;br /&gt;It feels the most real.&lt;br /&gt;To me it seems like their first album 'All We Know is Falling'&lt;br /&gt;was the type of music they wanted to make.&lt;br /&gt;They then made 'Riot' and created in a way to gain fans.&lt;br /&gt;The music was something they knew that people would just eat up.&lt;br /&gt;Then, with millions of fans, they were able to create something they really want to create, something that meant more to them. This album feels so personal, it's incredible.&lt;br /&gt;And Haley's vocal, holy kyo.&lt;br /&gt;So let's go about track by track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Careful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy this song and I think it's great opening song to the album. Not one of the standout tracks for me, but definitely enjoyable. I think I prefer the lyrics more than the song itself. Not to mention very catchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ignorance&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;When I first heard this song, I didn't really like it. It just seemed too much like every other song they've written, but the more I listened, the more I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Playing God&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I always seem to forget about this song. It's a great song, so I don't know why I don't remember it. Although, it's not one of my favourites. There's nothing too special about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Brick By Boring Brick&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;The moment I heard this song, I fell in love. It's so catchy and just so.. magical. I can totally relate to the lyrics, Haley's voice is flawless, and it all just flows so well. And then, it became their second single, I just hope it doesn't get overplayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turn It Off&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Not a fan. I heard it once and then the acoustic version, and well, the acoustic completely erased this version from my mind. It just doesn't sound as raw and powerful as the acoustic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Only Exception&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Definitely a stand out track. It's so impacting and emotional. This song is one of the reason as to why I feel like this album is just so real. This song would have never been put in 'Riot.' Not to mention, it's nice to hear Haley keep her voice softer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feeling Sorry&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I always forget about this song. It sounds too similar to all the songs on 'Riot.' I mean, it's not bad, just not one of my favorites. Although, I really enjoy the guitar lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Looking Up&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I have a hard time distinguishing this song apart from 'Feeling Sorry.' I think if it was placed as a different track number and not right after 'Feeling Sorry', I think it might have stood out a little more for me. I do love the bridge, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where the Lines Overlap&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;This song just exudes cuteness. It makes me very happy, it fits very well with my 'happy playlist', haha. I really enjoy this track, it had the same feeling as 'Riot' but without feeling the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Misguided Ghosts&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;How could one not love this song? It's so different and just, ahh. I don't even have words for this song. I think this song will be a huge shocker for big 'Riot' fans. It sounds like nothing Paramore has ever made. But it's so gorgeous and just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All I Wanted&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god. This song proves exactly why Haley Williams is my hero. Her voice is so incredibly powerful and stunning, she blows me away. Such an emotional and stand out track. Although, I don't think the album should have ended with song, a little too sad for the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ignorance (acoustic)&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Well, as much as I love this, the original is better. This song isn't as great without the hard hitting drums and electric guitars. Regardless, I still love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brick By Boring Brick (acoustic)&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is a first, but I didn't like this version because of Haley's voice. The strength of her voice just didn't associate very well with the calm guitars. And the 'ba da ba ...' part isn't there at the end! Not okay with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turn It Off (acoustic)&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;After you've heard this version, the original just doesn't sound good anymore. Other than 'Brick By Boring Brick', this is my favourite. I just can't stop listening to it. All the right feelings are conveyed. A perfect track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where The Lines Overlap (acoustic)&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Nothing too special about this, the original is better. Although, I do love the twinkling noises, haha. I like the male background vocals, too. Forgive me for not knowing who does it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I think this album is just incredible.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry if this is really boring.&lt;br /&gt;I just really felt like doing an album review, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Merry Christmas, by the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: Why is bread so delicious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/48810133487576936-1271572610927156019?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/1271572610927156019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/12/paramore-brand-new-eyes-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/1271572610927156019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/1271572610927156019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/12/paramore-brand-new-eyes-review.html' title='Paramore &apos;Brand New Eyes&apos; Review'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-4755882683745869440</id><published>2009-12-21T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T18:26:47.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Used To Hold Me - Calvin Harris</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY NANNY, DEAR&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;You old fart. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Music Survey Time!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but I just love music surveys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Of all the bands/artists in your cd/record collection, which one do you own the most of?&lt;br /&gt;Dir en grey, Alice Nine, and Vanessa Carlton. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What was the last song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;Je Saigne Encore - Kyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's in your record/CD player right now?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What song pretty much sums you up?&lt;br /&gt;Oh jeeze.&lt;br /&gt;There is no song capable of doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's your favorite local band?&lt;br /&gt;The Urgency. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What was the last concert you attended?&lt;br /&gt;Silversun Pickups, Cage the Elephant, and An Horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What was the greatest show you've ever been to?&lt;br /&gt;Metro Station. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What's the worst band you've ever seen in concert?&lt;br /&gt;Rookie of the Year.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, I hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What band do you like musically but dislike the members of?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Lillix.&lt;br /&gt;The two lead singers have changed bands like 10 times, they seem like really snotty girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is the most musically involved you have ever been?&lt;br /&gt;Gone to a concert?&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I fail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What shows are you looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;Friday Night Boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is your favorite band shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Well, despite its odd fitting, my Alice Nine shirt. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What music posters do you have up in your room?&lt;br /&gt;None, actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What musician would you like to be in love with for a day?&lt;br /&gt;Hiroto Ogata.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, I'm already in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;Unrequited love sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Pat Benatar or Cyndi Lauper?&lt;br /&gt;Cyndi Lauper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Sabbath or solo Ozzy?&lt;br /&gt;Sabbath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Commodores or solo Lionel Ritchie?&lt;br /&gt;Lionel Ritchie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Punk rock, hip hop or heavy metal?&lt;br /&gt;Heavy Metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Doesn't Primus suck?&lt;br /&gt;Never even heard of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Did you know that filling out this survey makes you a music geek?&lt;br /&gt;Hahah cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What was the greatest decade for music?&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, 2006?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How many music-related videos/dvds do you own?&lt;br /&gt;Like five?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you like Journey?&lt;br /&gt;DON'T STOP BELIEVIN'!&lt;br /&gt;That's the only song I know, so no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Don't try to pretend you don't!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What is your favourite movie soundtrack?&lt;br /&gt;House of Wax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What was your last musical phase?&lt;br /&gt;Before Jrock?&lt;br /&gt;Teddy Geiger.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, he gets his own category. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What's the crappiest CD/record/etc. you own?&lt;br /&gt;Christy Carlson Romano.&lt;br /&gt;I should just throw that away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you prefer vinyl or CDs?&lt;br /&gt;Vinyls are beautiful, but I don't have a player, so CDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. All totalled, how much do you spend on music a month?&lt;br /&gt;Like $15?&lt;br /&gt;A CD a month, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;No, not that much. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That one was dumb, numero deux?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-How am I feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;Garbage - Dir en grey&lt;br /&gt;Amen to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-What is the best thing about me?&lt;br /&gt;Accidents - Alexisonfire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-How is today going to be?&lt;br /&gt;Kimdracula - Deftones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-What is in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Stars Are Blind - Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;hahah sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-What song describes my family?&lt;br /&gt;Flagpole Sitta - Chiodos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How is my life going?&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy This Drive - Rookie of the Year &lt;br /&gt;Whoa, so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-What song will they play at my funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Out Tonight - Rent Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow, because that's really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-How does the world see me?&lt;br /&gt;Break Anotha - Blake Lewis.&lt;br /&gt;THIS SURVEY IS MEAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9-What do my friends really think of me?&lt;br /&gt;Without U - Jesse McCartney&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I change my mind, it's nice. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10- Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;br /&gt;Ain't No Rest for the Wicked - Cage the Elephant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11-How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Alone This Holiday - The Used&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12-What is my love song?&lt;br /&gt;Kusare Gedou he - Son of a Bitch - Miyavi&lt;br /&gt;Wow,that is so not true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-What is some good advice?&lt;br /&gt;So Many People - Neurosonic &lt;br /&gt;That's actually true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14-What do I think my current theme song is?&lt;br /&gt;Weaving Spiders Come Not Here - Dividing the Line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15-What does everyone else think my current theme song is?&lt;br /&gt;The Bird and the Worm - The Used&lt;br /&gt;Sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16-What is my best friend's theme song?&lt;br /&gt;She Said I Said - NLT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17-What type of men do you like?&lt;br /&gt;Cocaine Girl - [some random band]&lt;br /&gt;No, just no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18-What is my love life like?&lt;br /&gt;When the Music's Over - The Doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19-What are my dreams?&lt;br /&gt;Symphony of the Night - Cradle of Filth [? Don't download from Limewire, kids.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-Will my dreams come true?&lt;br /&gt;Wounds - Black Veil Brides&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT WAS A WASTE OF TIME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-4755882683745869440?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/4755882683745869440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-used-to-hold-me-calvin-harris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/4755882683745869440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/4755882683745869440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-used-to-hold-me-calvin-harris.html' title='You Used To Hold Me - Calvin Harris'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-5500969619631256954</id><published>2009-12-20T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T15:01:15.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Myself and I Wanna Live - The Blackout</title><content type='html'>Well, right now I should be working on a Caesar essay that's worth 200 points, but I don't really feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;So far, I have a page and half, and I need at least three pages.&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;It's so dumb, I hate essays. &lt;br /&gt;Especially ones about Julius Caesar. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I don't really have much to write about, I just felt like procrastinating a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cannemma.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/brittany_murphy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 399px; height: 599px;" src="http://cannemma.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/brittany_murphy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe Brittany Murphy died.&lt;br /&gt;She was such a lovely actress and singer, I couldn't wait for her music career to expand. But I guess that's no longer happening.&lt;br /&gt;There have been so many deaths in 2009, it's horrible.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad these deaths have only been celebrities and not close friends or family. &lt;br /&gt;Not saying that these deaths aren't absolutely tragic and effecting, deaths of people you know personally are a lot more traumatic. &lt;br /&gt;2007 - beginning of 2008 were the death years for me.&lt;br /&gt;Life just sucks. &lt;br /&gt;I've experienced so many close deaths in my life, way too many for a 15 year old.&lt;br /&gt;I would say I'm getting used to it, but honestly, I don't think I'll ever get used to death.&lt;br /&gt;From grandparents, to cats, to my very own dad, it all hurts so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depression was not where I was going with this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I better get back to that essay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"With great responsibility, comes great power."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-5500969619631256954?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/5500969619631256954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-myself-and-i-wanna-live-blackout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/5500969619631256954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/5500969619631256954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-myself-and-i-wanna-live-blackout.html' title='I Love Myself and I Wanna Live - The Blackout'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-7332411468349077317</id><published>2009-12-10T15:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T15:50:57.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Streetlight - The Getaway Plan</title><content type='html'>THIS SONG IS SEX.&lt;br /&gt;Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter is here.&lt;br /&gt;Well, not technically, but pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;Winter is the most dreaded season for me.&lt;br /&gt;Most people are very happy around this time, but it's quite the opposite for me.&lt;br /&gt;I always feel this tinge of saddness.&lt;br /&gt;It's just like all the lack of colors and the bitter coldness that makes me heart sink.&lt;br /&gt;It's as if all the sad things in life come crashing into my brain again and remind me that life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I find myself wanting to be alone and anti-social. &lt;br /&gt;But yet, when I'm not around people I find myself being lonely and wanting to be with people.&lt;br /&gt;The cold makes me upset, but yet, I love being cold.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really screwed up, huh?&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know how to explain.&lt;br /&gt;I wish this winter would be different, but this November sucked, and so far December is sucking as well.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm all out of luck this year as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: If Pinocchio said "My nose is going to grow", would it grow? [Kudos to Miranda for that one.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-7332411468349077317?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/7332411468349077317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/12/streetlight-getaway-plan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/7332411468349077317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/7332411468349077317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/12/streetlight-getaway-plan.html' title='Streetlight - The Getaway Plan'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-7519375393347606201</id><published>2009-11-30T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T16:12:00.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Demonizer - Bury Your Dead</title><content type='html'>I don't really know why I'm writing this entry.&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to talk about, but I'm hoping something will come up in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it strange that I can watch people getting cut apart and tons of blood, while eating turkey soup?&lt;br /&gt;I think there's something wrong with my brain.&lt;br /&gt;And I mean that in all seriousness.&lt;br /&gt;Smoking while pregnant is not a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;It results in a person like me.&lt;br /&gt;And no, I'm not like mentally retarded or disabled.&lt;br /&gt;But I see problems developing within me as I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;I think I might be part dyslexic.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what really fascinates me?&lt;br /&gt;Languages.&lt;br /&gt;[No, I'm not ADD, I just have a lot of my mind for the moment.]&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, I think listening to other languages is one of the most wonderful things ever.&lt;br /&gt;It's really interesting how something that sounds like nothingness to one, means the whole world to another.&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I was bilingual. &lt;br /&gt;I just want to learn every language!&lt;br /&gt;It's all so intriguing and no language is like another.&lt;br /&gt;Well, they're similar, but not the same.&lt;br /&gt;Does it make me a nerd for being so mesmerized by languages? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just listened to like four songs while writing this blog.&lt;br /&gt;I keep getting distracted by The Doctors. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: "Do not let what you cannot do interfere with what you can do."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-7519375393347606201?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/7519375393347606201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/11/great-demonizer-bury-your-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/7519375393347606201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/7519375393347606201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/11/great-demonizer-bury-your-dead.html' title='The Great Demonizer - Bury Your Dead'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-1508855653339442447</id><published>2009-11-29T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T09:10:10.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Minutes/40 Years - Isis</title><content type='html'>God, this song is fracking amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, new layout!&lt;br /&gt;For some reason my other one just stopped working.&lt;br /&gt;The picture at the stop was gone!&lt;br /&gt;Very sad moment, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just a week vacation, but now it's sadly over.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty uneventful, but you know, that's how they always are.&lt;br /&gt;But I spent a lot of time with Ceara, so that was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I also forgot about my visit with the eye doctor.&lt;br /&gt;Well, for some reason, I get faint really easily.&lt;br /&gt;And the last time I went to the eye doctors, I almost passed out.&lt;br /&gt;Well, my visit on Monday, I almost passed out again.&lt;br /&gt;But this time, it was the scariest it's ever been.&lt;br /&gt;My hands went completely numb, everything was beyond blotchy and changing colors.&lt;br /&gt;It's not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the night: Do start the essay now? Or not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-1508855653339442447?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/1508855653339442447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/11/20-minutes40-years-isis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/1508855653339442447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/1508855653339442447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/11/20-minutes40-years-isis.html' title='20 Minutes/40 Years - Isis'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-1334286517138395094</id><published>2009-11-20T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T13:31:28.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Why did you change?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you bend and break?&lt;br /&gt;When the water turns to wine,&lt;br /&gt;It never feels the same.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really disappointed in you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-1334286517138395094?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/1334286517138395094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-did-you-change-why-did-you-bend-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/1334286517138395094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/1334286517138395094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-did-you-change-why-did-you-bend-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-7133979889458280488</id><published>2009-11-17T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T13:09:26.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RED CARPET GOING ON - Alice Nine [Live]</title><content type='html'>I shouldn't be allowed to watch Alice Nine videos. &lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-7133979889458280488?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/7133979889458280488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/11/red-carpet-going-on-alice-nine-live.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/7133979889458280488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/7133979889458280488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/11/red-carpet-going-on-alice-nine-live.html' title='RED CARPET GOING ON - Alice Nine [Live]'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-7287385267551052336</id><published>2009-11-14T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T10:11:25.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Of Fire - Innerpartysystem</title><content type='html'>This song is probably one of the most powerful songs I've ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways!&lt;br /&gt;Today I want to talk about change.&lt;br /&gt;It's something that everyone goes through at some point in their life,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe all of their life.&lt;br /&gt;And no, I'm not talking about puberty.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, mental change.&lt;br /&gt;But there's at least one point in everyone's life, where one goes through a drastic mental change.&lt;br /&gt;A state of maturing.&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps, going through a traumatic moment of life that forever changes you.&lt;br /&gt;Change is good.&lt;br /&gt;For the most part.&lt;br /&gt;But there are those little changes that a person goes through over time,&lt;br /&gt;that sometimes just suck.&lt;br /&gt;They slowly turn into a person, you don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe don't even want to know.&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts when their no longer the person you met.&lt;br /&gt;But at the same, you, yourself change, so maybe it's just the new you who doesn't appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;I know I've personally gone through many changes, but yet, I still feel pretty much like the same person.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be really outgoing in elementary school, then middle school, I was completely invisible. &lt;br /&gt;And now high school, I'm not really sure where I stand on the shyness meter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;One change that I have noticed drastically, is my strength.&lt;br /&gt;[Not physical, mental.]&lt;br /&gt;I've gone through some pretty hard things in life and I think that's really changed me.&lt;br /&gt;I feel more mature and stable.&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;I feel so weak.&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like I'm just a little kid.&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes feel like everyone is growing up faster than me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just stuck in my own little world.&lt;br /&gt;Never moving forward in life.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, I feel like I know myself.&lt;br /&gt;But do I really?&lt;br /&gt;Is this truly who I am?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-7287385267551052336?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/7287385267551052336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/11/heart-of-fire-innerpartysystem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/7287385267551052336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/7287385267551052336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/11/heart-of-fire-innerpartysystem.html' title='Heart Of Fire - Innerpartysystem'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-3030653389075001116</id><published>2009-11-10T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:59:14.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Sky - The Presets</title><content type='html'>Flaws are a big part of life. Everyone has them, and no I'm not talking about just physical flaws. Dig deeper into yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post 20 of your flaws (and if you can't think of 25, well, start going into details):&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm creepy.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm a slight germaphobe.&lt;br /&gt;4. I am extremely jealous.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm obsessive. &lt;br /&gt;6. I'm really not pretty.&lt;br /&gt;7. I know who I am, but I can't accept that.&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm not great at the things I love.&lt;br /&gt;9. I talk about people behind their backs all too much.&lt;br /&gt;10. I never take risks.&lt;br /&gt;11. I worry too much.&lt;br /&gt;12. My morbid curiosity is immense.&lt;br /&gt;13. I forgive too easily.&lt;br /&gt;14. I don't stand up for what I believe in enough.&lt;br /&gt;15. I don't speak up very often.&lt;br /&gt;16. I don't ask questions in class, even when I'm very confused.&lt;br /&gt;17. I'm too shy.&lt;br /&gt;18. I'm very self-conscious. &lt;br /&gt;19. I lack persistence.&lt;br /&gt;20. My dreams are too big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I could just go on forever. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I challenge anyone who's reading this to think about 20 of their flaws. And if you have a blog, post them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: Can you accept your flaws?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-3030653389075001116?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/3030653389075001116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-sky-presets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/3030653389075001116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/3030653389075001116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-sky-presets.html' title='A New Sky - The Presets'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-5051073058776879914</id><published>2009-11-04T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:57:58.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Duet - Never Shout Never</title><content type='html'>This song just makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Halloween was this past weekend, also my sister's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;And I went to a Halloween party and it was pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;Jordan and I were stealthy-ninja-robber-terrorists-Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty much amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r31/usherkat47/Halloween2009035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 533px;" src="http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r31/usherkat47/Halloween2009035.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's us with Lady Gaga and two cave women. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is Barbie and I. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r31/usherkat47/Halloween2009003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 533px;" src="http://i140.photobucket.com/albums/r31/usherkat47/Halloween2009003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah I look like a terrorist in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT A TERRORIST.&lt;br /&gt;Just had to clarify that to the government, you know. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That really creeps me out.&lt;br /&gt;That like anyone has access to this.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, maybe one day my future boss will be reading this exact blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;Hey Future Boss. :]&lt;br /&gt;No but seriously, people need to think before they post anything on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;It could ruin your life!&lt;br /&gt;I always try to take caution,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm all over the internet, so I'm probably already screwed.&lt;br /&gt;Kidding, I've never posted or said anything bad, I promise!&lt;br /&gt;I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the night: Will my future boss actually read this one day?&lt;br /&gt;(That is, if I don't become a rockstar. XD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-5051073058776879914?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/5051073058776879914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/11/duet-never-shout-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/5051073058776879914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/5051073058776879914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/11/duet-never-shout-never.html' title='The Duet - Never Shout Never'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-5326127910648654846</id><published>2009-10-25T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T18:15:31.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuki No Hana - Mika Nakashima</title><content type='html'>Goodness, I always seem to forget how much I love this song.&lt;br /&gt;It's very nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;That's my favourite word,&lt;br /&gt;just saying. XD&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually, that and obscure.&lt;br /&gt;It's just so... sexy. &lt;br /&gt;If a word can be sexy, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways!&lt;br /&gt;New blog layout.&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't remember my cbox's username, so there, I had to make a new one.&lt;br /&gt;Now all of my lovely messages are gone.. T_T;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, the more room for new ones?&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have much to say right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know why I chose this layout.&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, it just spoke to me, you know?&lt;br /&gt;Something about it felt right.&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I'm still sick.&lt;br /&gt;And I have to sing tomorrow for a concert, lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'ma hit the sack now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the night: Why is Vanessa Carlton so god darn talented?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-5326127910648654846?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/5326127910648654846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/10/yuki-no-hana-mika-nakashima.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/5326127910648654846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/5326127910648654846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/10/yuki-no-hana-mika-nakashima.html' title='Yuki No Hana - Mika Nakashima'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-4205032464908545601</id><published>2009-10-23T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T08:29:10.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfly - G-Dragon</title><content type='html'>Well, I saw this on Nan's blog, &lt;br /&gt;so therefore, it's survey time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How are you doing today?&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you think it's wrong for guys/girls to date someone younger than them?&lt;br /&gt;Not at all. Age is a mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You're pregnant, your boyfriend or ex pushes you down stairs, how do you act?&lt;br /&gt;Well, if I was pregnant at this age, I'd probably be happy, as horrible as that sounds.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want a baby in my life right now, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Name one person you wish you could fix things with, and why haven't you?&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sex ruins relationships, right?&lt;br /&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How many tattoos do you have? And how many do you want?&lt;br /&gt;I have none, and as cool as they are, I don't think I'll ever get one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What's something you're not looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;Working on a stupid history project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Who got you the jewelery you're wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Oh jeeze, many different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There's a serial killer inside your house. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably kill myself, I'd be so scare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever cried in front of your number one?&lt;br /&gt;Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;This is a survey for Myspace! XD&lt;br /&gt;And uhm, yes I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Where do you want to live when you're older?&lt;br /&gt;Japan. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Advisory last year.&lt;br /&gt;GO SLAYTON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Is there anybody you wish you could be spending time with right now?&lt;br /&gt;Sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you like hugs?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but no one likes to hug me. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you take any medication on a daily basis?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever fallen asleep with the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;Negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When was the last time you felt like just disappearing?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, all too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you wish someone would turn up at your front door right now?&lt;br /&gt;There's a few people I could name.. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Does anything on your body itch right now?&lt;br /&gt;My ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What are you wearing on your feet?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If you found out your ex was having a baby, what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have an ex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Does your last ex miss you?&lt;br /&gt;"  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What do you bite on more, your tongue, lip, or nails?&lt;br /&gt;My lip, I'm actually biting it as I type this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you want anything you can't have?&lt;br /&gt;Oh goodness yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When was the last time you smoked?&lt;br /&gt;Never. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What's on your mind?&lt;br /&gt;Your mom.&lt;br /&gt;Kidding, uhm, lots of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How was your last kiss?&lt;br /&gt;I've never been kissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Would you kiss that person again?&lt;br /&gt;"  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What does your twenty fourth text message say?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a cellphone either.&lt;br /&gt;God darnit, this survey makes me feel lame. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How many people have you liked this year?&lt;br /&gt;Deux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you know anyone named 'Michael'?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What's the weirdest thing you've ever done?&lt;br /&gt;Scratched Kristine's nose.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How did you meet the last person who texted you?&lt;br /&gt;No cellphone! &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How old will you be in 3 years?&lt;br /&gt;18.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh that's so scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You and your best friend fight a lot right?&lt;br /&gt;No, not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What's currently bothering you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Are you afraid of the dark?&lt;br /&gt;It depends where I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Would you ever consider piercing your lip?&lt;br /&gt;Eh... I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever gotten a sunburn so bad it hurt to move?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you toss &amp; turn for hours at night or fall right to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;It depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Has anyone ever hung up on you?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah yeah, good times. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Did you speak to your father today?&lt;br /&gt;No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Are you a forgiving person?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you hate the last guy you had a conversation with?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you babe?&lt;br /&gt;Aww yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What is something you like to do when you're down?&lt;br /&gt;Listen to music. &lt;br /&gt;But I do that all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you regret anything from your past?&lt;br /&gt;Well, of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How many people of the opposite sex have made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, not many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Are you missing anyone at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What was the last thing you and your mom talked about?&lt;br /&gt;That she didn't have to work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When was the last time you put gas in a car?&lt;br /&gt;Never, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What's the worst thing to happen to you in the last week?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Could you date someone who used poor grammar?&lt;br /&gt;Well, it depends.. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You get a text at 4AM saying "come outside." What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Well, if I had a cellphone...&lt;br /&gt;and it depends on the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you get overly emotional about small things?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, not usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you changed at all in the past three months?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Which car do you drive?&lt;br /&gt;I don't drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Is anyone mad at you right now?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;I always feel like everyone's against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Is life getting better or worse?&lt;br /&gt;Worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Plans for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Are you a heavy sleeper?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you remember the person you first kissed?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Look at your nails, do they need to be cut?&lt;br /&gt;Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When was the last time you saw your father?&lt;br /&gt;September 16, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What is something you disliked about your day?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ever really cried your heart out?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you smoked a cigarette today?&lt;br /&gt;Ew, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How many hours of sleep did you get last night?&lt;br /&gt;Like five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Can you cross your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What time in your life would you like to put on repeat forever?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Were your last three kisses from the same person?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever sent a text to the wrong person?&lt;br /&gt;fsdjkfhjfjf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What do you wear to bed?&lt;br /&gt;Pants and a tanktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When will your next kiss be?&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ever thought someone was breaking into your house?&lt;br /&gt;One time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever hurt yourself on purpose to get out of something?&lt;br /&gt;Haha no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What is your main ring tone on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;No. Cell. Phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How Many Drugs Have You Done In The Past Seven Days?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Does it bother you when someone hides things from you?&lt;br /&gt;Ohh god, yes. I'm such a curious person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Are you a morning person or a night person?&lt;br /&gt;Night person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Is it bad to be a forgiving person?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For people that don't know you what do they think your age usually is?&lt;br /&gt;Like 16-17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How many drinks does it take before you get drunk?&lt;br /&gt;I've never drank. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Are you one of those people who never drink soda?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Last song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly - G-Dragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you swallow gum when you're done with it?&lt;br /&gt;Who does that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Favorite day of the week?&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you like waking up to new texts in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;If I had a motherfracking cellphone, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What are your plans for your next birthday?&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking I'll just have a bunch of people over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What was your last dream about?&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Who is the last person to get in your pants?&lt;br /&gt;No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What's the reason behind your myspace song?&lt;br /&gt;It's my current song obsession.&lt;br /&gt;(Fainting Spells - AFI)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a really boring survey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-4205032464908545601?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/4205032464908545601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/10/butterfly-g-dragon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/4205032464908545601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/4205032464908545601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/10/butterfly-g-dragon.html' title='Butterfly - G-Dragon'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-6156151938244655830</id><published>2009-10-15T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T16:38:33.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>I feel like I've lost control of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's the same now.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I was a kid again.&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-6156151938244655830?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/6156151938244655830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/10/untitled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/6156151938244655830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/6156151938244655830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/10/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-6981833275674422521</id><published>2009-10-09T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T18:01:00.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Scene - Antic Cafe</title><content type='html'>Oh goodness, I haven't heard this song in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Good times with Jordan.&lt;br /&gt;No, but seriously, Teruki looks pretty good in this video, considering. XD&lt;br /&gt;Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;For those that don't know, Teruki is this really ugly drummer for this Jrock band.&lt;br /&gt;Emily Mc. is going to marry him. :D [NIPPLE PIERCINGS}&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll stop making this an inside joke blog. XD&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this is his ugly face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img507.imageshack.us/img507/5131/discokx4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://img507.imageshack.us/img507/5131/discokx4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a hottie..&lt;br /&gt;Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;This man, on the other hand....&lt;br /&gt;Bahahahahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;don't look up sexy man on google. XD&lt;br /&gt;Anyways!&lt;br /&gt;Youtube is failing so I can't post a lovely video of Alice Nine's sexyness.&lt;br /&gt;And a picture, just doesn't capture it all.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, just picture some really hot guy I guess.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Chace Crawford always works. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bittenandbound.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/chace-crawford-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 460px;" src="http://bittenandbound.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/chace-crawford-photo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I'm becoming ill/already ill.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know how! I use purrell like every 5 seconds of my life.&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of sad how much I use!&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, it sucks. Sore throat, post-nasal drip, sore body, you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sad Youtube isn't working. I'm really in the Alice Nine video watching mood. T_T&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm gonna go waste my life in some other form than blogging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the night: Do I seem familiar? I've crossed you in hallways a million times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay, so that was actually a quote, but regardless, Teddy Geiger is amazing. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-6981833275674422521?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/6981833275674422521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/10/snow-scenen-antic-cafe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/6981833275674422521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/6981833275674422521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/10/snow-scenen-antic-cafe.html' title='Snow Scene - Antic Cafe'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-2450935445594660954</id><published>2009-09-30T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T15:09:39.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change (In the House of Flies) - Deftones</title><content type='html'>This song is so depressing.&lt;br /&gt;Chino never fails to amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;His lyrics and voice are just indescribable. &lt;br /&gt;They just leave me pondering life and such, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Deftones really get to me.&lt;br /&gt;They're just magical and hit the spot, you know!&lt;br /&gt;I love bands that can do that.&lt;br /&gt;Just, I don't know even know, no words can express how certain music makes me feel.&lt;br /&gt;Dir en grey, Alice Nine, InnerPartySystem, Deftones, and The Urgency all "hit the spot".&lt;br /&gt;They make me feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;You know?&lt;br /&gt;Haha never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, very uneventful week so far.&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was fun!&lt;br /&gt;I had a good time just hanging out with all of my friends at the Harvest Market, even though I had to cut cheese for three hours..&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Good bonding time with some old friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Jesse McCartney song, doesn't hit the spot.&lt;br /&gt;Although, confession time.&lt;br /&gt;I love Jesse McCartney. XD&lt;br /&gt;He just has a good voice, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;And he's super hot, I mean come on! &lt;br /&gt;But this song is annoying. T_T&lt;br /&gt;And now I've officially run out of things to say.&lt;br /&gt;Ethan says hi. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: Evolution or the Bible? [I pick evolution]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-2450935445594660954?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/2450935445594660954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/09/change-in-house-of-flies-deftones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/2450935445594660954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/2450935445594660954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/09/change-in-house-of-flies-deftones.html' title='Change (In the House of Flies) - Deftones'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-6658156311562742449</id><published>2009-09-22T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:36:44.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Away With Murder - Jeffree Star</title><content type='html'>Who knew a transvestite could make amazing music?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Jeffree Star is incredible.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, if you like dirty techno, then he's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't, then you'd probably just say something rude like &lt;br /&gt;"Wow, he's a fag."&lt;br /&gt;I really hate hate.&lt;br /&gt;As cliche as that sounds, I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;Why do people have to be so rude and mean?&lt;br /&gt;Does calling someone a fag make you feel better about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it really shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;There's no purpose for telling one someone they're ugly or something's wrong it.&lt;br /&gt;I believe insults should just be banned.&lt;br /&gt;Although, I'm quite a hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;It's almost impossible not to use insults.&lt;br /&gt;They just kind of come natural.&lt;br /&gt;Which is really horrible!&lt;br /&gt;But my love for giving compliments makes up for the insults, I think. XD&lt;br /&gt;I really do love to give compliments.&lt;br /&gt;I know how happy it makes me for someone to compliment me, so why not make someone else's day?&lt;br /&gt;But only if the person says thank you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you disagree or can't take compliments, you could at least say thank you.&lt;br /&gt;People that don't say thank you really bother me.&lt;br /&gt;You know what else bothers me?&lt;br /&gt;People who don't hold the door open for someone behind them.&lt;br /&gt;They just open the door and keep their arms down like no one else matters.&lt;br /&gt;It's just so rude.&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to stand there with a big smile on your face, just push the door out so the next person doesn't have to have the door shut on their face.&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how many times that has happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;It just puts a serious damper on my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-6658156311562742449?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/6658156311562742449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/09/get-away-with-murder-jeffree-star.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/6658156311562742449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/6658156311562742449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/09/get-away-with-murder-jeffree-star.html' title='Get Away With Murder - Jeffree Star'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-560731382090559364</id><published>2009-09-17T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:35:07.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These Walls - Teddy Geiger</title><content type='html'>This song always makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;It just feels like instant motivation and inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Teddy Geiger&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm sorry I haven't blogged in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually really curious as to who read this.&lt;br /&gt;I've had a few people come up to me and be like, "oh hey, I saw your blog"&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, I can't remember. XD&lt;br /&gt;So if you're reading this, please leave me a comment on the comment box ----&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd really appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much new has happened.&lt;br /&gt;That was really strange grammar I just used.&lt;br /&gt;A kid from my school passed away just recently from Leukemia.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so horrible, I didn't know him well, but I did have advisory and algebra with him, so I did know him.&lt;br /&gt;He was a great kid and certainly didn't deserve to die.&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P. Patrick Devlin.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was also the two year anniversary of my dad's death.&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P. Daddy&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;well, uhm, I can't even think of anything.&lt;br /&gt;Life is too unexciting.&lt;br /&gt;It's really horrible.&lt;br /&gt;I really have nothing to write about.&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for this horrible boring and lame blog post.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, all of my entries are this boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: "The best way to cheer yourself up is to try to cheer somebody else up."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-560731382090559364?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/560731382090559364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/09/these-walls-teddy-geiger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/560731382090559364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/560731382090559364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/09/these-walls-teddy-geiger.html' title='These Walls - Teddy Geiger'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-2433509581368295351</id><published>2009-09-03T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T16:48:41.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Ordinary Love - Deftones</title><content type='html'>Oh goodness, I am full. &lt;br /&gt;*rubs stomach*&lt;br /&gt;Why must spaghetti be so delicious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways! School has started!&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;My classes are pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;Picture day is tomorrow and I'm freaking out about that.&lt;br /&gt;Smiling is not my thing.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;I should like stick my tongue out in my picture or something.&lt;br /&gt;Haha no, I wouldn't do that.&lt;br /&gt;It's very weird not to be a freshman anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I was so used to being the youngest, but now I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I also miss the seniors!!&lt;br /&gt;They were so amamzing...&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, this year will hopefully be good,&lt;br /&gt;and not too stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I went to the fair.&lt;br /&gt;Which was really fun except I think I'm losing my tolerance towards rides.&lt;br /&gt;I started feeling horrible after like the second ride, it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;But I still had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;I also went to two parties, which both were super fun.&lt;br /&gt;It was also great to see Audrey [who lives in France and was visiting]&lt;br /&gt;Playing Rockband was definitely the highlight.&lt;br /&gt;Nayo and I rock at singing Aerosmith. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Big Brother is on tonight, and I'm so ready!&lt;br /&gt;But I won't bable on about that, cause no one will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: Why do I fail so horribly at History?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-2433509581368295351?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/2433509581368295351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-ordinary-love-deftones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/2433509581368295351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/2433509581368295351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-ordinary-love-deftones.html' title='No Ordinary Love - Deftones'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-6084626728512564863</id><published>2009-08-27T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T09:43:45.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbreaker - G-Dragon</title><content type='html'>This song is so catchy, you have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me wanna get up and dance!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've had a very eventful two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I've gone camping twice and had a blast both times.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of good memories were made. &lt;br /&gt;And I also saw The Time Traveler's Wife.&lt;br /&gt;It really good, but not as good as I was expecting.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm worried that I might be getting sick.. *glares at Emily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got purple highlights!&lt;br /&gt;But no pictures yet, cause I'm really not presentable right now. XD&lt;br /&gt;But I love them!&lt;br /&gt;It's such like a rich and royal purple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I don't have much to say even though so much has happened.&lt;br /&gt;Two parties coming up, school starts next wednesday, and then the fair.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Jordan and I are seeing The Final Destination as well. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"You can't love yourself, until you can laugh at yourself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I've decided that rather ending every blog with a question, sometimes I'll end it with a quote.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-6084626728512564863?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/6084626728512564863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/08/heartbreaker-g-dragon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/6084626728512564863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/6084626728512564863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/08/heartbreaker-g-dragon.html' title='Heartbreaker - G-Dragon'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-2980004897303551243</id><published>2009-08-18T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T16:46:13.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dandelion - Nicole Richie</title><content type='html'>Okay, let me start off by saying that Nicole Richie needs to sing more.&lt;br /&gt;She has an amazing voice.&lt;br /&gt;And this song is so catchy, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways!&lt;br /&gt;I feel like ranting today.&lt;br /&gt;About what?&lt;br /&gt;Posers.&lt;br /&gt;Because nothing ticks me off more than posers.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, just be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Why must you try so hard to be something you're not?&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand why people are like this.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna lie, I was quite the poser in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Looking through old conversations, photos, etc,&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I wasn't myself at all.&lt;br /&gt;I would say things to make myself seem cool.&lt;br /&gt;I thought being scene/emo was the coolest thing in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I didn't get very far in that.&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm so embarrassed by myself.&lt;br /&gt;Why did I try so hard to be someone I'm clearly not?&lt;br /&gt;I think being yourself is much cooler than following any trends.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna lie anymore just to seem cool.&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit,&lt;br /&gt;I love Miley Cyrus's new song 'Party in the USA'&lt;br /&gt;I think Demi Lovato is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I went to a Mitchel Musso concert and I think he's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Teddy Geiger makes me happier than most music.&lt;br /&gt;I listen to Jesse McCartney, Hilary Duff, and Aly &amp; Aj quite often.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna lie just to seem soo awesome or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Lying isn't cool.&lt;br /&gt;And trying to be something you're not, IS lying.&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your whole life trying to be someone else, dig deep down for the person you are.&lt;br /&gt;There IS a difference between being a poser and trying to find yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Stand up to what you believe and be who you want to be.&lt;br /&gt;Stay true; just be you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the night: Where did all of this motivational speaking come from?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-2980004897303551243?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/2980004897303551243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/08/dandelion-nicole-richie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/2980004897303551243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/2980004897303551243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/08/dandelion-nicole-richie.html' title='Dandelion - Nicole Richie'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-3413503372569342126</id><published>2009-08-17T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T19:54:43.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outta Here - Esmee Denters</title><content type='html'>Well, I need to blog and I don't have much to talk about soooo&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing a lame photobucket survey, cause I like photos and these are always funny. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Answer the questions below&lt;br /&gt;2) Take each answer and type it into Photobucket&lt;br /&gt;3) Take any picture from the first page of results and post. (click on the picture and copy the HTML code)**Sometimes like in my case, the first page doesnt come up with the right answers, so go ahead and flip from page to page.&lt;br /&gt;4) You can't copy the persons answers who posted this before you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The age you will be on your next birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/16/RCarley14/16.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i705.photobucket.com/albums/ww57/RCarley14/16.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Place you want to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/japan" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i646.photobucket.com/albums/uu184/LilPandaBear/Japan/18bbe2949a24d549.jpg" border="0" alt="Japan Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your favorite place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/home" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x195/too_damn_funky/home.png" border="0" alt="home Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Your favorite object?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/zune" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll182/SnyderFamily_MD/Ebay%20Stuff/Zune2.jpg" border="0" alt="Zune 2 Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Your favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/quasadilla" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v221/kawaiigakibaby/fiesta/FIESTA072.jpg" border="0" alt="the quasadilla is alive... Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What is your favorite animal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/cat" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj16/palmfu/cat.jpg" border="0" alt="cat Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What is your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/green" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee221/VhsLegend/Features/800px-Zap_Concept_Car.jpg" border="0" alt="Driving Green, Andy N. Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! It's the three wheeled car that iJustine video taped!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Town in which you were born?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/underhill" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i654.photobucket.com/albums/uu265/themaskedbandita/Underhill.jpg" border="0" alt="Underhill Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the frack does this relate to the town I was born in...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Name of your pet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/lacey" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i235.photobucket.com/albums/ee24/Lost-love16/lacy.jpg" border="0" alt="Lacey Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl is gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Name of the person you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/hiroto" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i562.photobucket.com/albums/ss68/kizunashin/11513.jpg" border="0" alt="Hiroto Jacket Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Your nickname?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/kitty" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1016.photobucket.com/albums/af288/angyrast/kitty.jpg" border="0" alt="kitty Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/prince" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i400.photobucket.com/albums/pp85/JustBon/Prince.jpg" border="0" alt="Prince Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/daidai" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d34/Icyinks/Die2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="DaiDai Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/lorri" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i200.photobucket.com/albums/aa271/alex9_pimp/LORRIEE.jpg" border="0" alt="+lorri Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Your last name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/shattuck" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f111/piesmasher21/SpiralStaircase-ShattuckEstate.jpg" border="0" alt="&amp;amp;quot;Spiral Staircase&amp;amp;quot; - Shattuck Estate Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Your first job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/no%20job" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn60/seraphinango/11-me/8.jpg" border="0" alt="job Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Your grandmother's name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/dorothy" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i460.photobucket.com/albums/qq323/Pickardsgal/glider%20sharing/Dorothy2.jpg" border="0" alt="Dorothy Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What did you want to be when you grew up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/rockstar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i692.photobucket.com/albums/vv283/alexes_montalvo/rockstar.jpg" border="0" alt="rockstar Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What kind of car do you drive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/dont%20have%20a%20car" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h29/frankthetank_07/troly.jpg" border="0" alt="Lifes Hard When You Dont Have A Car -SanDiego,CA Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What color hair do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/brown" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u252/lauralegs2003/Brown-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Brown Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lmao* Is that a transvestite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is the closest holiday to your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/fathers%20day" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i985.photobucket.com/albums/ae336/GIBRAN_04/100_0853.jpg" border="0" alt="FATHERS DAY Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What color are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/hazel" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i602.photobucket.com/albums/tt106/brooks_boi/doqq1.jpg" border="0" alt="hazel Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Who is your celebrity crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/hiroto" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i267.photobucket.com/albums/ii300/Abishokaya/Alice%20Nine/Eraser/hirottto.jpg" border="0" alt="Hiroto Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teheh he was blonde then! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who is you favorite actor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/chace%20crawford" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn57/wana_ninja/chace.jpg" border="0" alt="chace crawford:] Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/zachary%20quinto" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt33/viletja/Heroes/Hotness.jpg" border="0" alt="Hotness Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Who is your favorite actress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/rachel%20mcadams" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i261.photobucket.com/albums/ii41/lifesizedollx3/untitled2.jpg" border="0" alt="rachel mcadams Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Favourite band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/alice%20nine" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i267.photobucket.com/albums/ii300/Abishokaya/Alice%20Nine/aliceninenewyearscomment.gif" border="0" alt="alice nine. Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/dir%20en%20grey" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i622.photobucket.com/albums/tt310/Kao_no_Kame/Direngrey097.jpg" border="0" alt="Dir en grey Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Who is your hero/idol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/skye%20sweetnam" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k13/crimsondeath00/l_0548131c23577addc6d28ea692232446.jpg" border="0" alt="Skye Sweetnam Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What's your favourite TV show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/so%20you%20think%20you%20can%20dance" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t130/killerofthesky/Icons/Other%20Books%20Movies%20TV/finale12.gif" border="0" alt="Mark - look from The Garden routine Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/heroes" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q293/crazyplayer512/heroesforblogbackground.jpg" border="0" alt="heroes comic Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/big%20brother" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/Jamie_lynn291/ggggg.jpg" border="0" alt="Big Brother Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it. XD&lt;br /&gt;Some of those pictures make absolutely no sense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the night: What is the cure for guilt?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-3413503372569342126?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/3413503372569342126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/08/outta-here-esmee-denters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/3413503372569342126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/3413503372569342126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/08/outta-here-esmee-denters.html' title='Outta Here - Esmee Denters'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i646.photobucket.com/albums/uu184/LilPandaBear/Japan/th_18bbe2949a24d549.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-2276207337708221369</id><published>2009-08-11T20:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:51:05.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Middle - Demi Lovato</title><content type='html'>Oh jeeze, it's been awhile since I've blogged!&lt;br /&gt;My bad. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo so first off I went to the Metro Station concert&lt;br /&gt;and it was probably the best night of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Although, I'm sad I couldn't experience the night with my best friend. T_T&lt;br /&gt;I'm also sad I couldn't meet Metro Station, but Trace apologized on twitter so it's all good. :D&lt;br /&gt;I kind of have new found love for Trace Cyrus.&lt;br /&gt;He's amazing&lt;br /&gt;and really hot in person. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm really glad to hear from Adina and Delia!&lt;br /&gt;I haven't spoken to those two in a very long time!&lt;br /&gt;It makes me miss I was still on JapanForum, that kept us all together so well..&lt;br /&gt;But now it sucks there.&lt;br /&gt;I went there the other day, and there was like no one online!&lt;br /&gt;I was like wow..&lt;br /&gt;Now I've found more awesome Forums, but nothing is like the old JF *heart breaks*&lt;br /&gt;I met some amazing people on there. :D&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm I don't really have much to say in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;I just thought it was time to do a little update, so here it.&lt;br /&gt;A lame update, but that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really strange to be the only person awake in my house...&lt;br /&gt;*starts worrying*&lt;br /&gt;Hehe kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Or not.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the night: How are kittens so adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-2276207337708221369?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/2276207337708221369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/08/middle-demi-lovato.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/2276207337708221369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/2276207337708221369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/08/middle-demi-lovato.html' title='The Middle - Demi Lovato'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-6212424527147884651</id><published>2009-08-01T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T21:11:24.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories - The Urgency</title><content type='html'>This song makes me want to think about the past,&lt;br /&gt;And just contemplate about everything that once happened.&lt;br /&gt;It amazes me how fast everything can change.&lt;br /&gt;How the future is so much different than what you wanted it to be.&lt;br /&gt;And that maybe if you went back into the past,&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn't be where you are today.&lt;br /&gt;It's incredible to think that even the slightest choices I made when I was younger can effect me now.&lt;br /&gt;Where would I be now if I hadn't made friends with those people?&lt;br /&gt;Where would I be now if I hadn't been a good student?&lt;br /&gt;You know, just simple questions like that.&lt;br /&gt;It's really interesting to ponder these questions.&lt;br /&gt;Every little action I make greatly effects me.&lt;br /&gt;And making the wrong choice could be life ruining.&lt;br /&gt;It kind of scares me a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's why I fail at making decisions,&lt;br /&gt;because I don't wanna make the wrong one.&lt;br /&gt;Even though sometimes there is no right answer,&lt;br /&gt;but to me,&lt;br /&gt;it always feels like there is a right choice.&lt;br /&gt;And that one mistake will crush everything.&lt;br /&gt;So instead, I don't decide at all,&lt;br /&gt;I put the fate in someone elses hands.&lt;br /&gt;Which, in itself could be a horrible options and could damage everything much worse than if I were to decide.&lt;br /&gt;But for some reason,&lt;br /&gt;it always feels right.&lt;br /&gt;Like the people around me know what they're doing&lt;br /&gt;and they wouldn't let me down.&lt;br /&gt;I think I put too much trust in people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog probably makes no sense, but I just wanted to get some thoughts out.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know where this all came from, hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the night[well, day now.]: Is it better for a person to think too much or to not think enough about their actions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-6212424527147884651?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/6212424527147884651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/08/memories-urgency.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/6212424527147884651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/6212424527147884651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/08/memories-urgency.html' title='Memories - The Urgency'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-2687641093973374651</id><published>2009-07-27T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:01:50.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Antigenie - Hype-Moi</title><content type='html'>Well, because I'm bored and have no life, I'm going to do one of those Myspace/Facebook bulletin things and list 25 random things about me. XD And rather then posting it on Myspace or Facebook, I'll post it on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My old mp3 player was named Curvy by Mikaela and I, but yet, I always referred to it as my boyfriend. That's not right.&lt;br /&gt;2. Kristine and I once made a Bratz movie remake of Mean Girls. It was the greatest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a fear of midgits, no joke. I have nothing against them, they just really scare me and I'm not quite sure.&lt;br /&gt;4. When I was younger, my teachers all thought I needed lessons on how to use scissors. I never had those lessons and to this day, I still fail at using scissors. [Especially when it comes to cutting perfect squares...]&lt;br /&gt;5. I don't like black and white photos/movies. I prefer to see the world in color.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm a slight germ-a-phobe. My hands randomly feel dirty all day long, even when they aren't dirty. It's kind of annoying.&lt;br /&gt;7. Not to mention, I'm also slightly paranoid. [I've seen way too many scary movies]&lt;br /&gt;8. I wish I spoke Japanese more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;9. Nan and Adina are my online best friends. :D&lt;br /&gt;10. I don't look good in any sunglasses; at all.&lt;br /&gt;11. In 6th grade, I had the biggest obsession with the song "Grillz" by Nelly. I know all the words.&lt;br /&gt;12. I think I was black in my past life. Or maybe Asian, I'm really not sure.&lt;br /&gt;13. Getting letters/things in the mail makes happier than ever.&lt;br /&gt;14. I think InnerPartySystem has the best lyrics. I'm always quoting them.&lt;br /&gt;15. I have a thing for older men...&lt;br /&gt;16. Tidus is the hottest video game character ever.&lt;br /&gt;17. I've probably seen Mean Girls at least 20 times.&lt;br /&gt;18. If you ever want to make me go insane, cough or sneeze in your hands.&lt;br /&gt;19. I like to draw hearts on my hands with sharpies.&lt;br /&gt;20. Don't ever get me started on Alice Nine or Dir en grey. I will never shut up.&lt;br /&gt;21. Orange juice makes me feel healthy.&lt;br /&gt;22. I like the left side of my face better than the right side.&lt;br /&gt;23. Marilyn Manson fascinates me like no other.&lt;br /&gt;24. Jade Puget needs to blog more often.&lt;br /&gt;25. I need to wash my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: Why did I just waste that much time of life to write that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-2687641093973374651?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/2687641093973374651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/antigenie-hype-moi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/2687641093973374651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/2687641093973374651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/antigenie-hype-moi.html' title='Antigenie - Hype-Moi'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-3191741341928980657</id><published>2009-07-26T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T11:06:59.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah - THE KIDDIE</title><content type='html'>Recently, I've been getting back into Jrock.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I ever left it, but now I've been discovering new Jrock artists and expanding my Jrock range.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how much I love it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, theres just something about the Japanese language that's just so interesting and nice to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;Jrock is so original and unlike any other music styles.&lt;br /&gt;Just the outfits and appearance is so wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nanoda.com/public/images/07505884f8e375f9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://www.nanoda.com/public/images/07505884f8e375f9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww Dir en grey ten years ago!&lt;br /&gt;My, how they've grown up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://natalie.mu/media/0901/0103/DIR_EN_GREY/extra/news_large_DIR_EN_GREY_UROBOROS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 458px; height: 305px;" src="http://natalie.mu/media/0901/0103/DIR_EN_GREY/extra/news_large_DIR_EN_GREY_UROBOROS.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy listening to French music as well.&lt;br /&gt;French is such a beautiful language and it makes even prettier music.&lt;br /&gt;But I haven't had any luck finding any French screamo.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the French music I've found is very relaxing and acoustic-ish.&lt;br /&gt;With the exception of Yelle, which is something I'd normally never listen to, but I think the fact that it's in French makes it so much better.&lt;br /&gt;Her lyrics are really inappropriate. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fechadevencimiento.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/153423964120071114115256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 377px;" src="http://www.fechadevencimiento.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/153423964120071114115256.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a very lazy Sunday for me.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so exhausted right now, like I could go to sleep for another eight hours.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even sure why...&lt;br /&gt;*stretches*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi! I forgot to mention I got a kitten.&lt;br /&gt;She's grey, white, and so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;We're pretty stuck on calling her Lacey, which I love that name so it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SmyZdOwhSOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/HsM7xrNhY38/s1600-h/100_8126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SmyZdOwhSOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/HsM7xrNhY38/s320/100_8126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362829983748278498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: Can the weather please make up it's mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-3191741341928980657?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/3191741341928980657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/noah-kiddie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/3191741341928980657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/3191741341928980657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/noah-kiddie.html' title='Noah - THE KIDDIE'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SmyZdOwhSOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/HsM7xrNhY38/s72-c/100_8126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-2446691401877823538</id><published>2009-07-23T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:03:00.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hana - Alice Nine</title><content type='html'>Alice Nine released a PV two days ago and I only found out about it today?&lt;br /&gt;What's happening to me!?!&lt;br /&gt;I'm honestly, ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;*sulks in corner*&lt;br /&gt;But anyways!&lt;br /&gt;THE SONG AND PV ARE BEAUTIFUL!&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;It had that same funk and awesomeness that RAINBOWS has, which makes me die a little bit inside.&lt;br /&gt;It really surprised me because not only was there an amazing guitar solo [performed by Hiroto&lt;3] but there was also a bass and drum solo!&lt;br /&gt;Like WTF?&lt;br /&gt;ALL IN ONE SONG!&lt;br /&gt;That's sex, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;And the video!&lt;br /&gt;*passes out*&lt;br /&gt;They. looked. hot.&lt;br /&gt;One word:&lt;br /&gt;Hiroto...&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I will stop myself before I get creepy...&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;And that whole little Saga whispering to Shou, what was that!&lt;br /&gt;Oh jeeze.&lt;br /&gt;This blog probably makes no sense to anyone [besides a few of my lovelies&lt;3]&lt;br /&gt;But I just had to let my inner-fangirl express herself for a second.&lt;br /&gt;I'm good now. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I need to brush my hair.&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps eat something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: Why am I so strange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-2446691401877823538?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/2446691401877823538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/hana-alice-nine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/2446691401877823538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/2446691401877823538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/hana-alice-nine.html' title='Hana - Alice Nine'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-7044579954286700512</id><published>2009-07-20T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T10:12:09.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Electrified - Sincerely, The Management</title><content type='html'>I like discovering new bands&lt;br /&gt;and free albums!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I don't think the guy was supposed to be handing out free CDs, but whatever, it works for me.&lt;br /&gt;So last night was the Boys Like Girls, NeverShoutNever, and The Ready Set.&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;All the bands were really incredible and fun.&lt;br /&gt;It really sucked though, the drummer of Boys Like Girls broke his finger, so he had to go to the hospital and they had to finish the set accoustic.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, it was still incredible.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so upset the bands didn't come and sign things.&lt;br /&gt;I was dying to meet Chris and Jordan. T_T&lt;br /&gt;Jordan is so beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;hahah I feel weird typing that, maybe I should put a W. after his name so I don't feel like I'm talking about my best friend. XD&lt;br /&gt;Well, Jordan is beautiful too, but haha nevermind. XD&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was a great night, and I can't wait for BLG to come back here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my new shirt. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SmSk-aCe0SI/AAAAAAAAAAw/lYGKBbymGtY/s1600-h/100_8022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SmSk-aCe0SI/AAAAAAAAAAw/lYGKBbymGtY/s320/100_8022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360590848526307618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm out of things to say so I'll finish now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: What is Chino ever talking about? O_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-7044579954286700512?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/7044579954286700512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/electrified-sincerely-management.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/7044579954286700512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/7044579954286700512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/electrified-sincerely-management.html' title='Electrified - Sincerely, The Management'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SmSk-aCe0SI/AAAAAAAAAAw/lYGKBbymGtY/s72-c/100_8022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-1721273854757632548</id><published>2009-07-17T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T13:57:20.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Violet Hill - Coldplay</title><content type='html'>Ahh it feels so nice to listen to something other than Boys Like Girls.&lt;br /&gt;That's all I've been listening to all day and I'm kind of going insane now.&lt;br /&gt;Sure they're good and all, but you can only listen to their songs so many times.&lt;br /&gt;But I suppose I should memorize the songs though...&lt;br /&gt;The concert is on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited! :D&lt;br /&gt;I hope I get to hug Chris and Jordan.&lt;br /&gt;They both just exude cuteness. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i43.tinypic.com/6rpjk1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 394px;" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/6rpjk1.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[He has really ugly feet. XD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bostontip.com/images/content/25a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://www.bostontip.com/images/content/25a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today I've done pretty much nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I watched Kupono's last episode on So You Think You Can Dance.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooo depressed he got eliminated.&lt;br /&gt;I loved him... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.dailyradar.com/media/uploads/showhype/story_large/2009/06/09/aweau_pono.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 472px; height: 414px;" src="http://images.dailyradar.com/media/uploads/showhype/story_large/2009/06/09/aweau_pono.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying pictures today if you haven't noticed. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, later today I'm going to Moya's party and I'm excited because I'm sure it'll be fun.&lt;br /&gt;It's too bad the weather is really sucky today, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;It's thundering out.&lt;br /&gt;This hasn't been a good summer at all. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this cell phone very very badly. XD&lt;br /&gt;http://www.wireless.att.com/cell-phone-service/cell-phone-details/?device=LG+Neon%28TM%29&amp;amp;q_sku=sku3790232#tabModule&lt;br /&gt;My mother finally agreed that I need a cellphone!&lt;br /&gt;WOO!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: Why is it called a "building" when its already built?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-1721273854757632548?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/1721273854757632548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/violet-hill-coldplay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/1721273854757632548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/1721273854757632548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/violet-hill-coldplay.html' title='Violet Hill - Coldplay'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/6rpjk1_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-2876104954655182197</id><published>2009-07-14T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T15:19:15.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes on Fire - Blue Foundation</title><content type='html'>I really hate the fact that this song is in Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;This song is brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways!&lt;br /&gt;I am exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Two hours of sleep is not fun.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we bother pulling all nighters?&lt;br /&gt;Well, we managed to make two amazing movies! &lt;br /&gt;[Nothing beats Peter Pan though. That video is going down in history. XD]&lt;br /&gt;One was about super heroes.&lt;br /&gt;Oh jeeze, that video made my day.&lt;br /&gt;Tool guy...&lt;br /&gt;Kristine has to put that up on facebook and then I'm totally uploading it to youtube.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;And the other video was a scary film.&lt;br /&gt;Although, it's not scary at all, hahah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a stealthy ninja in that video, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;I even have a super sneaky outfit change! &lt;br /&gt;Haha that one better be uploaded to facebook as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, Emily had a party and it was very fun.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of headbanging, drama, girl on girl kissing, dancing, and singing in horrible voices at 4 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Good times.&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm so exhausted and I have a major headache from not drinking like any water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what really ticks me off?&lt;br /&gt;Well, lots of things, but anyways.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that Demi Lovato is signed to Disney.&lt;br /&gt;Her talent blows me away.&lt;br /&gt;Her voice is incredible and you can tell she has that edge in her that Disney is blocking.&lt;br /&gt;I think she would have been so much better off with a different record label.&lt;br /&gt;I really hate to admit that I enjoy her music.&lt;br /&gt;Her acting fails though.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: How can someone draw a blank?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-2876104954655182197?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/2876104954655182197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/eyes-on-fire-blue-foundation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/2876104954655182197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/2876104954655182197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/eyes-on-fire-blue-foundation.html' title='Eyes on Fire - Blue Foundation'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-3383505434251290097</id><published>2009-07-12T19:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T09:35:55.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amber - Dir en grey</title><content type='html'>Jeeze, I'm always listening to Diru when writing a blog. XD&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my internet had been gone for about three days, &lt;br /&gt;so I pretty much died. &lt;br /&gt;But now it's back and I'm happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I feel really inspired and poetic right now,&lt;br /&gt;but nothing is coming out. XD&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to talk about, haha.&lt;br /&gt;And this song is too depressing for me right now.&lt;br /&gt;*changes song*&lt;br /&gt;Kimi ni negai wo - Miyavi&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh this is a great song. &lt;br /&gt;It always puts a smile on my face. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what to talk about..?&lt;br /&gt;Saving all of my photos on my computer is a very difficult task.&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop bringing my camera places. XD&lt;br /&gt;I also need to stop saving Alice Nine photos.&lt;br /&gt;Nope, that's not gonna happen. &lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I love this song, I feel like skipping it.&lt;br /&gt;*skips*&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the Silence - Anberlin (cover)&lt;br /&gt;Good, good song.&lt;br /&gt;Depeche Mode are geniuses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I have nothing to write about.&lt;br /&gt;AFI releases their new album September 29th! &lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;I am so beyond excited!&lt;br /&gt;They haven't released anything since 2006, that's just not right!&lt;br /&gt;And Davey's voice has improved so much! It shows in Blaqk Audio.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I made a Sims family and named the guy Jade.&lt;br /&gt;Although, he looks nothing like Jade, except for the Jade burns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dic.academic.ru/pictures/enwiki/74/Jadepuget.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 744px;" src="http://dic.academic.ru/pictures/enwiki/74/Jadepuget.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Nan, I totally made that picture huge because I know how much you love Jade Puget. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think Veronica Mars is calling me, so I'm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: Should vegetarians eat animal crackers? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[That question made me laugh really hard. XD]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-3383505434251290097?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/3383505434251290097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/amber-dir-en-grey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/3383505434251290097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/3383505434251290097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/amber-dir-en-grey.html' title='Amber - Dir en grey'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-7444921325886653411</id><published>2009-07-07T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:50:55.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Own Summer - Deftones</title><content type='html'>I think I've died.&lt;br /&gt;Or vanished or something.&lt;br /&gt;I've barely spoken to any of friends this past week,&lt;br /&gt;and the only friends that I have talked to, it's been online.&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm convinced that either&lt;br /&gt;everyone suddenly hates me&lt;br /&gt;or they've just completely forgotten I exist.&lt;br /&gt;I'll come to school this fall and everyone'll be like&lt;br /&gt;"Who's that new kid?"&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;I bet I can go this whole summer without one person calling me.&lt;br /&gt;This is my new test.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna call one person, until they call me.&lt;br /&gt;See how forgotten/hated I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note, I bought the new Killswitch Engage album.&lt;br /&gt;It's really incredibly and I love it. :D&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason, my mother randomly suggests to buy me a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;I'm curious as to what drugs she's taking. O_O&lt;br /&gt;But whatever, I won't protest. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: Uhm... hmm... eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-7444921325886653411?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/7444921325886653411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-own-summer-deftones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/7444921325886653411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/7444921325886653411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-own-summer-deftones.html' title='My Own Summer - Deftones'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-6457010898193013260</id><published>2009-07-04T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:03:19.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Children of the Night - The Blackout</title><content type='html'>I love my friends. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love sarcasm. -___-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-6457010898193013260?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/6457010898193013260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/children-of-night-blackout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/6457010898193013260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/6457010898193013260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/children-of-night-blackout.html' title='Children of the Night - The Blackout'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-4291904319860466551</id><published>2009-07-03T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T14:46:48.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heads Will Roll - Yeah Yeah Yeahs</title><content type='html'>I have recently become very obsessed with this song.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure why either. It's not something I would normally like, but it's so addicting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the weather is absolutely disgusting here.&lt;br /&gt;Rain, rain, rain!&lt;br /&gt;Rain, rain, go away!&lt;br /&gt;Come back.. some other day?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know that song very well.&lt;br /&gt;The itsy, bitsy spider!&lt;br /&gt;Hahah I'll stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have nothing to write about.&lt;br /&gt;My life is beyond unexciting.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. tomorrow is the fourth of July&lt;br /&gt;and I'll probably be doing nothing, like I do every year.&lt;br /&gt;My house smells like strawberry jam.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was by far the dumbest, most pointless blog I have ever written in my life.&lt;br /&gt;And it only wasted like 3 minutes of my time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day:  Why does an alarm clock "go off" when it begins ringing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-4291904319860466551?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/4291904319860466551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/heads-will-roll-yeah-yeah-yeahs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/4291904319860466551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/4291904319860466551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/heads-will-roll-yeah-yeah-yeahs.html' title='Heads Will Roll - Yeah Yeah Yeahs'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-7255809291541216089</id><published>2009-07-01T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T08:58:30.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toguro - Dir en grey</title><content type='html'>This song is by far in my top 5 favourite songs.&lt;br /&gt;IT"S AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like nobody actually likes you?&lt;br /&gt;That all along, they're only been pretending to be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;They don't want to leave you though, because they don't think you'll ever make any other friends.&lt;br /&gt;They just make you feel worthless all the time and never think about you.&lt;br /&gt;They make you feel completely invisible.&lt;br /&gt;As if, you've never really mattered.&lt;br /&gt;And no matter how kind and considerate you are to them,&lt;br /&gt;they just don't care.&lt;br /&gt;You don't mean anything to them at all.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know where I'm going with this, just having a little self-pity moment and I wanted to get my thoughts out.&lt;br /&gt;But I suppose that's the purpose of a blog, well, not the self-pitying part, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;So far, this summer has been really lonely and boring. I've barely seen any of my friends at all.&lt;br /&gt;I really miss Jordan. T_T;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a reject without her.&lt;br /&gt;She's pretty much my life support.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how after only a few weeks,&lt;br /&gt;I already miss her more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;Life without my best friend isn't the same.&lt;br /&gt;Satan is lost without Ding-Dong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: What's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-7255809291541216089?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/7255809291541216089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/toguro-dir-en-grey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/7255809291541216089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/7255809291541216089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/07/toguro-dir-en-grey.html' title='Toguro - Dir en grey'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-8947974160617405878</id><published>2009-06-30T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T11:53:19.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agitated Screams of Maggots - Dir en grey</title><content type='html'>Well, I was just sitting here,&lt;br /&gt;watching the Dir en grey tour DVD 'The Rose Trims Again'&lt;br /&gt;And thought, "Hmm I haven't blogged in awhile, perhaps I should."&lt;br /&gt;So here I am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;This DVD is so amazing, I'm only on the third song and man, I feel like I've neglected Dir en grey recently.&lt;br /&gt;They're such an outstanding band, really, really incredible. I can't even use words to describe how much respect I have for them.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm gonna stop myself now, 'cause I could go on for forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, recently, many people have died, which is extremely depressing and may they all rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;[I don't feel like talking about dead people right now.]&lt;br /&gt;But what else is there to talk about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this weekend I hung out with Kristine and Emily for awhile, and a little bit with Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice because I hadn't hung out with them in quite awhile.&lt;br /&gt;We also went shopping and I actually bought a bikini.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I owned one before, but this time I'm actually going to wear!&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, that probably means nothing to some people, but my closest friends know that's a big deal for my-extremely-uncomfortable-with-my-body-self. XD&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta get a tan now..&lt;br /&gt;This DVD is highly distracting me, so I suppose I will stop writing now.&lt;br /&gt;H0pefully I'm getting my hair dyed this week.&lt;br /&gt;If I don't, I'll be very unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killswitch Engage's new album comes out today! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day: Why are Dir en grey so incredible? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-8947974160617405878?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/8947974160617405878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/06/agitated-screams-of-maggots-dir-en-grey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/8947974160617405878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/8947974160617405878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/06/agitated-screams-of-maggots-dir-en-grey.html' title='Agitated Screams of Maggots - Dir en grey'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-7877864582660892777</id><published>2009-06-24T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T15:43:36.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dai The Flu - Deftones</title><content type='html'>Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I have bangs. :D&lt;br /&gt;No pictures yet, though, because I don't have the highlights yet, and if I'm gonna upload a picture I wanna show the whole shi-bang. XD [hahah okay, that was an unintentional pun]&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite fond of them though. I needed a nice change and this certainly is it.&lt;br /&gt;My hair also feels a lot shorter, it makes me sad.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;But, it'll grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, nothing else is new with me.&lt;br /&gt;And I really don't have anything exciting to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I can now fix my bangs like Jade Puget!&lt;br /&gt;Haha sorry, that random, but 'Love Like Winter' just started playing.&lt;br /&gt;Jade Puget fixes his bangs quite amazingly, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0FZF3qiW4vA&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0FZF3qiW4vA&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's quite beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think I'm going to go watch a movie now.&lt;br /&gt;What movie, I'm really not sure.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh quizas RV, I love that movie.&lt;br /&gt;[Quizas means perhaps in Spanish, I don't speak Spanish but that word is so much fun to say. XD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day/night: &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#800000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why                 isn't phonetic spelled the way it sounds?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-7877864582660892777?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/7877864582660892777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/06/dai-flu-deftones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/7877864582660892777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/7877864582660892777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/06/dai-flu-deftones.html' title='Dai The Flu - Deftones'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-1792231792656617030</id><published>2009-06-22T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:42:33.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy - NeverShoutNever!</title><content type='html'>So I've realized that the more and more I listen to NeverShoutNever!, the more addicted I become.&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me much more excited for the concert!&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I get to meet the bands, cause that would make me happy! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today is yet another day I get to spend sitting around being a lazy bum. XD&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get out, I feel people deprived. Well, more like friend deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know why I'm making this entry, I have absolutely nothing to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I'm very excited about this: http://www.erickwithnok.com/post/128134432/tim-burtons-&lt;leo_highlight style="border-bottom: 2px solid rgb(255, 255, 150); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; display: inline; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" id="leoHighlights_Underline_0" onclick="leoHighlightsHandleClick('leoHighlights_Underline_0')" onmouseover="leoHighlightsHandleMouseOver('leoHighlights_Underline_0')" onmouseout="leoHighlightsHandleMouseOut('leoHighlights_Underline_0')" leohighlights_keywords="alice in wonderland" leohighlights_url="http%3A//thebrowserhighlighter.com/leonardo/highlights/keywords?keywords%3Dalice%20in%20wonderland"&gt;alice-in-wonderland&lt;/leo_highlight&gt;-brand-new-pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;leo_highlight style="border-bottom: 2px solid rgb(255, 255, 150); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; display: inline; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" id="leoHighlights_Underline_1" onclick="leoHighlightsHandleClick('leoHighlights_Underline_1')" onmouseover="leoHighlightsHandleMouseOver('leoHighlights_Underline_1')" onmouseout="leoHighlightsHandleMouseOut('leoHighlights_Underline_1')" leohighlights_keywords="alice in wonderland" leohighlights_url="http%3A//thebrowserhighlighter.com/leonardo/highlights/keywords?keywords%3Dalice%20in%20wonderland"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/leo_highlight&gt; has always been my favorite and Tim Burton is a genius, so together, this movie will be incredible!&lt;br /&gt;Here's an even better look at the photos: http://www.usatoday.com/life/movies/news/2009-06-22-wonderland-art_N.htm&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I apologize for the extremely boring blogs, I haven't been feelings very insightful recently. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/1792231792656617030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-nevershoutnever.html' title='Happy - NeverShoutNever!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-8201966216577318076</id><published>2009-06-21T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:53:37.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korea Korean downloading Chace Crawford hair dying pink Jeffree Star Audrey Kitching SHINee'/><title type='text'>Juliette - SHINee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/36444704.html&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so, that is the dumbest thing I've ever seen.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm so angry! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No more SHINee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more Super Junior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No more DBSK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more Big Bang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and many other things that I don't really care about.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all I can say thank god it's not Japan. XD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[My computer would explode]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So now I'm kind of going on a downloading spree and saving just about everything Korean that I care about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I need a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, last night I bought a magazine that had a whole special on the lovely Chace Crawford!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm quite happy about that. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://buzznewsroom.com/wp-content/uploads/chace-crawford-footloose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://buzznewsroom.com/wp-content/uploads/chace-crawford-footloose.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have a hair appointment for Wednesday, but now my mother is questioning whether or not I should get the highlights because she thinks it'll be too expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But personally, I think dying it myself, would be a disaster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I read online that most people that do streaks of bright colors [like pink, blue, green, etc.] end up either dying parts they didn't want colored, or they dye their whole head that color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't want a full head of pink hair, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Only Jeffree Star and Audrey Kitching can pull that off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache0.bigcartel.com/product_images/1551280/1_jeffreestar22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 267px;" src="http://cache0.bigcartel.com/product_images/1551280/1_jeffreestar22.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://laist.com/attachments/la_anti/aki_love_flowers_haha_i_look_pissed--large-msg-118243445214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 298px;" src="http://laist.com/attachments/la_anti/aki_love_flowers_haha_i_look_pissed--large-msg-118243445214.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and I'm clearly not a transvestite or model.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I think I'm gonna go continue to download now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Question of the day: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why                 do psychics have to ask you for your name?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-8201966216577318076?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/8201966216577318076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/06/juliette-shinee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/8201966216577318076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/8201966216577318076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/06/juliette-shinee.html' title='Juliette - SHINee'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-6644043644935058455</id><published>2009-06-19T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:44:18.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gave It All Away - Red</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aww this song makes me think about Sarah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways! First official entry! Woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really don't have much to talk about, but Mikaela is telling me to blog, so I'm going to ramble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today, is just a gloomy and rainy day. How depressing. I wish the weather was so much nicer! I mean, come on! It's summer. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've decided I'm going to get bangs! Yes, yes, I am!     Side bangs, that is. And my mother even mentioned getting pink highlights!! So I'm very excited.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm thinking something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.glamourhair.com/images/pophairextensions/HH-ClipIn-Extensions---Wavy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 505px;" src="http://www.glamourhair.com/images/pophairextensions/HH-ClipIn-Extensions---Wavy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.imageandstylenews.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/side-swept-bangs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 335px;" src="http://www.imageandstylenews.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/side-swept-bangs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But with the pink highlights, it would probably look something like the lovely Skye Sweetnam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images1.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/Skye-Sweetnam-skye-sweetnam-942490_450_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://images1.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/Skye-Sweetnam-skye-sweetnam-942490_450_300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know. We'll just have to see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, I'm running out of things to say now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jordan leaves tomorrow. T_T;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'LL MISS YOU CARL&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Question of the day: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is                 there another word for synonym?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/48810133487576936-6644043644935058455?l=thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/feeds/6644043644935058455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/06/gave-it-all-away-red.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/6644043644935058455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/48810133487576936/posts/default/6644043644935058455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingunderage-kristen.blogspot.com/2009/06/gave-it-all-away-red.html' title='Gave It All Away - Red'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15918563273070190433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_70qBptx-CJ0/SjrV6UZCb3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4QEKQURRRVw/S220/100_6283.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48810133487576936.post-6969653385208065401</id><published>2009-06-18T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T16:59:50.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crimes - The Urgency</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, all of my previous readers are probably thinking "Another new blog!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And all of my new viewers are probably thinking "Oh dear god, she blogs!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haha yes, a new blog, and yes, I do blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not as much as I should, but I'll definitely try to now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not really sure what this blog will be like, but we'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I very much so like the title, though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I claim no credit for it, it's a Teddy Geiger album, good album that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I don't have much to say right now, but I promise these entries will get more interesting later on.&lt;br /&gt;Uhm... I like this song a lot. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Question of the night: Can an opinion be true or false?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;[Hehe, that's for you, Jordan. 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