<?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-5185359478810608790</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:09:13.433-04:00</updated><category term='spring break'/><category term='school year'/><category term='graduation'/><title type='text'>Liv Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Things about me: I write things randomly as they pop into my head, I am a sports nut, I curse too much, I can listen to music for hours and not get sick of it, I love writing and jewelry, I am a cat person, and I am totally and completely out of my mind. =]</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-1045474835281371043</id><published>2010-02-10T00:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T00:19:51.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random in Nerutral...</title><content type='html'>IN A RANDOM ATTEMPT TO MOTIVATE MYSELF I WILL BE UNLEASHING THE FURY THAT IS CAPS LOCK! no, but it does help for a smile or too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life for me is in neutral it seems. I'm halfway through the year and i actually feel like i accomplished something... sports kick up again in a month and my sprained ankle will have hopefully recovered. I'm taking jewelry again in school but this time its jewelry 2 (I'm switching into a jewelry 3 class cause my teacher is that awesome). and the music is exploding. I'm learning blues piano improv, and still playing guitar. did i upload a picture of my new guitar yet?? i must find one.... hang on a sec...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S3JAiDIyPZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZK8fGSNuNeE/s1600-h/leeeesssss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S3JAiDIyPZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZK8fGSNuNeE/s320/leeeesssss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436478653891493266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now imagine THAT on a crazy, demented (almost) 16 year old and you get the big picture :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to the greatest news of the day? that huge freaking blizzard that's creeping across the northern US is hitting in T-minus 1 hour and 28 minutes and we are already under critical alert! there is no school tomorrow and I'm planning on catching an early train into NYC, running a couple of errands and making it back upstate before the 3rd rail trains are put out of commission by the weather! fun, right? well it'll be an adventure if i don't make it out on time... ill be stranded... wow. you know? that actually sounds cooler... hm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, I'm going to get back to pondering and editing my NaNo story! i finished it this year and have been sporadically editing it every chance i get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~you only Liv once...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-1045474835281371043?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/1045474835281371043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=1045474835281371043' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/1045474835281371043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/1045474835281371043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-in-nerutral.html' title='Random in Nerutral...'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S3JAiDIyPZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ZK8fGSNuNeE/s72-c/leeeesssss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-2640674159767800824</id><published>2010-02-05T23:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T23:39:08.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>forgive me im trying to find my calling im calling at night</title><content type='html'>lalalaaaa im sort of here, sort of nowhere. blogging holds less of an interest for me these days!! :( im sad about that! i miss wanting to post anything and everything!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. life hasnt changed much. still avoiding contact with my parents, still loving music and sports and my friends. kinda branching out a lil more into the arts. trying to fix my awesome little welding statue which broke, and well, yeah! thats about it haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;field hockey has been over for months. still want to play a little though. might go to a few indoor sessions. softball is in full-on training though. tryouts in exactly one month from monday... (O.O) very afraid... i want to make varsity but with my injury record, my chances shrink every day :( ill give it my best, what else can i do? hm..... our little band fell apart, though i still hang with bass-guy alot. like i practically live at his house and his parents love me so i usually crash there XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH! there was this NOH8 campaign in NYC the other day and i went with him and a couple of his friends to have our pictures taken! it was awesome! NO H8 IN MY ST8! which is a total lie, unfortunately... there was some religious biggot across the street (cause the cops relocated him from the actual block we were lined up on) and looked like he wanted to throw bibles at us... jerk... at least the bus driver who stopped behind him had a sense of humor and had a rupauls drag race ad on the side of the bus :) good for a laugh every once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if any of you still have enough patience to stop by, i welcome it! haha and i know i cant make up for all the ground ive lost with ya, and i cant swear to even post regularly at all, but im sort of-not really-kinda here-kinda not-crazy-unmotivated. take your pick :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~you Liv once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and yes, the title is lyrics from an all time low song...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-2640674159767800824?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/2640674159767800824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=2640674159767800824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2640674159767800824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2640674159767800824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2010/02/forgive-me-im-trying-to-find-my-calling.html' title='forgive me im trying to find my calling im calling at night'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-5917736834452175324</id><published>2009-11-08T13:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T13:41:52.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nano time...</title><content type='html'>NANOWRIMO IS UPON US!!! writing buddy me: Livie23!!!! O.o (and again im apologizing for my crappy long-absences from blogger!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pce.love.Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-5917736834452175324?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/5917736834452175324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=5917736834452175324' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5917736834452175324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5917736834452175324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/11/nano-time.html' title='nano time...'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-5118155647864584043</id><published>2009-10-08T12:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T12:05:59.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back in studyhall, everything is crazier than usual. tonight is 'Parents Night' at my school, and I'm trying to distract my parents with as much news as possible to make them forget to go to it! Good news, Bad news, it doesn't even matter to me that much anymore, just that they wont remember to come to my classes and actually meet my teachers. I hate parents night, so i started talking to them about my jam packed weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: I'm planning to go to this big softball tournament out on Long Island because my friend's team is short of players and i said i might be able to be an extra. then I'm goin to see zombieland for the second time with my best friend, who hasn't seen it yet, and then i have to go to this little family gathering because some of my step-mom's freaky aunts are going to Ireland and we're having a little 'party' for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: honestly, just band practice and homework, but that takes up ALOT of time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, thank god my mom is leaving for her annual business trip because she just figured out why i avoid the topic of homework: ESSAYS. i have about three of them overdue and my grade is steadily declining... i just cant write an essay worth ANYTHING... its DEPRESSING because i can do NaNoWriMo, and blog, but i cant write a 2 page, double spaced essay... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN OTHER NEWS: there was SUPPOSED to be a pep rally today, but it poured, so I'm having an equally fun time watching: the cheerleaders complain about how much time it took them to do their makeup or whatever, the football people groaning because they don't get to appreciate the cheerleader's slutty performance, and most importantly: EARLY DISMISSAL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The football team which is undefeated, plays it's undefeated rival today, so that should be an interesting game. it doesn't start until 11, SO, ill probably be tired as hell tomorrow when i wake up at 7... I have a FH game against OUR rival team today. we are going to get our asses kicked just like last year...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must go and get started on my TON of homework now that studyhall is almost over :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-5118155647864584043?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/5118155647864584043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=5118155647864584043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5118155647864584043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5118155647864584043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-in-studyhall-everything-is-crazier.html' title=''/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-681018934285708434</id><published>2009-10-01T12:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:36:40.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ive been reduced to study hall posting, which sounds like a bad thing, but actually, this ought to keep me posting regularly for a long time :) I'm feeling much better today, thank god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our school has new arrivals! The German exchange student plan has activated yet again, and we have 16 new students for the next couple of weeks! (I'm still trying to figure out who they exchanged with, because as far as i can tell, all of the Juniors are still here, but i don't know all the seniors) We have, Lara who comes to field hockey practice with me because her host family is the Junior goalie's, and Billie, who is in my Photo class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of FH, the other team chickened out yesterday, so i really did stay in class for absolutely nothing!!! i was pretty mad about that, because i could have gone home after 4th period, but insisted on staying for the game. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore the most outrageous thing coming home from practice yesterday: cleats and black shin guards under gray sweatpants. a black t-shirt with a fancy silk blouse over it with all the buttons undone, my hair hanging in a messy pony-tail with a little streak of sun-highlighted hair blowing in front of my neon-green rimmed aviators every three seconds. my mom had a fit, but in my opinion i looked awesome, and i plan on wearing that for picture day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brothers are apparently having a contest: WHO CAN ANNOY LIV MORE? they're pretty tied... Nick loaded a virus onto my computer that almost wiped my hard drive, and Gabe is throwing wild, rampaging fits every other second!! I'm working on a way to get back at them now, i believe i saw an extra air-horn in the field hockey closet?? (evil grin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realize i forgot to end my post the newer way this time, but i really don't remember exactly how that is... oh well. it was worth a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-681018934285708434?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/681018934285708434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=681018934285708434' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/681018934285708434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/681018934285708434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-been-reduced-to-study-hall-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-2636850751684085102</id><published>2009-09-30T07:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T07:59:14.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Days</title><content type='html'>As the year continues, it brings with it it's problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem #1: My Health&lt;br /&gt;So far this year, I've already taken 3 sick-days from school for a cold/headache, and according to my sports doctor, I'm extremely lucky to have not broken my leg during the last few days of preseason. right now, i should be home sleeping and having some soup, but instead, because further sick days will require a doctors note, my head is pounding, I'm nauseous and, I'm in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem #2: My schoolwork/Homework&lt;br /&gt;It's early on in the year but already the laziness of the fourth term is settling in me. when i was out, i neglected to do any of the assignments my friends gave me from class, so here i am in first period study-hall blogging away instead of actually doing my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem #3: my practicing habits&lt;br /&gt;I don't practice regularly. at all. for music? ill practice whenever i can remember. when working out, ill only practice when one of my friends is there pushing me. the only practicing i do regularly is for sports because it's required...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and getting that off my chest, i can move on to better things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we have a game in field hockey, though i doubt ill be able to play. everyone tells me that they need me there, but they just want me there to make them look better. as long as we're not playing some rival school, I'm leaving at lunchtime. the freshie goalie can take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, my wardrobe is a disaster area. my dad thought it'd be a nice gesture to clean my closet, and i only realized this morning when i shed the sweats and t-shirt i usually wear when I'm sick to something more suitable for classes. i refuse to look like crap in school. anyway, apparently, he moves half my clothes to my brothers closet because 1- my closet is WAY overstuffed, and 2- he doesn't use his; SO i spent about half an hour frantically throwing clothes around my room looking for this one shirt.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY. the NyQuil is kicking in; my mom discovered it in the medicine cabinet, and i discovered its mildly alcoholic, so I'm hiding my eyes behind $5 green-rimmed aviators from Canal street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's the pathetic, short update on my life right now, and ill probably post more tomorrow. it sounds like ill be home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-2636850751684085102?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/2636850751684085102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=2636850751684085102' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2636850751684085102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2636850751684085102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/09/sick-days.html' title='Sick Days'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-8639798094386431365</id><published>2009-09-07T01:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T12:50:20.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after multiple vacations, i am alive and well. well sort of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preseason has started up, aka HELL ON EARTH. i swear, if you can survive preseason, you shall be in the best shape of the year, unless youre me. I got through the first week, and most of the second week before getting hurt. (Which is a new record!) i managed to survive the 'peak' days, as i like to call them, when the coaches push limits, and kids are likely to pass out. our peak this year was 3 miles and 100 yard sprints. i pulled through that. the day AFTER, we ran 2 1/2 miles, and on my 8th lap, my leg collapsed under me. after that it felt like i was getting stabbed in the front of the shin with every jogging step i took. i still managed to run the mile and a half the day after that because i didnt want to be benched. the day after that i could barely walk. its been getting progressively worse, and has now affected the other leg as well. my x-rays came back clean, through the doctors think its a stress fracture more than shin splints. i hope theyre wrong... i go for an MRI next weekk, and i can update you on that, but for now, im riding bench for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not completed ONE thing i was assigned to do over the summer for classes. not one. my procrastination has reached critical levels, and it must be dealt with soon because school for me starts on the 10th... it should be pretty easy, i mean, 500 word summaries? PLEASE. for those of you who know this, i did NaNoWriMo last year, and i can clear 30000 words a day. (on a GOOD day, on  bad day more like 7000, but still) so it should be a snap. damn.... there i go again telling myself i can do it in no time, and pushing it off again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, is currently flipping shit. some of you may remember my bassist friend? well, instead of me crashing on his couch as usual (i occasionally stay over when we're u watching movies until 130), he insisted on crashing on MY floor. my mother was unaware that i stay over at his house semi-regularly, and just had a mini meltdown when she found him asleep in my room... not one of my smartet ideas. if she doesnt throw something at him when he wakes up and leaves, im pretty sure we'll have to meet somewhere OUTSIDE my city from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a Killers concert at PNC bank arts theater in NJ on wednesday! it was my best friend's birthday present, and we screamed out lungs out for 4 hours. completely epic. the opened with are we dancers and encored with when we were young. just thought id add that since it was so amazingly awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warming up my vocabulary and writing skills for NaNoWriMo again this month. Im FINISHING it this year if it kills me! :) thats about it for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current:&lt;br /&gt;song: wake me up when september ends - Green Day&lt;br /&gt;mood: electrified&lt;br /&gt;inspirational quote: "It's not about who youve known the longest, it's who came and never left your side" - unknown&lt;br /&gt;funny quote: "You ever have an nightmare and then decide to tell somebody about it, and halfway through your explanation you realize you're retarded?" - unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-8639798094386431365?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/8639798094386431365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=8639798094386431365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8639798094386431365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8639798094386431365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/09/after-multiple-vacations-i-am-alive-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-4916008899443372222</id><published>2009-08-17T00:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:51:44.927-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CIVILIZATION AT LAST</title><content type='html'>I am ALIVE after 2 weeks in the green minivan from hell! it was actually a really cool trip! we even managed to swing by the mall of America on our drive home and IT WAS FREAKING HUGE. like, the biggest mall I've been to before that was the Palisades mall in Nyack. I dunno if you guys have heard of it? well, you ca fit like 3 of the palisades malls into the mall of America. i took TONS of pictures, and we saw all these crazy things in the middle of nowhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, my phone broke after the first day, and it WAS BRAND NEW. i was extremely pissed off to say the least, i mean, COME ON! i had that phone for a WEEK, and then IT GETS WET! it was the brand new blackberry curve, and had basically EVERYTHING on it. NOW, i have to wait for the insurance place to mail my new one. focusing on silver lining for a second now, it shows me how dependant the average highschooler is on texting. i was calling the two people who's numbers were on my brother's phone, and they answered like they didn't know how to actually have a conversation over the telephone! so even when i get a phone again, I'm gonna lay off texting for a while and see how that goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as Sydney said: parents having blogs is cool, but parents having facebooks is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not too sure i agree on the first one, cause as long as they remember they have a blog, they might try to check up on mine. (You'll know they did if this post disappears) but parents having facebooks IS FREAKING CREEPY! they're constantly commenting on stuff, and checking up on what i write. i love em, but I NEED SPACE! seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto new things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must start my work for school. i do this every year. i push stuff off till the very last minute and end up pulling n all-nighter on labor-day weekend doing all the stuff i should have been doing all summer. i have to write a monologue, a book-report, and summarize 110 articles from the new England journal of medicine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking ANOTHER vacation! (this one with my mom) To MIAMI! sweetness. I'm trying to get i touch with some of my old camp friends from there and see if we can hang out together. that would be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports start in exactly 7 days, and i must start training. i have to be able to run 3 1/2 miles by then, and i have to be faster than the person i ran with last year. we ended the season running miles at the same pace, and we were the fastest on the JV team. now there is ONE spot open on varsity, and the fastest JV player will get moved up early. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to learn french! i suck at pronunciation, but I'm learning the words. it's actually quite random, because i was listening to a song, and one verse was in french, and the next day i woke up and i said to myself "I will be able to know what that is if it kills me." SO i bought a french to English dictionary, and started writing vocab words down. i can say a few sentences i french now, count to 50, and name 30 different things in different cases. i am proud of myself because school hasn't even started yet, and my language major is Latin, my language minor is Italian, and French never even crossed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar lessons start in September and i must practice. i have slacked too much, and my band will be playing gigs this year IF IT KILLS ME. like i said, i was over at a friends house a while back, and we wrote a song. we've got to get the whole band together and practice our butts off for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now. ill probably post something funny from Miami, but we'll only be there for a few days! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current:&lt;br /&gt;song: Tree Hugger - Antsy pants and Kimya Dawson&lt;br /&gt;mood: emotional&lt;br /&gt;inspirational quote: "Life's journey is not to arrive safely at the grave in a well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways totally worn out shouting 'Holy shit, what a ride!'"&lt;br /&gt;funny quote: "Dude? how easy do you think it is to break into the zoo? i need to see some penguins like, right now." - anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-4916008899443372222?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/4916008899443372222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=4916008899443372222' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4916008899443372222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4916008899443372222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/08/civilization-at-last.html' title='CIVILIZATION AT LAST'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-8984709756219651469</id><published>2009-08-06T15:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T15:45:38.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SOUTH DAKOTA!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, the reason i seemingly havent posted in FOREVER is because my family has dragged me on a cross country road trip! and before you think that this is actually a really cool thing, let me describe it in detail:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent on average no less than 3 hours in a green minivan every day. we stay in cheap motels and crappy 'family resort' campgrounds. (aka trailer parks) my little brothers are sitting behind me in the back of the car ad are always fighting over some stupid thing or another. my baby sister is sitting next to me in the other bucket seat and when she's not asleep, she's screaming bloody murder. my dad andmy step-mom are in the front seats arguing over the internet connections that are few and far between and blasting weird music that was popular when the 80's were in a bad way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to hear THEIR side of the trip, you can visit THEIR blog (yes i know its creepy for parents to have blogs) at YELLOWSTONEORBUST.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; guarantee you its probably the opposite of how i feel about the whole trip. so until the trip is over, my posting will be short and irregular, but im near mount rushmore now, so ive gotta go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current:&lt;br /&gt;song: Loose Lips - Kimya Dawson&lt;br /&gt;mood: slightly irritated and tired&lt;br /&gt;inspirational quote: "The sun never sets on a badass" - annonymous&lt;br /&gt;funny quote: "I always manage to enter a convertaion at the wrong time, and the of course, my dirty mind takes over." - annonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-8984709756219651469?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/8984709756219651469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=8984709756219651469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8984709756219651469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8984709756219651469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/08/south-dakota.html' title='SOUTH DAKOTA!!!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-1673238698169113439</id><published>2009-07-20T23:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T00:16:15.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>100th Post! (Among Other Things)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I have to say WHOOHOO! Ive reached my 100th post. I haven't had alot of time for posting this past week, so let me catch you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/SmU3iKZxATI/AAAAAAAAADs/kERAoIa8AwE/s1600-h/IMG_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360751991501947186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/SmU3iKZxATI/AAAAAAAAADs/kERAoIa8AwE/s320/IMG_0180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In welding I have finished my first little sculpture, and although the lighting really sucks in this picture, I have no other pictures, and no way of taking any more for a few days, and i want to know what you think, so let me know! The tree and it's branches are made out of twisted iron, while the gold tips of the branches are bronze and flux. the little structure to the left is made out of stainless steel and has a little hold plasma-cut through as if to give you a view of the tree without being able to reach it. I'm exceptionally proud that i FINALLY managed to weld the branches onto the tree without burning my fingers all the way off. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In softball we've played kings bridge and ossning. we beat both of them! =] the kings bridge field was the same one we played on last summer. its a small, sad, but proud lot field next to a highway in the Bronx. the dugouts have tin roofs and have holes where you can push pebbles through and watch them clink down a small hill to the freeway, but it's a homey place. I like it, despite everyone on my team freaking out about it's conditions. I was warming up the pitcher in the bullpen and a wild pitch went over the fence i stood and watched it disappear under car after car as until it fell into a drain. i actually have a photo of one of the dugouts and home plate. It was taken a long time ago, so the dugouts are blue. now they're green.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360755020156227794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/SmU6SdBN0NI/AAAAAAAAAD0/J5MMawO0isk/s200/kings2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ossning was a home game. I was out in left field for most of it. it was very uneventful. since nothing was happening, my coach took me out and put a rookie out to learn the position. I'm moving up into another league next year, and she's going to be filling my spot. i relaxed after that. I lounged on a bucket of balls next to a returning alumni and we talked about random things for the remaining part of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, i felt like running. I had to get out of my house, so i threw on a black t-shirt and a pair of basketball shorts, stuck my iPod into my pocket and tied my sneakers on my way out the door. I blasted some rock tune and ran, focusing on keeping my breathing at marathon tempo. After a while I gave up on trying to run around a track and I ran through the highlands neighborhood. It was the time of day between dinner and sunset and there were people everywhere. Old people jogging at a mile an hour, yuppie couples wearing matching tennis outfits walking a toy sized dog, college students running cross country, and groups of kids bouncing a basketball, or tossing around a baseball. it was the time of day where everyone also felt the need to be doing something. I cant even remember how far i ran, but i ran through 17 songs on m iPod before my twitching muscles carried me back up the steps to my house just as the sun started to disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked myself breakfast for dinner and made a strawberry-apricot-banana shake. it was great. i find it funny that i cook better than my cousins who are fully grown and have their own apartments. Dorm life in college will be interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been messing around on my guitar alot, trying to figure out hotel California by the eagles when i heard some new bands on the radio. Note- these all came from different radio stations, and their all VERY different types of music, but from what i heard i like them. have you heard of them, and can you recommend any songs?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Darkness&lt;br /&gt;Blindside&lt;br /&gt;The Coral&lt;br /&gt;LP&lt;br /&gt;All Time Low&lt;br /&gt;SFA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is running out for me. I leave for a 2 week vacation with my dad in 2 weeks and I have to complete my summer assignments because when i get back from that, I have 5 days until pre-season starts for field hockey, and then my life is officially over. My mom has been all over me to do my summer schoolwork so it seems like i only have a few hours of ME time left. I have 4 hours in the city with nobody around and no parents on Wednesdays and Thursdays, so i figure ill walk around, get some food, see some sights. hell, Ill ride the subway for 4 hours all over the place if it means i can be alone. I just need some alone time every once in a while. I have to remember to stop in the grand central marketplace, Lilac chocolates makes the best fudge and my little brother is coming home Friday! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current:&lt;br /&gt;song: silence - Blindside&lt;br /&gt;mood: confused&lt;br /&gt;inspirational quote: "I don't forgive people because I'm weak, i forgive them because i am strong enough to realize people make mistakes, that people change, and that one action shouldn't define a person for their whole life."&lt;br /&gt;funny quote: "I DIDN'T DO IT! Oh, wait, THAT... Yes,I did do THAT."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-1673238698169113439?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/1673238698169113439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=1673238698169113439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/1673238698169113439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/1673238698169113439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/07/100th-post-among-other-things.html' title='100th Post! (Among Other Things)'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/SmU3iKZxATI/AAAAAAAAADs/kERAoIa8AwE/s72-c/IMG_0180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-9064000884676308987</id><published>2009-07-14T23:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:14:55.197-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dirt</title><content type='html'>Really, most girls don't like dirt. the stereotypical girl loves pink, flowers, dresses, rainbows, and dolls. and while i hold no particular grudge against any of these things, i am not the stereotypical girl. i purposefully choose the most difficult tasks. I weld. I play electric guitar. I play football. I play catcher in softball. I play goalie in FH. so today, when i come home from my softball game, and I'm caked in about 5 layers of mud, dirt and grass, my friend, being a completely stereotypical girl freaks out and practically throws me into my own bathroom. I LOVE getting all dirty like that. I'm always diving for stuff, and sliding into stuff and launching myself at my brothers, and (stupidly) throwing firecrackers near mud puddles so they throw fountains of muck into the air. don't get me wrong, there is nothing quite like the feeling of getting clean after being dirty, and i detest being dirty for long amounts of time, but in my mind, being dirty shows that you put effort into something, and whether the dirt is a result of failure or success, the fact that you showed enough effort to get that dirty is respectful. and there you have my revelations of dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our asses kicked in softball today. we tried, but we just couldn't make it. we shouldn't feel so bad though, because the team we faced is #1 in the league and we were tied for more than half the game, but still. it's disappointing. old friends who graduated last year and played varsity softball came back to help with the summer ball. it's fun to see everyone again. i missed them. its a funny thing, playing on a sports team. I've played softball from little league in 3rd grade to summer travel softball and i know so many people who i never would have known before. i have friends who are in their second year of college who i played tournaments with/against, and had the same coach for little league with. we're a small little community. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i got my braces off last month, i was given a retainer and the usual lecture about how wearing it would prevent blah-blah-blah. honestly i stopped listening after the first 3 seconds. Ive heard the freaking speech before, and my orthodontist could talk forever. like, seriously, i could stop him mid sentence and be like: Hey? y'know? I've been listening to you talk for 10 minutes and i have no idea what you just said. seriously. give it a rest. anyway, i lost the retainer... I've only been wearing it every few days and i put it somewhere last Friday and now i cant find it. this is really not good. i have an appointment Monday... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked over to a friends house yesterday and we got bored so we grabbed our guitars and wrote a song.its not completely finished yet, but its getting there. when its done ill record it and put it on here so you guys can give us some feedback. its got a sort of hard-rock feel, with a rebellious attitude. fun stuff. then we just drank an entire bottle of champagne and i crashed of her couch while house re-runs played in the background. which is why i didn't post yesterday... &lt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that just about sums up my last couple of days :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current:&lt;br /&gt;song: Lazy generation - the F-ups&lt;br /&gt;mood: exhausted but happy&lt;br /&gt;inspirational quote: "Life is short, break the rules. forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably, and never for one second regret anything that once made you smile." - anonymous&lt;br /&gt;funny quote: "HIGH SCHOOL: noun - the point in your life where you realize that everything CAN get worse and everyone IS out to get you." - anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-9064000884676308987?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/9064000884676308987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=9064000884676308987' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/9064000884676308987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/9064000884676308987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/07/dirt.html' title='dirt'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-7543935653946100262</id><published>2009-07-13T00:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T01:23:24.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lines</title><content type='html'>in softball, you play outside in the hot sun usually in a sleeveless top with shorts and high socks. the sun will beat down, and by then end of a season, 99% of the time (unless you fake 'n bake on the side) you have the signature 'softball tan' to go with the noticeable softball callouses on the palms of your catching hand where your index, middle and ring fingers meet your hand. this means that you're tan only on your arms (except for the hand you wear a batting glove on), your knees from where your spandex sliding (under shorts) shorts end to where your high socks begin, and your face; unless you're like me, and actively battle these lines by sunbathing outside on a regular basis. so far it has been working up until today. i was laying outside in my front yard in a bathing suit when i realized how tired i was. so, while my mom was out, i plugged in my new sound-proof ipod headphones and cranked up some classic rock while i closed my eyes. 10 seconds later i feel a bug on my back. i bend my arm back to swipe it away, and leaving my hand on my back, i fall asleep. i wake up 4 hours later with my mom screaming my name, and the white imprint of my hand sunburned into my back. it hurts like hell, and to make matters worse, I'm crashing at my friends house. while i was napping on her couch, she took a picture of it. I have no idea how she's planning to extort me with this picture, but chances are that if you see some picture somewhere floating around on the Internet, it might be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i went over to my friend's house, i went for a run today. i was feeling overwhelmed, so i grabbed my house keys and took off. i forgot how peaceful running is, and how much i needed a little peacefulness in my life. i ran my usual short mile route around my neighborhood, but i didn't feel like going home, so i ran clear out to the city limits before turning around and walking back. it felt good to run like that. now, of course, since it's been so long since I've run, my calves are killing me and i whistle when i speak, but so what? it was way worth it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must get some sleep. ive gotta stop staying up until 1 am to post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current:&lt;br /&gt;song: Divine intervention - Taking Back Sunday&lt;br /&gt;mood: worn down&lt;br /&gt;inspirational quote: "Judge me, and Ill prove you wrong. Tell me what to do, and Ill tell you off. Say I'm not worth it, and watch where i end up. Call em a bitch and Ill show you one. Fuck me over and ill do it to you twice as bad. Call me crazy, but you really have no idea." - anonymous&lt;br /&gt;Funny Quote: "You don't like me and that's ok. there is nothing i can do about it. NEWSFLASHBITCH: I DON'T LIVE TO PLEASE YOU." - anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-7543935653946100262?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/7543935653946100262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=7543935653946100262' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/7543935653946100262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/7543935653946100262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/07/lines.html' title='Lines'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-7345077780453662457</id><published>2009-07-11T23:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:02:13.669-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting</title><content type='html'>Today i spent 7 hours total in a car. to make it more interesting, i only played 60's, 70's and 80's music through the speakers. i think the newest song to be played was 'Talk dirty to me, by Poison' (1987?) i forget. anyway, i was taking this long ride out to visit said little brother. we stopped at a white castle and the cashier chick looked at us like we were nuts, me and my mom, because we ended up ordering a crave case to bring to him at camp. for those of you who are not familiar with the awesomeness of white castle, a crave case is a cardboard box shaped like a suitcase containing 30 cheeseburgers/hamburgers. don't freak out. white castle makes TEENY TINY burgers, so really eating 3 white castle burgers is the equivalent of eating maybe 1 McDonald's burger. we got the case so we could eat a few for lunch, so that he could have lunch, and the rest could be used to trade with bunk mates for other food and goodies. he traded 4 away for the photo shoot of Meghan fox that took up 2 pages in US magazine. boys are morons. we ended up seeing Public Enemies. aside from it being WAYYY LONG, it was a great movie. they did a great job of covering the movie, and all the characters seemed to fit excellently. i got to see a few former bunk mates from a long time ago, and chat with a few old counselors. it was fun visiting the camp because it is probably the last time I'm going to see it unless i get a job working there when I'm in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short post for today. nothing much else has changed int eh past 24 hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current:&lt;br /&gt;song: paradise by the dashboard light - meatloaf&lt;br /&gt;mood: missing someone&lt;br /&gt;inspirational quote: "It's not about who you've known the longest, it's about who came and never left your side." - anonymous&lt;br /&gt;Funny quote: "(415): I set the bag of Cheetos on the open box on my coffee table while I was watching TV. I was so high I ate half of the Styrofoam peanuts in the box by accident. Am I going to die?&lt;br /&gt;(510): I hope so" - textsfromlastnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-7345077780453662457?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/7345077780453662457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=7345077780453662457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/7345077780453662457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/7345077780453662457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-i-spent-7-hours-total-in-car.html' title='Visiting'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-5928583021790269435</id><published>2009-07-11T00:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:31:11.105-04:00</updated><title type='text'>family togetherness</title><content type='html'>tomorrow (today, i should say) I'm taking the requisite 3 - 4 1/2 hour drive out to the middle of nowhere Pennsylvania to visit my little brother at sleep away camp. i look forward to it for only 3 reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1) he's allowed to go off campus during visiting day, so we're going to go watch whatever bloody horror movie he wants to see. i love a good horror movie once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;2) there's a warehouse that sells fireworks within walking distance from the entrance to the camp. it IS legal to buy fireworks in Pennsylvania, and i need to restock.&lt;br /&gt;3) I went to this camp in 07, and i couldn't go back subsequent years like my awesome bunk mates. this year we're planning a little reunion, so i finally get to see them all again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am being slowly suffocated by my family. its nice to get all the attention once in a while, but when the eldest son is absent, the eldest daughter gets the blame for everything... usually my little bro gets blamed for stuff, but can talk his way out of everything because he's not planning on being a role model anytime soon, and by then I've covered my tracks; but with him out of the picture, i have nothing to hide behind. I'm doing double chores, extra schoolwork, and being 'checked up' on every 3 seconds. i used to think he had it easy, but boy was i wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do miss him for more than just being a scapegoat. I've gotten away with a shitload of stuff over the years, and ill probably screw up again many more times without him being there to cover me. i miss just hanging out with him. i used to be able to walk into his room, and he'd take one look at my face and ask me what was wrong. I could really use that right now. I'm screwing up minorly, but if someone put together all my minor screw ups, well... id like not to think about that right now... usually i can call up best guy friend, (bassist) and like, 20 minutes later we'd be sitting on the floor of his living room drinking sodas and giving each other life advice, but he's away at camp. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i detached myself from my mom long enough to go to a movie with this guy. he asked me out, and i couldn't think of a reason why not, so i said sure. i didn't know what would happen, but i just wasn't feeling it. he was really sweet and shy, but it felt wrong, like he was a relative or something. very weird... first guy to go to a movie with alone since bass-playing friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I probably should get some sleep since i have to wake up at some hellish hour to go see my bro and its already after midnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current:&lt;br /&gt;song: I hate myself for loving you - Joan Jett and the Blackhearts&lt;br /&gt;mood: excited&lt;br /&gt;inspirational quote: "There's a point in life when you get tired of chasing everyone and trying to fix everything. but it's not giving up. It's realizing that you just don't need certain people and their crap!" -anonymous&lt;br /&gt;funny quote: "You did WHAT with WHO for HOW MANY skittles?" - CC 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-5928583021790269435?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/5928583021790269435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=5928583021790269435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5928583021790269435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5928583021790269435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/07/family-togetherness.html' title='family togetherness'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-3697423795489937863</id><published>2009-07-10T00:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:59:22.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Warmth</title><content type='html'>I remember being 5. everything was taller than me, everybody talked better than me, and everywhere looked different. i remember little things like chasing the ice cream truck down the street because he wouldn't stop at our corner. I remember jumping with both feet into every puddle after it rained, no matter how small. I remember creeping out onto the roof above our porch, where you could face the end of the street and watch the sky catch fire as the sun rose, and I remember laying on the hammock on a summer day, perfectly content with the world, tilting my head up so it was warm in the sun. Today i caught the express train the comes before my usual train. i couldn't see any harm in going earlier, so i took it. when i made it through the crowd of early commuters running through grand central terminal, and through the network of subway trains, i found that i had a few minutes before i had to be anywhere; so i sat down on the steps of a building, took my iPod headphones out of my ear, and relaxed. i watched people rushing by me, some disappearing into the building i rested on, so running into traffic to hail taxis, some successfully reading newspapers while walking and talking on the phone. and then i took my eyes off the spinning world and looked to the sky to see the sun rising above the skyscrapers, throwing bright orange and red flames off their glass windows; and i thought about how peaceful it felt for a few minutes. and then i returned to the world, got up, threw my empty coffee cup away and resumed walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my hair done! it was way overdue. the last time i got my hair professionally cut was LAST June!!! after my classes, i walked down 56Th street to 5Th avenue, and in a black, nondescript building there is an AMAZING hair salon. anything you can think of, they do it. of course, today of all days, one of their elevators was being used by one of the lofts, so i was waiting in the lobby with about 10 other people waiting for it to return, but it could have been worse. i could have had to take the stairs to the 11Th floor. it was a little bit of heaven having my hair washed and cut and dried perfectly while drinking a virgin sea breeze. it felt great being able to let my hair down and have it not in my face at all times. i grew my layers and bangs way out, and they were constantly in my eyes. I NEED to learn how to dry my hair the Way they did it, because it looks fantastic, and it only looks this god for a day until i wash it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember back in kindergarten where everything was simple?how you'd just walk up to somebody and ask them to be their friend, and they'd just say yes? i wish things were that simple now. my friends are starting to concern me. i wasn't here for whatever happened, but now its like our group is split down the middle over something. it better be important (i intend to find out) because we've managed to stick together all of freshman year, and if anything it's made us closer, and we haven't managed to survive 2 1/2 weeks of summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break from everything. I've decided to just not charge my phone for a little while. to just live out the rest of this week however I want, not however ANYONE ELSE wants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current:&lt;br /&gt;song: What do all the people know - The Monroes&lt;br /&gt;mood: Tired and happy&lt;br /&gt;inspirational quote: '“What are you doing?” I asked the girl in the glass, but she just stood there, waiting for the same answer that would never come.' - Fire and Ice, by Bennett Pivnick&lt;br /&gt;funny quote: "(303): I really hope you get sexually violated by a pterodactyl tonight." - textsfromlastnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-3697423795489937863?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/3697423795489937863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=3697423795489937863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3697423795489937863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3697423795489937863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/07/warmth.html' title='Warmth'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-5636329800936601609</id><published>2009-07-08T00:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:22:55.472-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night Blues</title><content type='html'>Ever had a tune stuck in your head that you really didn't mind? something that was familiar and comforting as opposed to annoying repetitive songs that normally get stuck in your head? well that's how i feel now. I have a slow blues rock playing through my head at 2 miles an hour, and i am perfectly fine with that. its like someone slowed to tempo of a Stevie ray Vaughn album, and its reflexive, like running, or drawing. Ive been strumming the tune in my head on my acoustic guitar for the last hour, and its about midnight. i suppose i should really go to sleep, but i cant. tomorrow i have to be up at 6:30 am, to catch a train to grand central station, NYC. I am fully aware of this fact, but i cannot fall asleep. It's a problem in the summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the perfect day. i slept in, eventually woke to the occasional cloud blocking the sun from streaming onto my face. lazed around the house all day in a tank top and sweatpants. did my chores, barbecued lunch, and watched clouds drift across the sky until about one. then i went to sports authority and bought a new field hockey stick to replace my 30-year-old wooden stick. its about time, i just never felt up to replacing the thing. it had character. you could feel where I'd worn the handle away, exactly where my mother had worn the handle away. the exact picture of my two hands will forever be imprinted upon the wooden handle where the medical-tape grip was worn through. it was heavier than the other sticks, now made of fiberglass, and oh-so-breakable, and hit harder. I'm going to miss it, but it was time. i hate fitting in like that. everyone used to line up their sticks in the locker room and the only stick that stood out was mine because it was wood while the others were not. so many people had the same stick, that they often took the wrong one home from practice only to discover the next day that it wasn't theirs. i hate that kind of conformity. I'm going to change my new stick. perhaps it isn't much that a little spray paint cant fix. we'll see. ill upload pictures when i get around to doing something about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is the end of my short deep thought of today, as i return to my guitar and the sweet lonely sound of my late night blues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current:&lt;br /&gt;song: Pride and Joy - Stevie Ray Vaughn&lt;br /&gt;mood: relaxed&lt;br /&gt;inspirational quote: "Everyone sees who i appear to be, but only a few know the real me. You can only see what i choose to show, there's so much more you just don't know." - anonymous&lt;br /&gt;funny quote: "WENCH - noun; a medieval pirate slut." - anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-5636329800936601609?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/5636329800936601609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=5636329800936601609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5636329800936601609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5636329800936601609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/07/late-night-blues.html' title='Late Night Blues'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-885886385411236749</id><published>2009-07-07T01:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:04:03.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It July Already?</title><content type='html'>I am so ready for the heat to end. for the last month we've had on and off rain and sun, and this week, the weather finally decided to act like its summer... just in time to almost give then entire team heatstroke. we had a game today for summer softball and we kicked serious ass! but it was WAY too hot out! playing catcher is normally a somewhat relaxing position because lets face it, I'm just playing catch with the pitcher! the short stop has to direct the infield, the center fielder has to direct the outfield, but i just get to play catch. its fun unless, like today you get a day when the sun shows its fury, and beats down onto the dusty diamond. its living hell playing catcher while under 10 pounds of gear squatting in the dust behind home plate. at any given breeze, you have to squint against swirling clouds of sand while you can feel beads of perspiration slide over your cheekbones. it is an excruciatingly horrible experience on a hot dry July day. on the bright side, some old friends came to the game, and it was great to see them because they're in college, and can only come back home on big holidays like winter break and summer vacation. the last time i saw them was over winter break when they came to Monday night softball practices in the gym, and worked us through our month long training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 'garage band' finally found a drummer so we can actually be a full band now! we have me on rhythm guitar, a friend on lead guitar, another friend singing (they wish to remain nameless), my old bassist friend, and this other guy we found for drums. we managed to cover a bunch of songs from several different genres of music as well as write a couple songs as well. our covered set list goes as follows: Blackbird - the Beatles; Crushcrushcrush - Paramore; Boulevard of broken dreams - Green Day; Wasted - LP; paradise city - Guns 'n roses; Anthem part 2 - Blink 182; and Outta my way - Damone. I know you haven't heard much about bassist-guy in a while, but we're still friends, and getting closer. i was over at his house for an alleged pizza/popcorn/action movie marathon night and his parents were away. technically we weren't supposed to be at the house, but we didn't really care. then his sister showed up and gave us a choice: go up to his room to watch movies, or stick around for the party she was going to throw. i suppose it was nice of her to offer us a choice in the first place considering she is older, but we chose to stay upstairs until people actually showed up and then we went downstairs. I don't remember much after that. the last thing i remember clearly was that we were the championship beer-pong team. i got dropped off at my house by the designated driver at around 1 in the morning. all in all, it was fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fourth of July this year was just as awesome as other years. more in some ways than others. i took the train down to NYC with a couple of friends and we caught the subway to battery park for the free Conor oberst concert! it was great! then we watched fireworks on the Hudson from the roof of a random apartment building. it was amazing! then, as usual i set off a bunch of smaller fireworks! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news: i started taking classes at the art students league of new york! two days a week i will be taking the train downtown to take welding and metal-sculpting classes! =D it is SO cool! i love the feel of metalworking. the feeling that even though i am melting steel at 6000 degrees right in front of my face, i cant feel the heat coming off of it. from behind the green tinted welder's mask, all sound and temperature get blocked. you watch as silently the metal glows so brightly it turns white and then watch it cool into the shape you created. its beautiful. finally my parents trust me enough to let me take the train and subways by myself, and it feels great, being able to walk through grand central like: 'yeah. i know exactly where I'm going. try and stop me'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... have to change something about my post format. its getting kind of old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current:&lt;br /&gt;song: Outta my way - Damone&lt;br /&gt;mood: content&lt;br /&gt;inspirational quote: "I guess you are right. I am afraid. I am afraid to put my guard down. I am afraid that if you know all i am, you won't feel the same. And I am afraid that once my barrier is defeated, and i am comfortable, that you'll walk away." - anonymous&lt;br /&gt;funny quote: "Everything happens for a reason... except clowns... i mean, seriously. WTF?" - anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-885886385411236749?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/885886385411236749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=885886385411236749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/885886385411236749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/885886385411236749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-july-already.html' title='Is It July Already?'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-2495468390813112674</id><published>2009-07-03T11:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T11:48:24.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER!</title><content type='html'>holy crap! I HAVENT POSTED IN FOREVER!!!! thank you, all of you who decided to put up with this bullshit from me, and told me to keep posting! you are awesome! i am a total jackass because i have absolutely no real excuse for not blogging in forever. (please forgive my language here, but im kinda pissed at myself) in other news: ITS SUMMER! im out of school, and am NO LONGER A FRESHMAN!! WHOOHOO! sophomore year, here i come! school sports were ok, softball season was fun. i think we came in first in our league. =D summer ball started up last week, and i have a game later today! my report card is SUPPOSED to be coming today, and frankly im a little scared. i dont know exactly what was going through my mind when i checked the little box on my transcriipt that said i would stay with the language latin throughout highschool, but i regret it. i dont think i did too well on that test... regents test scores are coming back, and ive been freaking ou about my biology grade. i want to do good so i can take AP bio without worrying. the fourth of july is tomorrow, and i have an ENTIRE bag of fireworks in he basement all ready for some friends of mine to come over and light! =) so please forgive me, and this summer with all my free time, i will be posting more. &lt;=)&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-2495468390813112674?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/2495468390813112674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=2495468390813112674' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2495468390813112674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2495468390813112674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer.html' title='SUMMER!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-9039966883574508302</id><published>2009-03-04T21:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:21:18.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>post-midterm syndrome</title><content type='html'>This is the name my friends and i came up with for the long, seemingly never-ending weeks that follow the midterms. it feels like the weeks are dragging now, and not flying like they were for the rest of the year. Ive been REALLY, FREAKISHLY bad about blogging, and i fear some of you have given up on me! &lt;=[ I'm VERY sorry about that, and i will set about earning you guys back. =] In other news, study hall is m savior. I have a problem with leaving things to the last minute, on purpose, or by accident, and my wonderful 2nd period study hall helps me correct anything due later in the day. its the perfect time to cram for a test, or finish biology homework, or translate Latin. Now that the 3rd quarter of the year is over, I'm not going to rely on my safety net of a study hall as much anymore. I'm setting a goal to do everything I'm assigned at home. I may turn out like a friend of mine who spends at least 2 hours on her homework everyday,but if it kills me, my grades HAVE to DRASTICALLY improve. I'm aiming for National honor society, and my current grades from last quarter are simply NOT going to cut it. =] update on the band? we're not going anywhere anytime soon. the second we get our butts in gear, i will let you guys know, but we're at a kind of standstill. &lt;=/ we've spent more time GOING to concerts together than actually playing any covers, let along anything original. it also doesn't help that our bassist lives half an hour away, and our drummer is either invisible, or non-existent. SPORTS START MONDAY. finally i can emerge from my winter shell. winter, as i've said, is generally my 'off season' i don't play on a winter sports teams, and i generally recede into the background. in the spring, I re-establish communication with the rest of earth, and train for sports, throw myself into my studies to keep my grades up for sports, and hang out with my friends more. everything good usually happens around now, so i hope to be blogging MUCH more. spring gives me this energy. I cant really describe it. its &lt;i&gt;electric&lt;/i&gt;. My absolute favorite thing in spring is when it's twilight, and you can feel that its going to POUR because the air has that special smell? I love running in the rain. I could be outside &lt;i&gt;FOREVER&lt;/i&gt; when its raining like that in spring. currently crushing my pre-spring excitement is (hopefully) the remains of the last snowstorm of the year, still lingering, and casting a dark shadow over the softball diamond. I do promise to try to blog more often!!! &lt;=]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-9039966883574508302?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/9039966883574508302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=9039966883574508302' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/9039966883574508302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/9039966883574508302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/03/post-midterm-syndrome.html' title='post-midterm syndrome'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-7998823397914009279</id><published>2009-02-21T18:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T18:48:52.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow Week</title><content type='html'>This was a pretty slow week for me. I just haven't been very good about posting. i try to remember to post! I read people's blogs almost every day, but i hardly every comment or post. &lt;=] This week was my February break, and i was practically living on what i like to call 'college time' for the first couple of days. I was up until like 3am on facebook fb chatting with all my friends who are in college. it was fun catching up with them 'cause our schedules are soo different now. Sports start up in 16 days, and i cant wait!!!! that means that there are only two more softball 'open gym practices' before the real season starts. its going to be really, really weird this year because a whole bunch of people are deciding that they dont want to play softball for our HS. Its like, ive been playing on the same team as these people since 3rd grade, and now they're not going to be there. its going to take ALOT of getting used to. Its also a problem because two of the people who aren't playing were our two strongest pitchers, so our pitcher-choices boil down to a couple of people who can pitch 'alright' for a couple of innings, and this one girl who really hates me; this is going to be interesting... in other news, my birthday is coming up. =] im really excited for that. And the time for filling out the enormous stack of papers for working permits has arrived. this year i can actually work for more than minimum wage! lol. that's about it. =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-7998823397914009279?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/7998823397914009279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=7998823397914009279' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/7998823397914009279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/7998823397914009279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/02/slow-week.html' title='Slow Week'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-7844347751659583505</id><published>2009-02-12T21:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:26:06.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>Ok, midterms are over, cramming is done, and i am officially back! =] I kno it's been WAYY too long, and i really apologize for that, but the tests and work were going out of control, and then i was sick for a while, and it totally knocked me out of rhythm. Im back in a new and improved state. =] im putting more effort into my music studies, im actually writing a few things on the piano since i hurt my hand for guitar. i spent so long playing my guitar that my fingers actually started to bleed, so i'll be out of commission on that for a few days. ive been doing all my homework, and this semester i have not one but TWO study halls replacing the pointless computers class and jewelry, which im actually sad to see go. i didnt actually finish my last project there though, so i can come back whenever i want and work on it. =] technically the i wasnt supposed to be using some of the techniques i used on it in jewelry 1 anyway. it was more of a jewelry 3 level project, but its great all the same. In my latin class, since my teacher never really spends time teaching us things (she usually just gives us a confusing packet and tells us to go work) my friend has been teaching me japanese. I really suck at it right now, but give me a week... lol. latin is actually making more sense the longer i stay in that class, despite the fact that the teacher never actually teaches. during our open gym softball practice a couple of my crazy junior friends were having conversations in spanish, and i found that i could actually converse in my dead language. our short broken sentences were somewhat interchangeable between the two languages anyway. i think we were talking about how badly we were throwing since it was near the end of a 3 hour grueling practice. iam defessus, et non possum bene iacere. its crappy, but at least im getting somewhere. spring sports start in exactly 25 days!!! im counting them down. winter is my off season technically, despite my indoor clinics and such. I never play a team sport in winter, and focus more on my studies and midterms, and now that the weather is amazing, and the snow is gone, and the wind is kicking up spring is fighting for the right to have our first practice outdoors. =] i need an outlet for my energy. sports usually fills it, but during the off-season: no sports. lol our band hasn't had another practice yet, but we're working on it. we've managed to put up with each other for long enough now to try and get down to business and start really playing with each other. hmm. what else is new? my birthday is coming up =] i cant wait. its going to be an awesome party!!! =D i think that's about it. im going to relax tomorrow, do all my hw during study hall, ace a test, and go chill with a bunch of friends at the opening night of friday the 13th. =] HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYBODY!!! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-7844347751659583505?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/7844347751659583505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=7844347751659583505' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/7844347751659583505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/7844347751659583505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/02/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-5963190688239561076</id><published>2009-01-28T22:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T23:06:21.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MIDTERMS</title><content type='html'>OK!!! I know, I've been gone for a really long time, but it's been a hell of a week and a half. ok, last week sucked. it was basically all midterm review crap, and i got bored of it all, so i decided to make a facebook!!! yay! =] now today, i told my dad about it to avoid a repeat of the meltdown which occurred when my parents found out about my blog. So now i have to watch what i say online cause if i mention things i don't want them knowing, they'll pull the guilt trip on me, and i have this huge soft-spot for that. &lt;=] on Saturday, our newly formed band, Th!rD DeMeNt!oN had it's first official practice. The singer and the lead guitarist came over to my house along with another friend who will be designing our label, and we rocked out from 4, to about 730 when we stopped to grab a piece of pizza on our way out the door to a Battle Of The Bands concert at our county center. we missed the first band entirely, but i was told that we didn't miss much. the second band was Okay-ish. Their lyrics and stage presentation left something to be desired, but the music was alright. the third and fourth bands sucked completely. but the fifth band was ok. The singer was really cute, and the lead guitarist, A completely freaked out and dragged us from the way back of the floor back to the front for their set list. The sixth band was so awful that we decided to go all the way to the back of the center and sit against one of he columns. we were sitting there when the cute singer guy from the fifth band, faded aces was standing like 20 feet away, and A dared me to go talk to him. I said something along the lines of 'you're on', and managed to get out about 2 sentences of crap about his band before asking if i could take a picture for proof. I fiddled with my camera phone for 5 minutes before realizing that it didn't HAVE a flash, so i apologized for making him wait and went back to our pillar, where we all cracked up. the seventh band was AMAZING!!!!! their name is Ever Since, and I swear to you, they are the real deal. its like a mix of the Killers, Paramore, Lifehouse, Blink-182, and a splash of Secondhand Serenade and All American Rejects. I bought their CD, and got all four of them to sign it. =] i've actually been walking around school listening to a WALKMAN just so i can hear their music. anyway, the eighth band was a non-vocal metal band from our school, and they were really good, but they 'experienced some technical difficulties' about halfway through their set list. by the last band, everyone prety much had their minds made up, and Ever Since ended up winning while band number 2 took 2nd. Their name was Noise in the Attic. well, Monday started crazy psycho midterm week, and yesterday i took my english and geometry midterm before getting kicked out of the building at 11. then i was dragged into the city by my mom. i thought she was just dragging me down broadway to run yet another errand for her incapacitated sister, but it turned out we were going for a visit to her old office building. I hadn't seen many of those people in years, and it was actually alot of fun. =] thank god it snowed today, because otherwise i would have been forced to take both a Global history midterm AND a biology midterm in the same day, and my head would have exploded. XP well, today i was talking to a whole bunch of my crazy friends. it was the kind of snowday where you catch up with everybody. =] I hope you all can forgive me, and I PROMISE to start posting more regularly as soon as testing week is over. &lt;=]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-5963190688239561076?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/5963190688239561076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=5963190688239561076' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5963190688239561076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5963190688239561076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/01/midterms.html' title='MIDTERMS'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-1803897358203705604</id><published>2009-01-18T17:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T11:54:11.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>Ahh, Friday was great, Saturday was long, and Sunday is, well, Sunday. A friend of mine is trying to start a band. She had it all figured out, and asked me to play guitar in it. I'm really excited for this, and There's going to be five of us, Me on rhythm guitar, My brother on drums, Leo, my bass-playing friend, her singing lead, and another friend on lead guitar. =] we're calling it 3rD DeMeNtIoN, and hopefully we can get our act together and send a demo CD around so we might have some chance of getting a gig. =] I'm really excited this weekend, despite how every day feels like Sunday. Ive managed to: Go to a concert and re-animate several dead friendships, do all my homework, and completely rock out on my guitar at band practice. =] see ya!&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-1803897358203705604?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/1803897358203705604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=1803897358203705604' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/1803897358203705604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/1803897358203705604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-weekend.html' title='Long Weekend'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-7428608332765430033</id><published>2009-01-13T08:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T09:09:05.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh... Mondays...</title><content type='html'>I thought Mondays always sucked, but now it's official. Mondays are the WORST day o the week. I'm kind of exaggerating here, but my arms feel like they're going to fall off, and I feel like whining just a little bit. XD I'm dead tired, and I got a whole bunch of stuff dumped on me at the same time. &lt;=[ I stayed up late on Sunday so I could write 2 essays, one for English and one for Global, and I found out last minute that the global essay wasn't due until Friday. Then, I went and didn't do my science homework 'cause I spent so much time writing the two essays. Then I went home, and went pretty much straight to field hockey, where I ran more than I had in pre-season from 3:30 to 5:00. My mom was late for picking me up, so I froze my butt off outside for about 20 minutes. Then At 7:00, I had to be at softball practice until 9:45. When I finally got home I took one look at my backpack, and thought 'fuck it. There is no way in hell that I'd even think about doing homework'. I passed out, and woke up way to early. Ok, i &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; I'm done venting now. &lt;=] In other news: The 'date' with my bassist friend was a total dud if it was supposed to be romantic in any way, but I had fun. It was nice to get out of the house every once in a while. He's really fun to hang out with. We went to see Yes Man, and then, following our usual 'after-movie thing', got ice-cream. (which in retrospect probably wasn't the smartest idea since it was freezing outside) and walked around for like a half-hour. then we went back to my House and watched ANOTHER movie, &lt;i&gt;plus&lt;/i&gt; my annoying little brother showed up. I think it was a quarter to one when we drove him home. It was fun, but in a non-romantic kind of way. =]&lt;br /&gt;right now I'm stuck in computers class wondering with the heck I'm going to do when this course ends at the end of the semester and I want to blog. &lt;=[ this is where I get most of my post-writing done during the weekdays, and the course ends in like 2 weeks when midterms start. Speaking of midterms, I'm getting more and more nervous. it's like a regents exam in the middle of the year, and represents like, an eighth of my entire final grade! =O Oh well. I've still got 2 weeks. gotta go, the bell's ringing! &lt;=]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-7428608332765430033?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/7428608332765430033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=7428608332765430033' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/7428608332765430033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/7428608332765430033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/01/ugh-mondays.html' title='Ugh... Mondays...'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-8209680755856969107</id><published>2009-01-09T03:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T03:33:18.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Delays and Three Day Weekends</title><content type='html'>Ok it's been a fairly odd week. On Tuesday there was this hail/rain storm, and all the rain and hail kinda froze together into one big solid ice coating all over EVERYTHING, so the high school sent home an automated phone message notifying us of the two-hour-delay quite loudly at 5:30 in the morning. =P And it only went uphill from there when my phone started ringing off the hook as my friend's family's also received the obnoxiously-loud message. Eventually I fell back into a fitful nap for about twenty minutes before the middle school called with yet another automated phone message at around 6:30, and woke everyone AGAIN. When my clock went off at 8:00, I was seriously thinking how my day could have possibly gotten off to a worse start if I had just gotten up at 5:55 like I always do and ignored the presence of the phone call, 'cause I was just as tired as if I stayed up until four in the morning. There's a long story about that, actually: I was home sick one day, and our cable was out, so I was making do with the normal crap they have on the primitive 60 channels everyone gets. And I don't know if you've noticed this before, but there's absolutely NOTHING even REMOTELY interesting on daytime television between 8:00 and 3:00. So i was surfing channels and I came to ABC family, and Gilmore girls was on. I kind of blew off ever seeing that show 'cause I was too stupid to actually give it a chance before I judged it, and I found that I thought it was the funniest non-cartoon show available on TV, and got completely hooked on it. Well, for Christmas, I got a season's collection of it, and I started watching it on the last Friday of the break, and it's like, 24 hours of TV over 6 disks. SO i was watching it, and the eldest of my younger brothers comes into my room playing some stupid bloody war video game on his Nintendo DS, and he's like 'what are you watching?', so I explain it to him, and ten minutes later, we're both sitting on my bed, and sharing a HUGE bowl of popcorn, and watching 18 solid hours out of the 24 before crashing at like 4 am, and waking up at 8:00 the next day. Ok, long story finally over now. So i get to school, and I find out that they're actually making us attend all nine of our classes that day, but since school started at 9:45, and still has to be over by 2:30, each class (excluding lunch) was exactly 27 minutes to make THIS long story short, nobody got any work done a all, all day. Best day ever! XD Wednesday was completely normal; same crap, different day, and everyone found out that superintendent's conference day was moved to this Friday, so suddenly Thursday became Friday ON TOP of Friday being Friday, and all the teachers were pissing and moaning all day about how they 'not only have to be stuck inside ALL day while they could be doing other things 9LIKE WHAT?!?!) AND apparently they were not notified about the 2 hour delay, so they showed up to the building 2 hours too early, and found it locked, and freezing'. I'm completely overloaded with work right, and the only reason I have the time to type out this extremely LONG post is because currently it's about 3:30 in the morning, and I have just completed a second Gilmore girls marathon. XD I know, I have no life, but what are you gonna do, right? Actually, I'm working on re-building my currently non-existing life by inviting another chronically life-less friend of mine to go see a movie with me. My best friend is completely freaking out because this person is someone I dated for a while back (some of you might remember him: the bassist for my band? Maybe not? whatever) and he's been grounded to the point of practically being chained to the house for the past several months, and I finally convinced his parents to let him out for one movie with me. XD so, wish me luck tomorrow (technically later today)!!! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-8209680755856969107?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/8209680755856969107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=8209680755856969107' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8209680755856969107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8209680755856969107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-delays-and-three-day-weekends.html' title='Snow Delays and Three Day Weekends'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-5862519564381711485</id><published>2009-01-05T09:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T08:34:43.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY! &lt;=]</title><content type='html'>Hey! Sorry for taking so long to actually post! I've been busy with a whole ton of projects and vacation crap and other stuff. The vacation is officially over, and now Im back to walking around the same dreary building again. Im looking forward to Friday though, superintendent's conference day has been rescheduled and schools are closed! =] today it's supposed to snow a couple of inches, and then freeze, so if there's a delay tomorrow, I can finally sleep late! Since I don't play a winter sport, I decided to do a Monday softball clinic and Monday indoor field hockey until preseason begins for spring sports. That was a big mistake. We ran like crazy in field hockey yesterday, and then I screwed up my back playing 3 hours of softball. =P oh well, hopefully there's a delay at least tomorrow so I can relax a little! bye! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-5862519564381711485?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/5862519564381711485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=5862519564381711485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5862519564381711485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5862519564381711485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2009/01/sorry.html' title='SORRY! &lt;=]'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-8486281559269082268</id><published>2008-12-31T20:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T21:12:08.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEARS PEOPLE!!! sorry I haven't been able to really post in so long. The holidays have gotten to me. &lt;=] Right now I'm counting down to the new year and trying to come up with new years resolutions. so far I've got:&lt;br /&gt;1) Do all my homework AT HOME and ACTUALLY hand it in the day AND period it's due&lt;br /&gt;2) ATTEMPT to speak in nicer tones to my brothers&lt;br /&gt;3) Practice my instruments at LEAST three times a week, instead of the hour before lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can come up with now, but I know that there's more I can work on. What are your new years resolutions?&lt;br /&gt;The weather here in Arizona is getting warmer, and I passed out in a beach chair next to the pool for several hours today, and it was amazingly relaxing. I checked the weather back at home though, and tomorrow I will be returning to below freezing temperatures and ALOT of snow. I'm happy about the snow and the temperature part, but the weather will probably screw up our flight plans. =P I can't wait to be staying in my own house tomorrow. =] enjoy the first day in the New Year!!!! =] HAPPY 2009!!!!&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-8486281559269082268?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/8486281559269082268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=8486281559269082268' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8486281559269082268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8486281559269082268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-8884513117453136745</id><published>2008-12-26T12:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:20:12.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start Of A New Vacation</title><content type='html'>Currently, I'm sitting in an uncomfortably hard armchair in the 'president's' club at George Bush Airport, Houston, TX after an uncomfortable 3 1/2 hour flight. I have about another twenty minutes before my next flight starts boarding, so I decided to sign onto my new little laptop, and see if i can pick up an internet signal worthy of blogging. =] I hope all of you had an amazing christmas!! =] I'll add more to this later, but I've gotta go! &lt;=]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-8884513117453136745?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/8884513117453136745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=8884513117453136745' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8884513117453136745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8884513117453136745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/12/start-of-new-vacation.html' title='The Start Of A New Vacation'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-3158194868175746287</id><published>2008-12-24T15:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T15:35:22.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! =]</title><content type='html'>Just a quick post to wish all of you an AMAZING christmas! =] I promise to post more later. RIght now Im on my way to my grandma's and Im going to lose WiFi in like 3 seconds. =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-3158194868175746287?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/3158194868175746287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=3158194868175746287' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3158194868175746287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3158194868175746287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! =]'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-8443068836615159321</id><published>2008-12-20T15:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:22:37.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoke Too Soon</title><content type='html'>Ok, sorry Ive been bitching alot lately. I dont mean to drone on about annoying things for that long. &lt;=] I spoke wayy too soon on the whole 'snow day' thing, because yesterday, EVEN THOUGH IT DIDNT START SNOWING UNTIL LIKE 10 IN THE MORNING, we had no school!! =] It was pretty funny. I  woke up at 6, just in case school was still open. Took a shower in pitch blackness, then half stublied down the stairs to find out what was going on. My parents are divorced, and my dad lives in the next town, so we dont get the school channel for the town where I actually attend school. So I was sitting there flipping through news channels looking for news 12, (which I forgot was ACTUALLY on channel 12!! All I remembered was that it was channel 17-something on fios, but we dont HAVE fios at my dads house!) I waited while they read off of a huge list of districts in our county who had a snow day and I was thinking to myself: 'holy crap there's alot of closings today!' then they annouced my district, an simultaneously all of my friends were texting me, trying to see what we could do together. All in all, yesterday was GREAT!!! =] It actually looks like we're going to get a white Christmas!!! =]&lt;br /&gt;COUNTDOWN TO HANUKAH: 1 DAY!!!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;COUNTDOWN TO CHRISTMAS: 4 days!!!! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-8443068836615159321?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/8443068836615159321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=8443068836615159321' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8443068836615159321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8443068836615159321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/12/spoke-too-soon.html' title='Spoke Too Soon'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-3506772730276687998</id><published>2008-12-18T21:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:45:31.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!!</title><content type='html'>I NEED A SNOW DAY. I AM SLOWLY GOING INSANE! everyone I know is getting on my nerves, teachers, family, ex-friends, brothers, etc. The weather people say that It's going to be a big storm, but that it's not going to start until like 9 tomorrow morning. Now, our school district is being extremely stingy with the available snow days and vacations. Every other district in our county gets 2 whole weeks off for vacation, but we only get a little more than one. Every other district gets multiple snow days, but we get only one. It sucks. On TOP of that, my little half-brother who lives with my dads side of the family in the next town, well that district has so many snow days that they gave him the day off tomorrow just on the speculation that there's going to be a dangerous amount of snow falling. But do we get that? No. We have to wait until the snow actually starts falling before the school will have an emergency evacuation. =P. onto lighter topics: COUNTDOWN TO HANUKAH: 3 days!&lt;br /&gt;COUNTDOWN TO CHRISTMAS: 6 days!&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT!!! All my friends and I are bringing gifts for each other on tuesday! =] speaking of which, I didnt actually finish holiday shopping! I have to get cards for people! XD hope yu guys are having good weather wherever you are! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-3506772730276687998?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/3506772730276687998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=3506772730276687998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3506772730276687998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3506772730276687998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/12/please-please-please.html' title='PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-6167166167335003559</id><published>2008-12-17T08:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T20:17:41.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(almost) SNOW DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, today didn't start off too well. It started snowing alot last night, and my friends and I got really wound up because we haven't had a snow day in a REALLY long time, and we were texting until like midnight. Then, One of my friends who had fallen asleep woke up and texted me while I was asleep at around 1 in the morning asking if they had declared a snow day. I was totally passed out, and my phone scared the living crap out of me, so I got up to flip on the TV and check. I was so out of it, I thought it was 6 in the morning! So I was up at one-o-clock sitting 3 inches from the TV screen (i was so tired, and I forgot to find my glasses) I think I was there for about a half hour, trying to find the local school chanel on the crappy 'Verison Fios' box (CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!?!?! IT IS FREAKING &lt;i&gt;IMPOSSIBLE&lt;/i&gt; TO FIND THE NEWS ON THAT THING!!!) I finally looked at the time, threw my phone across the room, and went to sleep until 6. It turns out that there wasn't even a delay, and the sanitation people put down enough salt to keep the ice away. &lt;=[ Oh well. Hopefully it'll snow again, I really want a white chrismas! =] Right now Im SUPPOSED to me writing a research paper, but screw it. Ill do it at home, or during study hall, or... Or... Oh, who am I kidding? It'll get done eventually. &lt;=] gotta go!&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-6167166167335003559?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/6167166167335003559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=6167166167335003559' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/6167166167335003559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/6167166167335003559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/12/almost-snow-day.html' title='(almost) SNOW DAY!!!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-1191343579171035304</id><published>2008-12-10T21:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:36:56.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Header</title><content type='html'>Ok, I think it's a little hard to read, but for a first shot i like my new blog title background. =] It's been a long week, and I regret to say that nothing really new has happened. &lt;=[ its been slow going, but every day i feel a little more energized for christmas!!! =] I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; that I remembered to buy everyone gifts, and it's going to be a long, heavy day toting around everyone's gifts (but well worth it!) =] What do you guys do for christmas? Or Hanukah? Or kwnaza? How do you guys celebrate the holidays? For me, all my family members on my dads side go up to my grandma's house for christmas eve, and then we wake up at his house, and open presents before going to my mom's house for christmas day. Then we wake up at around 3 the next day and leave for a week of vacation before returning! =] This year we're going back to Arizona. It was beautiful there! =] I'll have to dig up some pictures for my next post. It's been so Long and we look so different! =] only 14 days 'till christmas!!!11 =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-1191343579171035304?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/1191343579171035304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=1191343579171035304' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/1191343579171035304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/1191343579171035304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-header.html' title='New Header'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-4396168223476715835</id><published>2008-12-08T08:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:37:44.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1 YEAR DOWN!!!! =]</title><content type='html'>Ok, I was a total idiot yesterday, and when I was busy complaining lamely about my weekend, I totally forgot that it was December 7th, and officially marked the year point for my blog!!! =] I have to change some stuff later though, because the school computers flip out when I try to upload pictures and more music, Im barely getting away with posting during computer class like i usually do. &lt;=] I am slipping on keeping track of the dates right now, i almost forgot that it was my friend's dad's birthday on Sunday! i either need to get more sleep, or drink more caffeine. lol well, Ill get back on blogger later and update a bunch of stuff, but right now, I have about 30 seconds to finish something, so bye! &lt;=]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-4396168223476715835?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/4396168223476715835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=4396168223476715835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4396168223476715835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4396168223476715835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/12/1-year-down.html' title='1 YEAR DOWN!!!! =]'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-7907776294889478005</id><published>2008-12-07T16:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:57:22.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Tired</title><content type='html'>Right now, my legs feel like they're made of lead. I spent about 10 hours this weekend at what I'd like to call 'softball boot-camp'. It was actually pretty cool, but I'm positive that I'm going to need a cane tomorrow to help me get around the school. =P It was this huge thing at Fordham university with these two players from the USA Olympics team =] And since I'm a catcher, I spent a total of about i don't know, 3 hours squatting and throwing. &lt;=/ The first day was pretty fun though, I wasn't as sore. its a two day clinic, and on Saturday I did catching and outfield. The outfield was run by this coach from Berkley, and we spent part of the time charging at this mat and diving head-first into it! it was great, but now that I'm feeling all sore, i just feel like staying in bed for the rest of the day. =] i did get some pictures that i will upload probably tomorrow of the two Olympics players, Stacey Nuveman and Jessica Mendoza. =] it actually snowed here last night. Of course, it wasn't much, and now its all gone, BUT IT ACTUALLY SNOWED!!! =] Ive gotta go do something productive now, global homework doesn't do itself you know! (contrary to popular belief) &lt;=]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-7907776294889478005?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/7907776294889478005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=7907776294889478005' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/7907776294889478005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/7907776294889478005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/12/dead-tired.html' title='Dead Tired'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-441014911829581087</id><published>2008-12-04T08:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T09:08:47.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It Actually Going To Snow This Year, Or What?</title><content type='html'>December is starting, and the weather is crispy, but too dry! The same thing happened most of last winter too, it was too dry for any real snowstorm until after New Years! The tops of our cars was covered in frost today, and my crazy friends were trying to see if they could blow 'smoke rings' with their visible breath, but C'MON! I want some real Snow, not these flurries that show up, and then melt. I haven't seen 'real snow' in I don't even remember how long. By real snow, I mean the kind that packs good enough to have a huge snowball fight! =] Hopefully it'll snow soon. On another note, in 2 days, my blog will be exactly one year old! =] I found a list on another blog I read, a list of stuff about me last year, and I decided to make a special post for the year anniversary of my blog. =] I'll probably end up changing the title and description too, i realized now how stupid I sounded a year when I typed this, I just never really paid any attention to it. &lt;=] gotta go, the bell is ringing! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-441014911829581087?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/441014911829581087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=441014911829581087' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/441014911829581087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/441014911829581087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-it-actually-going-to-snow-this-year.html' title='Is It Actually Going To Snow This Year, Or What?'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-8086208076388918745</id><published>2008-12-03T21:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:30:28.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Week</title><content type='html'>I've been talking to my friends about this, but this week has been really weird. All during thanksgiving vacation, every single day felt like sunday, and now this week, every day feels like friday. =P The weather is getting colder and dryer. I think it was like 36 this morning, and I could see my breath as I walked through the seniors courtyard in between classes. My computer was freaking out, so i couldnt post yesterday, though I tried to comment on your blogs. =] Right now Im lying on my bed with my kitty, Lucky, IMing people and blogging at the same time while listening to my playlist; i really should be doing this project for global. You are basically designing your own Yin-Yang sign. Im thinking of doing like, Bob Marley/Metallica kind of thing. Just opposites. =] Im actually getting pretty good at wire wrapping jewelry, so Ill have to battle my computer sometime this week and try to get pictures up. ALSO! I almost forgot! This saturday and sunday Im doing this softball clinic run by former and current olympian softball players! =] ill HAVE to get pictures up after that!!! =] gotta go! 21 Days 'Till Christmas!!! lol&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-8086208076388918745?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/8086208076388918745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=8086208076388918745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8086208076388918745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8086208076388918745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/12/weird-week.html' title='Weird Week'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-9034277335028142824</id><published>2008-12-01T15:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:35:13.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>December!</title><content type='html'>I can't really believe that December's here already! =] (By some miracle) I'm totally done Christmas shopping! =] I got my best friends gifts, and cards for a whole bunch of people I know! Weather here in our suburb is really freaky. it snowed all of Saturday night, then it turned to rain. It POURED all Sunday night, and then today it was crystal clear outside with a low of 60! In other news, I totally bombed NaNoWriMo. I think I lost all my steam after like, 34000 words. so, Ill give it a re-try next year. &lt;=] there was a countdown of the top 1043 greatest classic rock songs on 104.3 FM yesterday, and (not that I was surprised) Stairway To Heaven was numero uno. Gun's 'N Roses rocks, and stairway to heaven has held the number one spot for the last 4 years running! Ill have to add that song to my playlist... enjoy the last month of 08!!! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-9034277335028142824?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/9034277335028142824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=9034277335028142824' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/9034277335028142824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/9034277335028142824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/12/december.html' title='December!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-3036967162254731122</id><published>2008-11-27T18:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:01:25.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!</title><content type='html'>Just a quick post to wish everyone a happy thanksgiving before I go upstairs and hang out with the rest of my family!!!! =] HAPPY THANKSGIVING! Be sure to be thankful for everything you have in your lives!&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-3036967162254731122?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/3036967162254731122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=3036967162254731122' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3036967162254731122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3036967162254731122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-4119110559670008186</id><published>2008-11-25T14:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T14:28:05.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts And A Song</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. I'm just passing the time during X-period in the media center at my school. I've been writing this song for this club I'm in, and I want to run it by you guys, tell me what you think:&lt;br /&gt;It’s either you or me&lt;br /&gt;If you go down, you take me with you&lt;br /&gt;I didn't choose this, it just happened&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you get it? You pretend to.&lt;br /&gt;How do you expect me to choose? &lt;br /&gt;Its 2 halfs of me&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it happening&lt;br /&gt;I’m falling for you all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re always there when nobody wants to listen&lt;br /&gt;You get me when nobody else does&lt;br /&gt;I’m there when you need me&lt;br /&gt;But it just didn’t work together&lt;br /&gt;It messed things up, bad&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m feeling myself slipping back&lt;br /&gt;Feeling myself make that same mistake&lt;br /&gt;Here I go again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s either you or me&lt;br /&gt;If you go down, you drag me with you&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t choose this, It just happened&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you get it? You pretend to&lt;br /&gt;How do you expect me to choose? Its 2 halfs of me&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it happening&lt;br /&gt;I’m falling for you all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were gone&lt;br /&gt;There was a hole in my life&lt;br /&gt;It was all gray, swirling around me&lt;br /&gt;I needed you to balance my life&lt;br /&gt;But it got too complicated&lt;br /&gt;I’m slipping back&lt;br /&gt;Slipping back to you&lt;br /&gt;Here I go again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had your chance,&lt;br /&gt;We both did&lt;br /&gt;It just didn’t work&lt;br /&gt;It just got so complicated&lt;br /&gt;But we keep coming back&lt;br /&gt;Back to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s either you or me&lt;br /&gt;If you go down, you drag me down with you&lt;br /&gt;It just happens, We didn’t choose it&lt;br /&gt;You get it now, or you always have&lt;br /&gt;You know I can’t choose&lt;br /&gt;Its 2 halfs of my heart&lt;br /&gt;It’s still happening, ...still happening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any kind of constructive criticism is welcome. PLEASE! I NEED FEEDBACK!!! &lt;=]&lt;br /&gt;On to my more random thoughts of the day: I did pretty much nothing today except daydream. the only constructive thing I did all day was some geometric proofs during math, and that just about covers it. lol. I'm suffering from severe writers block for this story I'm writing for NaNoWriMo (thank you Aren! =]), National Novel Writing Month. The goal for this thing is to be able to write a 50,000 (minimum) word story. I'm stuck around 32,000 words, and I'm running dangerously low on imagination here. =P I was so out of it today that I had a staring contest with a wall during health class. Yes, they still force me to take that dumb class, even after shoving the material down my throat for the last 3 years. =P On the upside, I have no thanksgiving break homework! =] YES! now I can goof off with my crazy college-aged cousins without having to worry about some stupid project or whatnot. Well, now &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; bell's gonna ring (i just can't escape that, can i?), so I gotta sign off, and leave. bye! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-4119110559670008186?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/4119110559670008186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=4119110559670008186' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4119110559670008186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4119110559670008186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-thoughts-and-song.html' title='Random Thoughts And A Song'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-8921586263394158115</id><published>2008-11-24T08:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:54:05.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twighlight Movie!</title><content type='html'>Ok, This is probably going to be an abnormally-long post because I've been talking to my twighlight-holic friends all weekend, and there are a few different points we've made about the movie, and i haven't posted in a couple of days, so i might bore you to death with my currently stand-still life. ;)&lt;br /&gt;1) Last night i was IMing this guy friend of mine whose gf dragged him out to see the movie. He was talking about how there should have been more of a fight scene between James and Edward. I totally agree, and so do pretty much all of my friends. All the did was smack each other around a little bit, and with all the can do with computers, they should've gone half matrix! Here's a little excerpt of our IM (he's in italics):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;9:44pm: The only things I've complained about. Were the fact that James was killed off WAY too easily. And the fact he was killed off at all xD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:45pm: lol. true. there should have been way more of an action-y fight . i mean, with all that they can do with computer graphics these days, they should have gone half matrix. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;9:46pm: Yeah xD All they did was throw each other around a couple times, and then it's over :/&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the rest of our conversation was more of the same.&lt;br /&gt;2)weird facial expressions. Was I the ony one who noticed the weird expressions Robert Patterson and Kristen Stewart had on their faces during some scenes of the movie? I swear it looked like Edward was crossed-eyed when he was getting the poison out of Bella's arm. XD&lt;br /&gt;3) Some of the people were totally not like we'd imagined. Kristen made an excellent Bella, and at first I thought that they had casted Edward wrong, but Robert did a pretty good job. We hardly saw &lt;i&gt;ANY&lt;/i&gt; of either Jasper or Alice, and personally, I think Jasper and Jake should have had shorter hair.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, Was it a really good movie? ABSOLUTELY! Could they have done a little better? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to my painfully average life. Nothing too interesting has happened. The usual, Come home, fake homework, read other people's blogs, swear at my computer for not letting me post, be forced to practice piano, blast classic rock to piss off the neighbors. etc. =] just kidding, my life has been GREAT!!! My band is currently rocking 3 cover songs: Fortunate Son, by Creedence Clearwater Revival, and 2 DOORS songs, Light My Fire, and Break On Through! The guys in the band are really great, and thank god that they're all ym age this time! Last time my music school placed me in a band, There was 2 4th graders (not to say that they were'nt great musicians), a 7th grader, and one other 8th grader (this was last year, when I was in 8th grade)! This year there's 2 other freshmen, and 2 sophomores. The only thing that hasn't really changed is the fact that I'm the only girl. I'm actually getting used to that. I think that there really aren't too many girls who play electric guitar either, so its mutual. I've only seen 1 other electric guitar playing girl at that music school, and she kinda hates my guts, most of the girls there take voice. Crap. I gotta go, AGAIN. Damn school bell. =/ Oh well, bye! &lt;=]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-8921586263394158115?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/8921586263394158115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=8921586263394158115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8921586263394158115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8921586263394158115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/11/twighlight-movie.html' title='Twighlight Movie!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-6083217658711984200</id><published>2008-11-21T08:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T15:04:03.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TWIGHLIGHT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/SSa4wAlX66I/AAAAAAAAACE/DWaB5a2Yr0Q/s1600-h/twilight1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/SSa4wAlX66I/AAAAAAAAACE/DWaB5a2Yr0Q/s200/twilight1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271103548813732770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I was a total idiot, and waited until the LAST POSSIBLE SECOND to buy my tickets. The only showtime that wasn't totally sold out was the 4:30 showing in the best theater. Now, All my friends pretty much bought out the other 4 shows, so my plan is: Go see the movie at 4:30, then go to the 6:30 show, and the 9:00 show. =]. Technically it wasn't my plan, my dad said that since he didn't have anything that i had to do around the house, he suggested that I go to the later shows so I could hang out with ALL my friends (since some only got tickets to the 4:30, and some got tickets for the 6:30). One of my crazy lucky friends has tickets to go see it in the LOWES THEATER in NYC, i really hate her for that, those tickets have been sold out for weeks! lol =] anyway,, hopefully all of you will be able to see the movie today, and blog all about it tomorrow! gotta go, the bell's gonna ring! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-6083217658711984200?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/6083217658711984200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=6083217658711984200' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/6083217658711984200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/6083217658711984200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/11/twighlight.html' title='TWIGHLIGHT!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/SSa4wAlX66I/AAAAAAAAACE/DWaB5a2Yr0Q/s72-c/twilight1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-2597224182966852640</id><published>2008-11-20T09:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T09:09:31.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLY CRAP IT'S SNOWING</title><content type='html'>Ok, what is it? like the middle of freaking November? it's been snowing outside since before school started, and now Im sitting in my 2nd period computer class wondering if it's gonna stop, or if there's gonna b a massive snowball fight during lunch. It's awesome and all that it's snowing, don't get me wrong, but snow causes ALOT of problems. Try lugging a guitar around in the snow to classes, or songwriter club. =P oh well. I guess I'll try to enjoy it before it melts.&lt;br /&gt;Before the bell rings at 9:11, I absolutely HAVE to say something. Now, I'm not &lt;i&gt;totally&lt;/i&gt; obsessed with this as some other people I know, but, TWIGHLIGHT SOMES OUT TOMORROW!!!!!!! GO TEAM EDWARD!!!!! lol. ok, the bell's gonna ring, and I have to hand stuff in, sooo arrivederci! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-2597224182966852640?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/2597224182966852640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=2597224182966852640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2597224182966852640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2597224182966852640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/11/hooly-crap-its-snowing.html' title='HOLY CRAP IT&apos;S SNOWING'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-6367611013933165390</id><published>2008-11-19T08:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T09:05:35.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH</title><content type='html'>Sorry I'm taking so long to post. i PROMISE to post more often. &lt;=] I did get my glasses! (YAY!) and I'm now back to living in them every other day when I don't have aquatics. =] in my jewelry design class, I finished my project, and it looks so cool! nobody believes I made it, they all think I bought it somewhere. Ill get a photo of it up here after I get it back to my teacher for grading. Right now I'm wearing it. since I finished early, he let me wear it for a day before I hand it back. i absolutely LOVE that class. whenever I get bored, I walk over to the junk drawer (about 100 pounds of scrap metal in a huge drawer) and find the nicest piece of any metal, then I just fix it up, add a cool design or a phrase, and add it onto my necklace. I have about 15 little 'charms', and i also make them for my friend's birthdays. =] argh. ok, the computer teacher is barking orders at people, so i think she's going to go make a round and check everyone;s screen now. (ugh. computer class is pointless) so, I've gotta go. bye! &lt;=]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-6367611013933165390?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/6367611013933165390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=6367611013933165390' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/6367611013933165390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/6367611013933165390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/11/argh.html' title='ARGH'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-8825095947170889064</id><published>2008-11-12T20:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:43:20.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need To Work On This</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/SRuFki4xJCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Rc6q-5C-e8w/s1600-h/myglasses2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/SRuFki4xJCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Rc6q-5C-e8w/s320/myglasses2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267951052026618914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. sorry guys. I keep putting off blogging because whenever Im at my moms house, my computer freaks out whenever i try to post anything. usually I can sneak onto blogger whenever my retarded computer teacher is looking the other way, but not this week. now Im FINALLY at my dads house, which is like a vacation. i can do just about anything online (no parental controls), pretend Ive done all my homework, and do anything I want. unfortunately, my spoiled brat of a half brother has an upcoming birthday. (not that it matters) For the rest of us, the world revolves around us on our birthdays, for him, he thinks that people are finally paying him the respect he deserves by bringing him gifts. =P So pretty soon, Im gonna be begging for my moms house again. my crazy schedule has actually reached the perfect balance to the point where I can actually boast that my parents dont piss me off &lt;i&gt;ALL&lt;/i&gt; the time. =]&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im actually feeling really happy this week! im finally getting new glasses! (see the picture of them above!) for the last like, 3 years, Ive practically lived in my contacts, but that's only because I didn't have the heart to tell my mom that the really expensive glasses she bought me on a 'no return' policy were annoying and made me look weird. but two days ago, I was visiting the eye doctor (my eyes got so bad in 6 months that i had to go back really early) and I was looking through the frames for a new pair. I found these amazing frames that actually look really good on me nomatter what I wear! =] I can't wait for school on monday so i can wear them when they come. they said they'd be here on friday so i can wear them monday. maybe now Ill live in my glasses instead! =] gotta go, i PROMISE to work on posting more often. &lt;=]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-8825095947170889064?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/8825095947170889064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=8825095947170889064' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8825095947170889064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8825095947170889064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-need-to-work-on-this.html' title='I Need To Work On This'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/SRuFki4xJCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Rc6q-5C-e8w/s72-c/myglasses2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-3818216359958573707</id><published>2008-11-05T09:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:03:44.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OBAMA WON!</title><content type='html'>I really can't say I'm surprised, I mean, for every 5 points Obabma got, McCain got 1, and it was over at like, 11. exactly when the west coast polls closed. I just have to say this, (i mean ABSOLUTELY NO OFFENSE to all you republicans &lt;=]) YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The only thing i really didn't like about McCain was Sarah Palin. My brother came up with (probably his only politically funny thing EVER) an idea for one of my many 'iron-on' shirts: it will have a picture of Sarah Palin on it (still no offense to republicans) and say in huge quotes: "I'LL BE BACK IN 2013!" hopefully, you guys will pick it up faster than some of my friends. anyway, I was up until like 1 watching speeches over and over again. I was watching the crowds on TV after Obama was projected the winner, and i was like 'OMG! Jesse Jackson is just standing in the crowd crying!'. it was a special moment. I was over at one of my mom's friend's houses when they announced Obama the projected winner, and it was like new year's eve when they showed Cali, Washington, and Oregon Blue! There was screaming, and my brother actually showed more interest in politics then than I've ever seen in his whole life. I'm actually feeling really deep right now...&lt;br /&gt;It was like watching history get made, only we were a part of it. He will be the president for the next four years, and we're finally old enough to fully understand what that means. Finally America can stand up and say everyone's equal. hopefully there will be a woman president soon. and who knows where we will go from there.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the deep feeling's passed. =] I am extremly proud of myself this quarter in school. Ive managed to fake 2 projects, 5 essays, a whole quarter's worth of homework assignments, and still maintain my B-to-A grades. =] by 'fake' I mean 'put-off-till-the-last-possible-second-and-do-it-during-lunch-or-Latin' I mean, we havent learned anything new in latin since 2 years ago. according to the state standards, me and the only other 8 people in our level (who have taken lating together for the last 3 years, minus the new sophmore girl) are learning alot, but all we do is translate stories. =/ so i jsut do my geometry and global homework. the way my schedule works, I have latin class 4th, geometry 5th, and global 6th, so it lets me 'fake' all homeworks for those classes. =] It's really a bad habbit, and i keep telling my self I'm going to break it, but i just can't. It's addicting, and it's erased the entire feeling that probably ties all of your stomach's into knots when you forget to do something. It used to make me nervous, if i forgot to do a homework, and then had to do a rush-job to finish it during some other class, but now, I just can't get myself motivated enough to actually do it at home. =[ I've gotta work harder on that. on to new topics: There's this songwriters club that meets every thursday and monday. I think I'm gonna bring my guitar to school tomorrow and gibe this club a shot. who knows? maybe I'll like it! =] Spring sports... I know it's probably a little too early to be really considering it, but the softball coach wants a definate answer from me now. i dont know why. maybe because all my softball friends who said they were doing softball in the highschool? yeah them? well, it turns out they're NOT doing softball this year, so he's probably all wary of who's gonna drop. I'm still torn between lacrosse and softball. I was a great lacrosse goalie, but it hurts to play lacrosse. Im good at softball, and its mainly painless, but all my friends are going to be playing lacrosse. I dont know. i'll probably end up doing softball anyway, because it's what i love, that's what it's all about right? wow. this is my longest post in a while. I've gotta get some sleep though. Ive been up late every night for a week, and it takes it's toll. 'nite everybody! lol =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-3818216359958573707?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/3818216359958573707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=3818216359958573707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3818216359958573707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3818216359958573707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/11/obama-won.html' title='OBAMA WON!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-3841161639583077914</id><published>2008-11-02T11:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:53:14.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN!!!!!</title><content type='html'>YES! this halloween rocked!! =] I got to hang out with my best crazy friends all night! =] we stayed about as far away from our school as humanly possible, because of the cops, and ended up having an enormous shaving cram WAR!!! =] it was great! we got our first trick or treaters at like 4, so i had just gotten back from school, and my mom was handing out candy to these tiny kids! it was sooo cute! &lt;=] We walked around my friends neighborhood, on the other side of the city, then we walked back to my neighborhood, where we washed off the shaving cream, and watched scary movies until their parents picked them up. overall, it was a great night! =] I just put the finishing touches on my freakishly long 24 page project, and now that Ive gotten rid of ONE project, THREE more spring up. So, by thursday, I have to write 2 essays, and create an entire civilization for global. =P i feel kinda ill from all the cany I ate, but at least my foot feels better now. it was just sprained. =] im gonna go get ready for tomorrow, cause like always, i didnt do ANY homework. =/&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-3841161639583077914?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/3841161639583077914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=3841161639583077914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3841161639583077914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3841161639583077914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='HALLOWEEN!!!!!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-5173527062876659046</id><published>2008-10-29T21:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:48:36.838-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAP!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I think I just had the crappiest day in the history of my crappy days:&lt;br /&gt;1) i was so out of it this morning, that when I brought my aquatics stuff in for gym in a plastic shopping bag, i sat down in the hallway with my friends while waiting for the first bell to ring, then walked away and forgot it there until 2nd period. by then it was too late, and it was nowhere to be found. what does one DO with a swimsuit and towel anyway? its not like you can sell it for good money!&lt;br /&gt;2) I was forced to take a bus home for the first time in like, i dont know, 4 years? I made it on before it left, got a good seat, etc. it was fine. then, my stop was on this narrow 2 lane 2 way street. there was no sidewalk, and barely any grass. So naturally, because of the heavy trafic on that street, i hopped up onto the curb and started baancing my way down the street on that while i waited for the bus to pass me so i could walk in the street. when I was about to step down from the curb, my shoe slipped, and I twisted my ankle pretty badly on the way down. I managed to pull myself together before anyone on the bus could think: 'hey! that little freshman girl jut tripped on the curb!'. I walked really gingerly home, and all of a sudden, my mom starts freaking out. I usually dont make a big deal out of getting hurt, but this REALLY hurt. I mean, with brothers and sports combined, yeah, i get hit alot with things. I have lots of bruises, and they heal within two weeks tops. but this was like, if i rotate my foot too much, i collapse. It really sucks, and whatever dignity i scraped together after i slipped off the curb earlier will be stripped from me if it turns out i actually broke my stupid foot. &gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;3) My mom got really pissed off that i didnt do any work on this project of mine until i got to her house, so she wrote this big long pissed off e-mail to my dad complaining that we never do any work when we're at his house. this is so not true. I actually DID do work, contrary to popular belief, but its not much, and there's still lots to do.&lt;br /&gt;4) It MONSOONED (spell check?) yesterday, and the cardboard box I spraypainted like an Ipod for halloween MELTED!!! I swear I had No idea that it would rain, but it did, so now Im screwed unless i can get a great new halloween costume by tomorrow. =/&lt;br /&gt;so over the course of one day, i become: failing aquatics from missing classes (because i forgot my stuff), a cripple (which sucks), and stuck sitting down for the rest of the night with my dad hanging over my shoulder to make sure Im doing schoolwork. =[ On the brighter side: I just figured out what I can use for my halloween costume!!! There's this uniform store near my house. It's basically a store where nurses get scrubs, and police officers get uniforms, and custodians, and crossing guards, etc. So i plan to go there tomorrow and buy up a 'professional looking' pair of scrubs, throw red paint on them, put a 'bloody' rag around my foot, and hobble around like a zombie surgeon or something. lol XD oh well. ill write more after HALLOWEEN!!!! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-5173527062876659046?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/5173527062876659046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=5173527062876659046' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5173527062876659046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5173527062876659046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/10/crap.html' title='CRAP!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-2543256304518264396</id><published>2008-10-24T22:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:06:06.199-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Week!</title><content type='html'>This was really long-feeling week. I think it has something to do with the fact that for the past three weeks we only had four days of school and then a vacation day for some remote religious holiday. Oh well. Whatever it was, it made this week seem REALLY long. sports are officially over. we won our last game against our rival school Ursaline (really ugly name for a all girls school =P) and then the entire team went out for pizza. I managed to get hit in the knee really hard on the LAST day, so of course my knee is now black and purple. &gt;=[ Oh well. Softball 'clinics' (pre season unofficial practices) are now starting on Saturdays. I'm going to try to go to all of them. I need all the edge i can get if I'm shooting for varsity this year. Halloween's almost here! =] here's how I predict my evening will go: 1) i will be stuck dragging my younger siblings around the neighborhood for about an hour. 2) then I will ditch my costume somewhere and meet up with a whole bunch of my friends at one of their houses. 3) We will probably get into a HUGE shaving cream fight in the street and end up completely COVERED in it. 4) on our way back to our own houses at like 11, we will probably do each other's hair with freaky styles because all the shaving cream in it will act like gel. That was basically a re-cap of last year, so i pretty much expect more of the same this year. =] I went to our town's Friday night skate at the local ice rink. I realized how bad at skating I'd gotten, so i took the whole evening re-teaching myself all the things about skating I'd forgotten over the summer. Now I'm dead tired, and I probably bought around $8.00 on Pepsi today. ($1 a can) So not only am I exhausted, all the caffeine I ingested had me totally wired. I'm going to go to bed and TRY to sleep, that way I have some prayer of being able to function tomorrow. =] goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;pce-ove-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-2543256304518264396?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/2543256304518264396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=2543256304518264396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2543256304518264396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2543256304518264396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/10/long-week.html' title='Long Week!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-8065629785029901954</id><published>2008-10-18T12:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:48:31.189-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's WAY Too Cold Out To Still Be Fall</title><content type='html'>Ok. For the past week, the temperature goes something like this: 60-70 degrees in the daytime, and 20-30 degrees in the nighttime. unfortunately for me, since it gets dark so early, all of my current field hockey games are considered night games. =[ yesterday we got our butts kicked by the 2nd best team in the league. oh well. there's only 2 games left, and then the season's over. we have to clean out our disgusting locker room, and get ready for the winter sport season. all of my friends are doing winter track, but i cant =[ so im just gonna go to some of their meets. if i miss any more music lessons, i wont be able to make them up. =/ HALLOWEEN'S ALMOST HERE!!! =] i decided that Ill just dress up as an ipod. i only have to wear it for a couple of hours while i watch my siblings, then i can turn them over to my family and just go catch up with my crazy friends. we'll probably just end up in a huge shaving cream war on south Lexington st. anyway, just like last year. =] ive gotta go, but ill try to post more often! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-8065629785029901954?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/8065629785029901954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=8065629785029901954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8065629785029901954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8065629785029901954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-way-too-cold-out-to-still-be-fall.html' title='It&apos;s WAY Too Cold Out To Still Be Fall'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-5808704987721941711</id><published>2008-10-13T16:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T16:33:35.167-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Off Of School</title><content type='html'>Whoohoo! thank god ive got no school today. i needed an extra day to relax and do nothing. =] unfortunately ive got alot of HW that i didn't do over the weekend (Which I'm currently procrastinating &lt;=]). tomorrow is another field hockey game and then (Hopefully not) a piano lesson. =[ my cat's birthday is coming up soon (thank all of you for the great comments on his picture =]) he turns 3 this year. to remember how cute he was, im probably going to post some pictures of my little brother Gabe getting attacked by him 3 years ago. =] (They're pretty funny) Halloween is in two weeks!!!! I have no idea what i'm going to be this year (if im going to be anything) i dont know. last year a friend of mine (A guy) dressed up as a waitress. lol he even wore lipstick and mascara! =] im going to get back to my homework. i actually want to get it all done, and i have alot left. &lt;=] Bye guys!&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-5808704987721941711?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/5808704987721941711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=5808704987721941711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5808704987721941711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5808704987721941711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-off-of-school.html' title='Day Off Of School'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-7278356303056655292</id><published>2008-10-10T22:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:33:44.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'>(Define) 'Normal Friday'</title><content type='html'>Ok. today was a traditional, and weird friday. this friday was actually a friday, but it was a half day because our school had a pep rally starting at 1. so classes were 30 minutes long, and by the time the teachers had us all settled down and gave us papers the bell would ring and we would leave. The pep rally was basically like every school organized function: overly 'peppy', cheesy and with tacky decorations. but i have to say that the pre-show 'powder-puff football game' was pretty amusing. =] imagine 50 junior girls vs 50 senior girls at a game of flag football. and my varsity field hockey friends were in it, so i was pretty much obligated to go. me and the rest of the JV field hockey team sat in the middle of the bleachers and we shouted cheers the loudest for our sport. Then, after the pep rally, both the varsity and the JV field hockey teams took an hour-long bus ride to fishkill NY where we played the John-Jay Patriots. varsity got their butts served up to them on silver platters (as usual. i think their record it 1 win, 12 losses), and we JV managed to hold on to what little dignity we had left after our 0-0 tie. after we got back at around 8, and got our crap back into the locker room, some of us decided to go to our football team's last home game. i really wasn't feeling too great (and i dont like football much either) so i went home instead. I got home, got some dinner, grabbed my little fuzzball, Lucky, and went up to my room to get online and talk to all of you. sorry, im rambling on now, so goodnight! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-7278356303056655292?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/7278356303056655292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=7278356303056655292' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/7278356303056655292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/7278356303056655292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/10/define-normal-friday.html' title='(Define) &apos;Normal Friday&apos;'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-2701280700496374018</id><published>2008-10-08T09:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T20:17:56.435-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PRACTICAL FRIDAY!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, since tomorrow I have no school because of a jewish holiday, my friends and i declare today to be a practical friday! Everyone at my school calls the day before a holiday a practical friday because it makes everyone more excited about the days off. tomorrow i HOPE to be able to see this great friend of mine. He's been on like, ultra-grounding for the last 2 months all because his older sister is a total screw up. =[ if i cant though, Ill probably just get out with a bunch of my other psycho friends (you know who you are) and see a movie or something. =] hopefully, (if you dont go to a private school) you will all enjoy tomorrow's day off, and Ill try to post more regularly! &lt;=]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-2701280700496374018?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/2701280700496374018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=2701280700496374018' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2701280700496374018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2701280700496374018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/10/practical-friday.html' title='PRACTICAL FRIDAY!!!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-3557296556967805801</id><published>2008-10-01T18:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T18:48:55.537-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year! (sort of)</title><content type='html'>Ok, it's finally a school vacation, and what happens? 80% of my friends are stuck at relatives houses because its the Jewish new year. =/ well, at least there's no school! =] sorry its taken me so long to post. ive gotta let the rest of you know that I changed my address. &lt;=] anyway, tomorrow school starts up again, and we start getting homework again. =[ we have another field hockey game tomorrow, and hopefully we wont suck too bad because lately, the JV team has not been doing too well. music has started again!! WHOOHOO!!!! =] I love my guitar classes, even though my teacher can be kind of callous. oh well, he's a great guitarist though. the bad news is that one of the people who run the school expect me to take voice as well as guitar. as much as i want to take voice, if i do i will be in the same voice group as this girl who hates me for some undefined reason. I really dont know what her problem is, I mean Ive like, never talked to her, and she's hated me since she came to our school. So i really dont see what i can do to lighten the moment if we're forced to share the same 100 square foot space for an hour every week. &lt;=/ oh well, at least i have all semester to figure this out. =] enjoy the short week! &lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-3557296556967805801?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/3557296556967805801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=3557296556967805801' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3557296556967805801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3557296556967805801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-new-year-sort-of.html' title='Happy New Year! (sort of)'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-5208407703568989300</id><published>2008-09-27T14:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T14:30:56.984-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Address!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I have a blogger account (of course), but I never actually belonged to blogger until yesterday. My address was run off of my family's website, www.kidfreeman.com, and not off blogger, like all of yours are (ending the address in '.blogspot.com'). so, now that I DO belong to blogger, I can work on getting the following gadget, and actually customizing my background, which I couldn't do before. My new address is: livie23.blogspot.com, just to let all of you know. I have alot of exploring to do now on the blogger website, because now i can actually use half the crap they advertise. =] ill post more soon!&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Livie23&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-5208407703568989300?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/5208407703568989300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=5208407703568989300' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5208407703568989300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5208407703568989300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-address.html' title='New Address!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-6449245796193096322</id><published>2008-09-26T20:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T20:26:37.229-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, Tagged again! =]</title><content type='html'>Ok, back to that  same tag i got about, i dont know... 15 posts ago? i dont remember right, but you guys probably all know it. its the "6 QUIRKY THINGS" tag. =] &lt;br /&gt;Ok- rules, &lt;br /&gt;1) link who tagged you - &lt;a href="http://crazyeigthgrader.blogspot.com"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) post the rules&lt;br /&gt;3) list 6 quirky unknown facts, or little known facts about you.&lt;br /&gt; 1- I have the same birthday as my mom, i was her favorite birthday present. =]&lt;br /&gt; 2- Most of my best friends are guys, which makes me more laid back, and less 'jumpy' than the other stuck-up girls in my school. =]&lt;br /&gt; 3- I listen to really old music as well as some popular music. (as you can tell from my really varried songs on my playlist)&lt;br /&gt; 4- Our family went kind of crazy with cats. we have 8 of them right now, and i love them all! =]&lt;br /&gt; 5- I usually sleep 5-6 hours tops on weeknights, but catch at least 12 hourson weekends&lt;br /&gt; 6- I love any and all sports. i'll try any athletic thing once. i went through so many sports trying to find my favorites, the ones i would stick with for the rest of forever: Softball, and Field Hockey. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Ok, now to tag 6 fellow bloggers:&lt;br /&gt; 1- &lt;a href="http://thewriterinthesuburbs.blogspot.com"&gt;Em&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2- &lt;a href="http://elliencompany.blogspot.com"&gt;Ellie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3- &lt;a href="http://myraspberrynights.blogspot.com"&gt;Raspberry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4- &lt;a href="http://anotherellie.blogspot.com"&gt;Another.Ellie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5- &lt;a href="http://blather-a-la-taffy.blogspot.com"&gt;Taffy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6- &lt;a href="http://sydney-speel.blogspot.com"&gt;Sydney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i think i completed this thing again now! =] enjoy guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-6449245796193096322?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/6449245796193096322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=6449245796193096322' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/6449245796193096322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/6449245796193096322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/09/ok-tagged-again.html' title='Ok, Tagged again! =]'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-4072886972766760004</id><published>2008-09-23T15:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T15:17:30.824-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Week</title><content type='html'>Ugh. we just lost another field hockey game, and weird as it seems, i actually enjoyed the game! the other goalie started sucking, and then everyone started cheering for me to get back into the game, so it was fun. =] i have ANOTHER game today, in about an hour actually.  right now im sneaking around with three other people from the team in our school's library, using the computers without telling anyone.  We had a quiz today in my new social studies class, and the very last question on it was really funny, ok? here goes: 'hat is your favorite kind of cheese?' lol. it was hilarious. this really bitchy girl in my class was sitting really close to me, and her entire face scrunched up as she tried to make sense of what he wanted from us. he really did want to know  what kind of cheese we liked! XD well, it's off to the locker room to get ready! ill post more tomorrow, or the next day, or whenever i can get to a computer. &lt;=]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-4072886972766760004?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/4072886972766760004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=4072886972766760004' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4072886972766760004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4072886972766760004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-week.html' title='New Week'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-7878705266680368114</id><published>2008-09-18T22:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:14:50.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Losses And Gains</title><content type='html'>Ok. It's been a really tiring week (please bear with me and imagine pauses here. the 'comma' key on my crappy old laptop is broken) and tomorrow ends it all. we lost our game against arlington (comma) but they only scored twice against the other goalie in the second half so my record is rebuilding itself after all the shots they took on me! =] i finally talked my way into an honors social studies class so i can escape all the retards that are in my current class. never again will i make the mistake of refusing to apply for honors each year. =/ those are the losses and gains of the last two days (comma) and i hope you all  enjoy your Fridays! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-7878705266680368114?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/7878705266680368114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=7878705266680368114' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/7878705266680368114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/7878705266680368114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/09/losses-and-gains.html' title='Losses And Gains'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-4302021401067542270</id><published>2008-09-16T19:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T19:36:07.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Week!</title><content type='html'>Ok! whoohoo! While Varsity is getting their butts handed to them on silver platters, we, the JV team are kicking MAJOR butt! yesterday we won 4-0 against South, and tomorrow, we play Arlington (i have no idea where that is). WOOT WOOT!!! lol. im really excited, and everyone else is really pumped up. tomorrow i get to cut last class to tag along with the Varsity team's earlier game and keep score and time and stuff! im really happy that i get to miss half of bio, but i need to find some food i can get for dinner, because our bus wont get back until at least 8 at night. Hopefully i can get an extra pizza or something at lunch, and just bring that, because i have no idea what i can get that wont spoil before 7. &lt;=/ oh well. i'll figure that out in teh morning. enjoy the rest of the week! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-4302021401067542270?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/4302021401067542270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=4302021401067542270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4302021401067542270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4302021401067542270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/09/game-week.html' title='Game Week!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-3538178937293431637</id><published>2008-09-14T17:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T18:08:17.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did the weekend go?</title><content type='html'>ok. im really tired right now. i just came back fro my stepmoms office picnic, covered in whipped cream (dont ask) and still tired from staying up all night on the internet. (isnt it amazing who's up and IMing at 4 in the morning?). anyway, right now im procrastinating about 3 hours of HW that i barely started in the last few hours of a gorgeous sunday. im probably going to procrastinate a while longer, but i have to really think about it. i mean, i have another JV field hockey game tomorrow, and i dont really want to feel like 'night of the living dead' when im protecting our goal... so i might get off really soon. ill figure it out eventually. ugh. i really hate all the HW i get in 9th grade, but its bearable because i told my parents i was going to im somebody  about the game tomorrow and totally lied and said i had no HW. if i had said that i had HW they would be hanging over y shoulder to make sure i was doing it right. i always do my HW right and i HATE it when people read over my shoulder, but parents just dont get that i guess...  well ive really got to get to work now. i want to win tomorrow and try to pick up my un-scored upon record again. =] enjoy the last few hours of Sunday!! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-3538178937293431637?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/3538178937293431637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=3538178937293431637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3538178937293431637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3538178937293431637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/09/where-did-weekend-go.html' title='Where did the weekend go?'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-4248428019823517345</id><published>2008-09-13T22:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:56:56.181-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Field Hockey Game</title><content type='html'>WHOOHOO!!! we rocked Carmel!!! 3-1. im upset that my record of being unscored upon (as a goalie) is gone now, but they only got one on me! so im not that upset. ill probably add more on this post tomorrow, but right now i really tired and spent the better part of the day sweating my butt off on a turf field under 50 tons of padding in a sun shower, so, goodnight! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-4248428019823517345?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/4248428019823517345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=4248428019823517345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4248428019823517345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4248428019823517345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-field-hockey-game.html' title='First Field Hockey Game'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-1257018027478677932</id><published>2008-09-10T21:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:18:44.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Real Week Of School</title><content type='html'>Ok, our High school is currently shrinking from the "OH MY GOD IT'S THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL, THIS PLACE IS HUGE!" size, to the "ok. im still alive, i know the way to my classes, i can do this!" size. i still get kind of lost occasionally, but i do know my way around pretty well, and that's all that counts. =] everything is good so far, and i get to see all my older friends in some classes, and it still seems like we're all still in this summer daze while we're trying to wrap our minds around the fact that summer's over, and school is here. my favorite classes so far are Jewelry design 1, and geometry. you're probably all thinking that im a geek for liking geometry, but i not. i get to see all of my friends in geometry, my teacher is great, and im actually good at math this year! jewelry design is also really cool. it was boring in the beginning because the teacher had to lecture us on using the machinery, but tomorrow we all get to start our first project: making a ring. it sounds really fun, and my partner is this really cute sophomore guy. =]&lt;br /&gt;Field hockey is going great. the running is really hard, but im not giving up. when all the seniors left for their class trip, i had my one real chance of setting a new record for the 3 mile run. i finished first out of the Mt. Carmel. im really nervous, but ive been training for almost a whole month, and i think im ready to begin the season and try to hold my standing goalie record of being un-scored upon! wish me luck! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-1257018027478677932?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/1257018027478677932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=1257018027478677932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/1257018027478677932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/1257018027478677932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-real-week-of-school.html' title='First Real Week Of School'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-2140802216772937766</id><published>2008-09-03T19:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T20:03:06.041-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day Of Summer!</title><content type='html'>i still can't fully believe that summer's over, but today was freshman orientation, so that is a little more believable. i have so many classes in the huge High School, that i don't really know how I'm going to find them all! some of my sophmore friends gave me a grand tour after pre-season ended, so now i have a vague idea of where i have to go for my classes, but i don't know exactly, so  tomorrow, I'm going to be wandering around lost for a while  before i get to where I'm supposed to be. wish me luck! &lt;=]&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-2140802216772937766?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/2140802216772937766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=2140802216772937766' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2140802216772937766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2140802216772937766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-day-of-summer.html' title='Last Day Of Summer!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-4186112327444443224</id><published>2008-08-31T11:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T12:06:02.985-04:00</updated><title type='text'>End Of Summer</title><content type='html'>I cant believe that summer is almost over already! it still feels like the begining of july when me and all my crazy friends were so bored that we'd all group up at my house and try to think of something to do! now there's only 3 days left of summer!!!! my life is about to become so much more busy and complicated at highschool. thank god i know people in higher grades there because freshman here are treated roughly. what with sports, and music, and homework, i dont know how often ill be able to blog on here with all of you! &lt;=/ so this is sort of a cross between a goodbye post, and a warning, that even though i will be here, and reading like always, i dont know when ill be able to post anything new, or worth reading until i get settled in at my new school. now, its labor day sunday and i intend to live it up for all its worth! i still have three days to mess around with my psycho friends before i get slammed with a ton of commitments so im going for it all!!! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pce-love-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-4186112327444443224?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/4186112327444443224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=4186112327444443224' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4186112327444443224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4186112327444443224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/08/end-of-summer.html' title='End Of Summer'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-6061119542765500452</id><published>2008-08-21T14:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T14:33:43.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><content type='html'>i copied this from Taffy's blog. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABOUT YOU:&lt;br /&gt;001. real name → olivia&lt;br /&gt;002. nickname → Liv&lt;br /&gt;003. single or taken → single&lt;br /&gt;004. zodiac sign → Pisces&lt;br /&gt;005. male or female → female.&lt;br /&gt;006. elementary → Post Road&lt;br /&gt;007. middle → anonymous&lt;br /&gt;008. highschool → anonymous&lt;br /&gt;010. long or short → long nails. Medium long, layered hair&lt;br /&gt;011. are you a health freak → uhh, no&lt;br /&gt;012. height → 5'2&lt;br /&gt;013. do you have a crush on someone → a couple.&lt;br /&gt;014. do you like yourself → most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;015 piercings → ears.&lt;br /&gt;016. tattoos → maybe. eventually.&lt;br /&gt;017. righty or lefty → right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;br /&gt;018. first surgery → noo.&lt;br /&gt;019. first piercing → 13.&lt;br /&gt;020. first best friend → jackie!&lt;br /&gt;021. first award → perfect attendance, kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;022. first sport you joined → soccer, kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;023. first pet → cat, Stella&lt;br /&gt;024. first vacation → florida&lt;br /&gt;025. first concert → Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;026. first crush → Nick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;br /&gt;027. eating → pez?&lt;br /&gt;028. drinking → no&lt;br /&gt;029. i'm about to → leave for my dads house&lt;br /&gt;030. listening to → mom mutter to herself and collide, by howie day&lt;br /&gt;031. wearing → old vintage top, and tan shorts.&lt;br /&gt;032. mood → bored, anxious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE:&lt;br /&gt;033. want kids → yep.&lt;br /&gt;034. want to get married → hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;035. careers in mind? → doctor&lt;br /&gt;036. see yourself in 4 years → Harvard pre-med.&lt;br /&gt;037. college → Harvard Pre-med&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX?:&lt;br /&gt;038. lips or eyes → warm eyes.&lt;br /&gt;039. hugs or kisses → kisses.&lt;br /&gt;040. shorter or taller → slightly taller&lt;br /&gt;041. romantic or spontaneous → spontaneous.&lt;br /&gt;042. nice stomach or nice arms → your supposed to pick!?!&lt;br /&gt;043. sensitive or loud → sensitive&lt;br /&gt;044. hook-up or relationship → i like relationships better&lt;br /&gt;045. trouble maker or hesitant → trouble maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;046. kissed a stranger → noo0&lt;br /&gt;47. drank bubbles → um... yeah?&lt;br /&gt;048. lost glasses/contacts → yes.&lt;br /&gt;049. ran away from home → for brief periods of time&lt;br /&gt;050. broken any bones → arm. Last year. It sucked&lt;br /&gt;051. broken someone's heart → nope.&lt;br /&gt;051. been arrested → nope.&lt;br /&gt;052. turned someone down → jens&lt;br /&gt;053. cried when someone died → yes.&lt;br /&gt;054 liked a friend → all the time (GUYS people!! Guy friends!!)&lt;br /&gt;055. drank egg nog → every christmas.&lt;br /&gt;056. gone to therapy → nope.&lt;br /&gt;057. played spin the bottle → 6th grade&lt;br /&gt;058. toilet papered someone's house → every halloween&lt;br /&gt;059. liked someone but never told them → yes&lt;br /&gt;060. spied on someone → maybe XD&lt;br /&gt;061. stolen anything → pack of gum once. 5th grade&lt;br /&gt;062. gone camping → somewhere in Pennsylvania&lt;br /&gt;063. had a crush on your sister's friend → little sister=1 year old. nooo&lt;br /&gt;064. gone to a nude beach → noo&lt;br /&gt;065. gone streaking → maybe&lt;br /&gt;066. had a stalker → only 1 cute, sort of stalker ;)&lt;br /&gt;067. gone skinny dipping → every summer.&lt;br /&gt;068. laughed so hard you cried → yeah. then either i fell over, or milk came out my nose :)&lt;br /&gt;069. gone to a party → regrettably.&lt;br /&gt;070. been in love → obsessive, not love&lt;br /&gt;071. felt betrayed by your best friend → yeah, unfortunately&lt;br /&gt;072. lied to your parents → alot.&lt;br /&gt;073. been out of the us → yup&lt;br /&gt;074. thrown up from working out → nope. just felt nauseous&lt;br /&gt;075. gotten a haircut so bad that you wore hat → wish i was smart enough to wear a hat. 2 years ago. nightmare&lt;br /&gt;076. 3 meals from 3 different fast food places → uh, no&lt;br /&gt;077. done anything hurtful to your classmate → no, other way around&lt;br /&gt;078. been cheated on by someone → um, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;079. yourself → all the time.&lt;br /&gt;080. miracles → yep&lt;br /&gt;081. love at first sight → lust first.&lt;br /&gt;082. heaven → i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;083. santa clause → no&lt;br /&gt;084. angels → i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;085. kissing on the first date → yes.&lt;br /&gt;086. sex before marriage → um... yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;087. is there one or more people you want to be with right now → sort of&lt;br /&gt;088. had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time → nope&lt;br /&gt;089. do you believe in God → ...how the hell do you answer that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITES:&lt;br /&gt;090. smell → my acoustic guitar&lt;br /&gt;091. sound → my acoustic guitar.&lt;br /&gt;092. movie → live free or die hard&lt;br /&gt;093. clothing item → my black billabong tank top&lt;br /&gt;094. clothing store → cant decide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM:&lt;br /&gt;095. still talk with the first person you dated → often&lt;br /&gt;096. are you obsessed with someone → im always obsessed with someone! =]&lt;br /&gt;097. best thing about your job → summer camp counselor- all the little kids automatically love you! (not like that, in a cute way)&lt;br /&gt;098. like more than one person right now → sort of.&lt;br /&gt;099. any compliments today → ‘you’re an amazing catcher’, and ‘you must be smart to be in honors bio’&lt;br /&gt;100. next vacation → florida&lt;br /&gt;101. friends guys or girls → both.&lt;br /&gt;102. own any furniture from ikea → my crappy desk, and our dining room table&lt;br /&gt;103. last book you read → breaking dawn&lt;br /&gt;104. super power → psychic.&lt;br /&gt;105. lived most of your life → new york.&lt;br /&gt;106. why is the sky blue → idk… because it reflects the water?&lt;br /&gt;107. last song you listened to → collide, howie day&lt;br /&gt;108. if you could be anywhere right now where would it be → sunrise resorts, connecticut&lt;br /&gt;109. mood → still bored and anxious&lt;br /&gt;110. plans for tomorrow → swimming =]&lt;br /&gt;111. last time you slept for more then 12 hours → 6 days ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copy it if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pce - Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-6061119542765500452?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/6061119542765500452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=6061119542765500452' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/6061119542765500452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/6061119542765500452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/08/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-6441974462981254086</id><published>2008-08-13T21:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:20:32.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying The Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kidfreeman.com/gallery/albums/Aurora/normal_March08080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.kidfreeman.com/gallery/albums/Aurora/normal_March08080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey! i hope wherever you are is as sunny as it was here today! we had the most amazing day ever! i actually woke up before housekeeping kicked me out of the house @ 10:30, and i got down to the snack shop for an ACTUAL breakfast!! =] i know, you're all thinking: wow&lt;=/, but ive been up until like, 4 EVERY DAY, so for me to be up before 10 is a big thing! i got to spend alot of time with my baby sister, and ill try to get a picture of her on here, if i cant, sorry, but ill try, what more can you ask of me? =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; ok, there.  i think the picture will come out. it isnt a recent picture, but that's me playing with her on our couch @ home. im still staying in our cabin here at Sunrise Resorts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;later today i played a softball game, just for fun. staff vs. guests. =] i killed the ball, but we still got our butts kicked! &lt;=] it was fun, and then i watched 'national treasure 2' in the echo center, which doubles as a theater. right now, im back in the snack shop typing this on my dads crappy laptop in the only room that gets WiFi. just a quick update, and now, im really tired, so im probably gonna go listen to my iPod until i fall asleep. =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pce - Liv&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-6441974462981254086?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/6441974462981254086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=6441974462981254086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/6441974462981254086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/6441974462981254086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/08/enjoying-sun.html' title='Enjoying The Sun'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-7714830410543178084</id><published>2008-08-11T10:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T10:58:50.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>ok, im sorry i haven't posted in like, FOREVER, but i was on vacation with my mom, and i didnt have my computer. &lt;=] anyway, work ended on the 1st, and softball ended on the 31st, so i had nothing to worry about all week last week. this week im luckier. my dad brought the laptop im working on, and this place we're vacationing in has free WiFi. =] last week my mom took me and my older younger brother to Myrtle beach. we spent the week doing nothing and playing course after course of mini-golf. it was SOOO hot there compared to NY, but a good thing about that was, it was too hot for the mosquitoes. we got home @ like midnight, and the next day we had to pack for our vacation with our dad to Sunrise resorts in Connecticut. its pretty much the same as it was last year, so things are pretty quiet around here. Not that that's a bad thing! after my hectic summer, boring and relaxing is JUST what i need. so im going to go soak up the sun!!!! =]&lt;br /&gt;Pce - Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-7714830410543178084?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/7714830410543178084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=7714830410543178084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/7714830410543178084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/7714830410543178084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/08/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-4615246086348923686</id><published>2008-07-21T18:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T18:20:46.205-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tournament</title><content type='html'>WHOOHOO!!! sorry i didn't post when i'd promised, but i was really busy! we won!! we are now the first team from little old white plains to EVER win that tournament!!!!!! yeah, the trophy's were really cheap, but we still won!! i was dead tired yesterday after playing, and winning bother games in this 10,000 degree weather, but here i am!! today was awful at work! everyone was really uptight because someone from the city was coming around to make sure we were doing our jobs the right way. and tomorrow we are all going to get yelled at because the guy from the city found lots of people on cell phones. =[. im seriously thinking of calling in sick tomorrow, and have the friend that i carpool to work with just come with me to the pool. the last thing i need in my life right now is more stress.&lt;br /&gt;in other news, we are having a really busy softball week. tomorrow, we have ANOTHER clinic with the varsity team. i know that the clinics are supposed to make us better, but they are really tiring, and its really hot out. on Wednesday, we play greenburgh, NY again. they weren't very good the last time we played them, and their coach yells at them alot. why on earth they would play for a coach that yells at them is beyond me, but they seem to put up with it ok. on Thursday we play rye, and im trying to get ahold of that bassist from my band, Leo, so tat he can come to the game with me. we've gone to a couple of movies together, but i dont get to see him much anymore. =[ so im hoping that he can make it to this game in rye. =]&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY! not Saturday, but Friday i get to see my little brother again! im probably not going to recognize him at all, but at least ill get to see him again! i REALLY miss him. if i said that 'i actually miss him a little' last post, that was a total lie. i miss him alot and at the end of the week, i actually get to see him again! =]&lt;br /&gt;nothing more interesting happening in my life right now, so i guess ill post again soon*, when i find something interesting to write about! =]&lt;br /&gt;pce- Liv&lt;br /&gt;*NOTE- i didn't put a set date that you can hold me to!!!! so you don't have to worry about me being late for posting anything!!! lol =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-4615246086348923686?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/4615246086348923686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=4615246086348923686' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4615246086348923686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4615246086348923686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/07/tournament_21.html' title='tournament'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-1823158247105622065</id><published>2008-07-19T15:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T16:07:19.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tournament</title><content type='html'>hey guys, sorry i couldn't post yesterday, i was at my friends birthday party, and my mom thought it was to late to drive me all the way to my dads house in the next town. so, we won our game yesterday, alot to a little. today we won our first game 7-6, and in the second game, so many of our players got injured, that it cost us the game, 13-5. =[ well, at least we are in the championship tomorrow. we face the winning team of the second game, and then we play for the huge trophy. =] well, im really beat, which is weird for me because its only 4:06. if the clock says differently, don't pay any attention to it, because it freaks out. &lt;=] so, i guess i'll write tomorrow, or the next day saying how we killed the other team!&lt;br /&gt;pce- Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-1823158247105622065?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/1823158247105622065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=1823158247105622065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/1823158247105622065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/1823158247105622065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/07/tournament.html' title='Tournament'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-2398156179167183911</id><published>2008-07-17T20:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:40:14.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer So Far</title><content type='html'>Nothing much is new. our softball team is rocking some more! we beat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Throgs&lt;/span&gt; Neck 16-2, and today we beat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Harison&lt;/span&gt; 7-4. i got a great hit out to left center, but also threw my arm out, which is really gonna suck b/c we start our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pelhem&lt;/span&gt; tournament &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;, and so far, we have more injured people than healthy people. our short stop has a problem with her hip, but she wont go to a doctor, and she insists on playing. me and my friend Jackie from work both threw our arms out. our catcher has a problem with her ear, and she was in the Urgent Care room for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; part of the game, but insisted on being put in. and one of our star pitchers recently broke her wrist, and she got the cast off last month, but her left arm is still really weak! so hopefully our miracle winning streak will continue tomorrow and this weekend, but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know. so ill be posting about it tomorrow after i scope out our competition.&lt;br /&gt;Work is actually getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; better than it was. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; not saying that i never have moments that i feel so mad that i want to rip a kid's head off, but after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;you spend&lt;/span&gt; some time with a kid, you get to know them better, and working with them gets easier.  i actually spent the time to learn all 40 names of all the kids i work with all day. it took me a while, but i did it! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; really proud of myself for not having to call out 'Hey, Kid!' every other second now that i know their names. =] My friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;jackie&lt;/span&gt; has also stopped hating work as much as she used to , but i still have an old enemy working with me, so its pretty hard to keep a 'clean' mouth when we have the same job sometime during the day. but, its getting easier as we pick certain jobs during the day as far away as possible from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;eachother&lt;/span&gt;.  *sigh* some things never change, its been like this between us since 3rd grade. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; surprised that she actually remembers what we fought over all those years ago that did this to us, b/c we were good friends, and then we fought, and then, after we became enemies she moved to a different school. this is the first time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; seen her in years.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; really missing my little brother. wow, you know, i never thought that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; ever admit that to anyone, ever!!! usually i just complain about my 12 year old brother, but now, i have nobody to confide in when it's something i cant talk 2 my parents about. like the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;skanky&lt;/span&gt; thing one of my ex-friends did. well, at least he comes back in like, 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; just about all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tha&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;happening&lt;/span&gt; in my life right now, so ill get back to you tomorrow with the info on the tournament! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;pce&lt;/span&gt;- Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-2398156179167183911?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/2398156179167183911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=2398156179167183911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2398156179167183911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2398156179167183911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-so-far.html' title='Summer So Far'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-2846010726412362365</id><published>2008-07-10T22:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T23:13:00.088-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Jobs</title><content type='html'>ok, i haven't posted for a couple of days, but Ive been REALLY busy! i have a job this summer working at a camp program. its basically the city's elementary level summer school from 8:30-12:30, and then most kids go home, while only like 100 or so stay for the camp from 12:30-3:00. its actually really cool!  On the first day, we got to choose what age group we would feel most comfortable working with. i chose the kindergartners, because i have a 5 1/2 year old brother. they're all so cute in the morning.  THREE of them in my morning classes have big creepy crushes on me! its really funny how they fight for my attention! =] some of my friends who have drifted pretty far away from my other friends are working at this camp, and Ive gotten closer all over again to some of my former BBF's. and, honestly, i can find nothing wrong with getting paid! =]&lt;br /&gt;In other news, our softball team has been rocking! we are totally undefeated! i am really liking playing left field instead of catcher. its really weird, but playing a new position in a 'set position league' is like running for your life in new shoes. but since i threw my arm out last week, during practice, my coach has been putting me in left, and i got used to it. now, today, all of a sudden, DURING A GAME, he puts me at second. i really DON'T KNOW much about playing second. i made a couple of errors, but then i got the hang of it in time to make the third out. i don't know what he was thinking. i haven't played second base in like, 4 years, since the minors in little league! so it was like breaking in new shoes, in one of the most stressful games of the season so far! i really have to practice at second. this game shows me how much time i spend only on my normal position, catcher, and how little time i spend on all the other positions!&lt;br /&gt;well, its pretty late, so I'm going to go to bed. this way i can be semi-conscious for work tomorrow. &lt;=]&lt;br /&gt;pce - Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-2846010726412362365?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/2846010726412362365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=2846010726412362365' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2846010726412362365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2846010726412362365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-jobs.html' title='Summer Jobs'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-5448261701089952612</id><published>2008-07-04T23:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T23:16:04.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The 4th Of July</title><content type='html'>ok, today, i saw my 4Th fireworks show of the week. it gets kind of boring after like 3 shows. 4 is kind of overkill. but today made up for it! i got to set off all these awesome fireworks! since its illegal 2 buy fireworks in NY, we had 2 drive clear 2 Pennsylvania 2 buy them!! it was actually worth it though. we set off all these crazy rockets. on Wednesday, i got 2 go 2 the fireworks @ our HS with the bassist i mentioned last post, Leo. and it was great. i got to see every1 from school, and i got 2 hang out with some other people i don't see often. it was really cool. Thursday, i got my graduation present, an acoustic Taylor guitar. so now i own a fender squire stratocaster, and a Taylor acoustic. my brother is going 2 freak when he comes back from camp and sees that @ my moms house he has an electric drum set. hes a drummer, and @ our dads house there is room for a real drum set. but @ my moms house, there isn't room. so she picked up an electric drum set. and to plug all this in, we bought a great DJ board. all i need 2 buy is a fog machine, and strobe lights for my birthday party in February! =] i can use some of the money I'm earning from my summer job @ a camp 2 buy this stuff, because after what my guitar cost my mom, i don't think she's gonna finance anything for me for a long time. lol anyway, happy Independence day, and i hope to have more time to blog to all you guys later this weekend! &lt;=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-5448261701089952612?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/5448261701089952612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=5448261701089952612' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5448261701089952612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5448261701089952612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july.html' title='The 4th Of July'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-4831093343056255933</id><published>2008-06-29T21:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T21:37:13.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Bits Of Summer</title><content type='html'>ok, many random things to talk about, so ill start at the top.&lt;br /&gt;first, I found this 'no lying quiz' on someones blog, and i thought it was cute, so i 'borrowed' it, and re-did it. here it is:&lt;br /&gt;Lasts:&lt;br /&gt;1. Last beverage: Ginger Ale&lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call: Leo&lt;br /&gt;3. Last text message: Marissa&lt;br /&gt;4. Last CD played: Collective Soul&lt;br /&gt;5. Last BUBBLE bath: 6 years ago&lt;br /&gt;6. Last hug: Leo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever:&lt;br /&gt;1. Dated someone twice: Nope. &lt;br /&gt;2. Been cheated on: no.&lt;br /&gt;3. Kissed someone and regretted it: no.&lt;br /&gt;4. Fallen in love: maybe.&lt;br /&gt;5. Lost someone special: Yes&lt;br /&gt;6. Been depressed: Not seriously depressed, just very sad.&lt;br /&gt;7. Been drunk and threw up: no! thank god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List 5 people you can tell anything to: &lt;br /&gt;[In no order]&lt;br /&gt;1. Mariana&lt;br /&gt;2. Erin&lt;br /&gt;3. Nick&lt;br /&gt;4. Nancy&lt;br /&gt;5. Leo&lt;br /&gt;[There's more, but it said to list only 5]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List your favorite colors:&lt;br /&gt;1. Lavender&lt;br /&gt;2. sky blue&lt;br /&gt;3. emerald green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you&lt;br /&gt;1. Laughed: Every single day&lt;br /&gt;2. Met someone who changed your life? Yes&lt;br /&gt;3. Found out who your true friends are? Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random:&lt;br /&gt;1. Bush: hate him.&lt;br /&gt;2. Gay Marriages? No problem. &lt;br /&gt;3. Lowering the drinking age? Most of the time. &lt;br /&gt;4. Gay, Straight, or Bi? Straight.&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is the best hugger that you know? Nancy.&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you believe in Love at first sight? Lust first. Love needs trust to grow, and trust takes time&lt;br /&gt;7. Is there something you want to tell someone? Pretty much every single second of my existence&lt;br /&gt;8. Brand of shirt you are wearing? L.O.L Vintage&lt;br /&gt;9. How many people on your top friends do you know in real life? All of them&lt;br /&gt;10. How many kids do you want to have? I don’t know yet.&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you have any pets? 10, 8 cats, and two turtles.&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you wanna change your name? Nope. I love my name/&lt;br /&gt;13. What did you do for your last birthday? Giant crazy sleepover w/all my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;14. What time did you wake up today? Too early, 7:30 am&lt;br /&gt;15. What were you doing at midnight last night? Listening to music&lt;br /&gt;16. Last time you saw your mother? now.&lt;br /&gt;17. What are you listening to right now? Whatever It Takes, by Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;18. Have you ever donated money to a good cause? Yep. The animal shelter.&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever talked about someone behind their back? regrettably&lt;br /&gt;20. What's the last piece of clothing you borrowed from anyone? A pair of pants from a friend. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;21. Who's getting on your nerves right now? Ex- Best Friend. &lt;br /&gt;22. Most visited web page? AOL, or My blog&lt;br /&gt;23. Coke or Pepsi?: Coke. &lt;br /&gt;24. Have you kissed or been kissed by anyone in the past month? maybe. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If you have not lied on any part of this quiz, re post this as the No Lying quiz. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, second, today was HUMID! it was gross and sticky all day. i was forced to wake up at some early hour to see my little brother off to his sleep away camp. I'm actually going to miss him. as crazy as this sounds (i would never admit this anywhere else) I'm going to be alone for the next month. nobody to confide in when i have a problem i cant talk to my parents about. nobody to tell a juicy secret to when i know i cant spill it to anyone from school. I'm going to have nobody in the room next to me for the next 30 nights. i really miss him, and it's only been a few hours! =[&lt;br /&gt;Third, i have a new friend. he's the bassist for the rock band i play in. we've gotten to know each other really well over the last few band practices, and now that band lessons are over for the summer, we cant count on seeing each other every week. so instead, to celebrate our graduation (he graduated middle school too, like me), we've been going to the movies, and he's coming up for the 4Th of July fireworks! =]&lt;br /&gt;That's about all that's happening in my life right now. so, ill write again when there is something new and interesting to write about! =] Buon estate, or for those of you who don't speak Italian, Have a nice summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-4831093343056255933?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/4831093343056255933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=4831093343056255933' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4831093343056255933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4831093343056255933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-bits-of-summer.html' title='Random Bits Of Summer'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-2738386656376325292</id><published>2008-06-26T22:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T00:47:46.941-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED!</title><content type='html'>Ok, i was officially tagged by AREN first, then by CAIT, and then By BLAIR-Bear, so i will follow all of each of your rules (in case they are different) and then i will link 6 fellow bloggers! =]&lt;br /&gt;6 'quirky' about me:&lt;br /&gt;1) my birthday is the same as my moms, so people always mix up whose birthday it is.&lt;br /&gt;2) for some weird reason, baby powder makes me sneeze uncontrollably, but i dont have any allergies, because i was tested, and came back negative.&lt;br /&gt;3) My 8 catz currently control more of my life than i do, which really sucks, because soon my brother is leaving for camp, and they will only have me to annoy.&lt;br /&gt;4) when i was in 6-7th grade, i had this really crappy phone, but i never lost it. now, since i got a new phone in december, i have lost/broken it about 15 times. now, since the first two replacement phones went into the wash, and no longer work, i got a new, identical phone for graduation, but my parents warn me that this is the last time they are paying to replace it if it breaks/gets lost.&lt;br /&gt;5) when i get really pissed, or unexpectedly fall, or get hurt, the first things out of my mouth is a string of french curse words. i dont know why, but im more inclined to curse in french than english, when put on the spot. when i get hurt, im actually more fluent in french than english! and english is my native language!&lt;br /&gt;6) my sleeping habits change based on season. in fall, im asleep early, and awake early. in winter, im up really late, and up really early. in spring its the same thing, but in summer, i get almost no sleep. i go 2 bed at around 3am, and wake up @ like 6am!&lt;br /&gt;ok, thats 6 things about me. Im now going to tag:&lt;br /&gt;1) Jersey Girl&lt;br /&gt;2) em&lt;br /&gt;3) swooze&lt;br /&gt;4) Techie57&lt;br /&gt;5) Sydney Speel&lt;br /&gt;6) *.triple.threat.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy summer 2 you all, because it is now officially summer 4 me!!! today we had our graduation ceremony @ our county center, and now i can never be forceably stuck back into the building that was my prison for the last three years!!! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-2738386656376325292?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/2738386656376325292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=2738386656376325292' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2738386656376325292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2738386656376325292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/06/tagged.html' title='TAGGED!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-5944085346683191099</id><published>2008-06-22T12:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T14:19:44.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>End Of The Year!</title><content type='html'>ok, I'm in the final lap of school right now. I had to put up with all my psycho teachers for 177 days, and now we're in the final three! on Monday, we have our 'awards ceremony' which is now just an excuse to cut class. on Tuesday, we have our senior trip to lake compounce, which is just an excuse to go nuts while the teachers sun bathe. on Wednesday, we all get out of school early for graduation rehearsals. and on Thursdays, we don't go to school, we just show up at The County Center for our GRADUATION! hopefully, i can get my grades before we graduate, that way i can stop freaking out. i know i got a couple of problems wrong on my Algebra regents (but my teacher is hiding our grades), I got a 96 on my Social Studies exam, and i got a 95 on my Latin exam. (I know it's a boring, dull language, but it's really easy!) But right now, i don't know how i did on my earth science regents! =[ Ive been freaking out about it since yesterday! i think i got some wrong, but i don't know which, and i don't know what that'll do to my grade!!! well, ill try to find out by 2morrow. till then! &lt;=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-5944085346683191099?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/5944085346683191099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=5944085346683191099' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5944085346683191099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5944085346683191099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/06/end-of-year.html' title='End Of The Year!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-2387099021132010151</id><published>2008-06-20T08:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T08:24:59.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>End Of Year Testing!</title><content type='html'>Hey! Coming live from my school! today is the last real day of school, and I'm currently taking a break from studying my butt off! we have been testing all week, and today concludes the end of the real school year! on Monday, we have an awards ceremony, on Tuesday, our end of year trip, on Wednesday, graduation rehearsals, and FINALLY, on Thursday, we GRADUATE!!! so I'm in a really good mood right now, despite the fact that in a few hours, I'm going to be sweating through my science regents. ugh. well, at least after this, school's over!!!=] =] =] I don't know if I'll add to this post later, or just write a new one. So, Bye for now!&lt;br /&gt;-Olivia =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-2387099021132010151?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/2387099021132010151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=2387099021132010151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2387099021132010151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2387099021132010151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/06/end-of-year-testing.html' title='End Of Year Testing!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-3209273746597887720</id><published>2008-06-15T11:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T12:05:04.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'>softball tournament</title><content type='html'>Ok, yesterday our summer travel team, WP BLAZE, had our first tournament! we totally sucked and got our butts handed to us in the first two games, and the only reason we 'won' the third game was because the other team forfeited after the rain started. And since Beacon NY was about an hour away from White Plains NY, the entire team was forced to wait in the pouring rain until our other coach showed up with the minivan to take us all home because technically we weren't supposed to be done playing ball for another two hours! so basically my Saturday sucked, and thank god the field in Beacon is flooded right now, because i really cant take another day of embarrassing ourselves in the second day of the tournament! &lt;=[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-3209273746597887720?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/3209273746597887720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=3209273746597887720' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3209273746597887720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3209273746597887720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/06/softball-tournament.html' title='softball tournament'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-5209332498824878400</id><published>2008-06-08T18:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T18:58:47.807-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Heat</title><content type='html'>okay, now that it's 99 degrees out there, there is no way I'm going outside in my leather jacket anymore. it was awesome all winter, and all spring, but now, it's practically summer, and it's BURNING out! on Saturday, it was so hot out, I thought I'd melt, because my room is on the top floor of our 4 story house and my dad hasn't gotten the air-conditioners in yet. and today was worse because I had softball practice from 11:00-1:00, and the sun was glaring at us. thank god it rained after that, because I couldn't take anymore heat! right now, I'm eating my 4Th sugar free ice-pop with the fan on high, all the windows open, and my hair is wet, and I'm still too hot! =[ If anyone out there has the slightest idea of how to beat the summer heat, PLEASE don't keep it all to yourselves! show some kindness, and share with the rest of the world! &lt;=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-5209332498824878400?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/5209332498824878400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=5209332498824878400' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5209332498824878400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5209332498824878400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-heat.html' title='Summer Heat'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-8178141199948067301</id><published>2008-05-29T21:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:26:35.859-04:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the instrumental year!</title><content type='html'>I take private guitar lessons at my music school, LAGOND MUSIC SCHOOL, and the year is almost over! on Saturday, we have our end of year concert! I'm going to be playing Kelly clarkson's Breakaway, (from an earlier post) and Green Day's Boulevard Of Broken Dreams! I can't wait to go and perform for all the people at the school, plus parents and other random people! Do you guys play instruments? which ones? keep it up, only if your sure it's what YOU love! =] enjoy the end of the school year! (for those of you who haven't finished yet!)&lt;br /&gt;- Olivia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-8178141199948067301?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/8178141199948067301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=8178141199948067301' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8178141199948067301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8178141199948067301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/05/end-of-instrumental-year.html' title='End of the instrumental year!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-3774778551703582336</id><published>2008-05-26T12:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T12:09:43.575-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CATZ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kidfreeman.com/Liv/uploaded_images/glob+lucky!-715068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.kidfreeman.com/Liv/uploaded_images/glob+lucky!-715060.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so this morning, my cat, Lucky, has managed to: knock everything off of my dresser, eat my old SS test, chew through the elastic strap on one of my watches, break my alarm clock, and wake my baby sister all before I got up to shower at 9:30! I really dont know what's wrong with him, but he better fix it, because all the things he did this morning didn't include the rest of the family! not onl did he torture me this morning, but he pissed off almost EVERYONE! he's completely insane! anyone have good pet advice here? because we've tried just about everything, and Im desperate!&lt;br /&gt;P.S.- enjoy the picture! it's Lucky attacking my little brother, Gabriel! this was taken years ago, but it captures the insanity that is Lucky!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-3774778551703582336?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/3774778551703582336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=3774778551703582336' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3774778551703582336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3774778551703582336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/05/catz.html' title='CATZ!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-5406330021096725939</id><published>2008-05-24T11:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T23:38:41.554-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random stuff</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm really excited because summer is coming, and there is only 21 school days left for me! in two weeks, we have prom, and on the 26Th, I get to leave my school FOREVER! (my dream come true!) so I'm in a very good mood, and in a very crappy mood. on Friday, I got my braces on the top of my mouth, and now, my teeth are so sore that I cant eat anything! it totally sucks! the only thing I have to look forward to about them is that I'm only cursed with them for a year, maybe a little less! finally, its memorial-day weekend, so I get to do whatever I want for the next three days! enjoy your weekends, and I'll try to start posting more regularly, i was just in a 'blogging-block'. (similar to writers-block) &lt;=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-5406330021096725939?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/5406330021096725939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=5406330021096725939' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5406330021096725939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5406330021096725939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-stuff.html' title='Random stuff'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-3685393295126074588</id><published>2008-05-11T20:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T18:06:20.629-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers day!</title><content type='html'>today was mothers day, and in celebration, my annoying older-younger brother* and I went to a Mets game with our mom. it was awesome, but I haven't had time to breathe all weekend! on Saturday, I had my friends Bat Mitzvah, and two of my friends birthdays, and today was mothers day! I hope I never have another weekend so busy! ugh. what did you guys do for your moms on mothers day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have two younger brothers. I am talking about the older of my younger brothers here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-3685393295126074588?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/3685393295126074588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=3685393295126074588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3685393295126074588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3685393295126074588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers day!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-47778806257993156</id><published>2008-05-02T17:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T18:07:12.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Weather</title><content type='html'>Okay. Now, most people think of depression when they think of rain, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; rain! I love the energy you get before the rain, the smells of spring, and I love when the rain stops and the sun melts the clouds away. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; writing about this because it's been raining, drizzling and cloudy since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;, and everyone I know is complaining about it! My view on this is with all the people talking about the worst parts of rain, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; deciding to be one person who writes about the &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; things about rain. What's your favorite , or least favorite thing about rain?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-47778806257993156?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/47778806257993156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=47778806257993156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/47778806257993156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/47778806257993156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/05/rainy-weather.html' title='Rainy Weather'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-4849025942098469530</id><published>2008-04-24T20:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T20:35:22.421-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three suckish things about spring sports</title><content type='html'>To me, there are only three things that can ruin the spring sports season.&lt;br /&gt;1)  If your team is winning games too easily every single time. It gets really boring, and you think of that sport as 'a waste of time' instead of your favorite sport.&lt;br /&gt;2)  If you hate some of the people on your team. It makes playing with them harder, and creates 'cliques' inside your team.&lt;br /&gt;3) If your uniforms are short sleeved, and you get a tan around the edges of it and are left with what my team calls a softball, or farmer's tan.&lt;br /&gt;What do you guys think the worst part about spring sports is?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-4849025942098469530?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/4849025942098469530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=4849025942098469530' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4849025942098469530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4849025942098469530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/04/three-suckish-things-about-spring.html' title='Three suckish things about spring sports'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-8102828839430425860</id><published>2008-04-15T20:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:48:28.748-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Softball Game (almost)</title><content type='html'>Today was supposed to be my school teams first softball game. but of course, with my luck, it was just practice because the other team couldn't get a bus, and last-minute called my coach! So for the entire practice, we were stuck scrimmaging on the same field as the stupis track and field people! since the game was supposed to be an away game, our coach lent the school's only softball field to the track people while their track was being re-painted for their upcoming track meets. so when the other team called to cancel, there was nothing we could do to get the track team off of our field! so there went my entire day! *sigh* At least spring break will be here in three days!! :)&lt;br /&gt;-Olivia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-8102828839430425860?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/8102828839430425860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=8102828839430425860' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8102828839430425860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8102828839430425860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/04/softball-game-almost.html' title='Softball Game (almost)'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-5625541299727900404</id><published>2008-04-14T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:00:51.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>enemies</title><content type='html'>Ok. Today in school, my totally awesome english teacher was teaching us about how writing is sometimes provoked by strong feelings. And so far, the strongest feeling  in our class is hate. now, I am thinking, why is that? How come people hate eachother more than like eachother? (Im such a hypocrite. I have my fair share on enemies too) Alot of people hate me, why? I don't know! they just do, and they don't evn know me sometimes! Take Rachel for example, I was friends with her for about two years, and all of a sudden, we both hate eachother, and now, I cooled off, and she still hates me!  Whats up with that? is it just some basic human nature to hold a grudge? You know what I say to that? GET A LIFE ALREADY! I forgave and forgot years ago, and here you are giving me a killer death-stare for no apparent reason!! Sometimes I don't get people at all! what about you guys?&lt;br /&gt;-Liv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The names of all persons has been changed to protect his/her identity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-5625541299727900404?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/5625541299727900404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=5625541299727900404' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5625541299727900404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5625541299727900404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/04/enemies.html' title='enemies'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-694572539361735481</id><published>2008-04-12T12:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T11:14:00.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary movies and boy's egos</title><content type='html'>Ok. Now that the super-scary Prom Night movie has been released, all of my friends have gone to see it, except me, and two of my other friends who went and saw THE BEST DAMN TOUR at nassau colusium last night. every one of my friends said that they screamed soo loud, but the funny thing was, the&lt;em&gt; boys &lt;/em&gt;were screaming even louder than them! but, as soon as the lights went on at the end of the movie, they were all like "That movie wasn't scary! look, the dumb girls are terrified!". seriouly, what's up with that? Are the too masochistic to admit that they were scared, or is it another stupid boy thing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-694572539361735481?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/694572539361735481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=694572539361735481' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/694572539361735481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/694572539361735481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/04/scary-movies-and-boys-egos.html' title='Scary movies and boy&apos;s egos'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-2539119765233948174</id><published>2008-04-02T20:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T20:51:11.717-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring break'/><title type='text'>3/4 done!</title><content type='html'>Ok. THANK GOD for spring break, because the rest of the year is so boring that without it, we wouldn't know time was passing! I cant even believe that in 12 weeks exactly (but whose counting?:)) I get to leave this dump of a middle school that Im stuck in and then go to HS!!! Im applying for like 4 honors classes, though im sure that i'll only make 3 of them, and I will be doing Softball (Varsity) and field hockey (JV)  on my first year! I know that I'll make varsity in softball because I have been training with the coach and everyone else on my team for the last like 6 years! and I just cant stop freaking out that I get to leave in only 3 months! I paid for my cap and gown today and WTF that National Junior Honnor Society charges you an extra 14 bucks just for a gold sash to wear?!? sorry for the really random post, im really hyper today! ttfn! time to go scare ppl with my sudden random-ness!! :)&lt;br /&gt;-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-2539119765233948174?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/2539119765233948174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=2539119765233948174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2539119765233948174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2539119765233948174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/04/34-done.html' title='3/4 done!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-5108175079671422782</id><published>2008-03-28T18:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T18:58:48.282-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Talent Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RYgnDVfNmwc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's Me!!!Hope you like it! My goofy dad &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; figured out how to upload video onto this thing! :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-5108175079671422782?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/5108175079671422782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=5108175079671422782' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5108175079671422782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5108175079671422782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/03/talent-show.html' title='Talent Show'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-5207485346699604256</id><published>2008-03-20T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T21:09:22.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VACATION!</title><content type='html'>At last! five glorious days to do absolutely nothing! lots of ppl i know will b hitting the mall for the latest spring fashion, I'll let them get ahead, I for one will b sitting in my new band's room playing awesome rock songs for all of Saturday! after that I might hit the mall, but for now, I'll just stick to my first plan! NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-5207485346699604256?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/5207485346699604256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=5207485346699604256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5207485346699604256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/5207485346699604256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/03/vacation.html' title='VACATION!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-2905814038298264304</id><published>2008-03-17T20:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:56:27.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, spring brings &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of changes. first off, the wardrobe! lose the ski jackets already p&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;plz&lt;/span&gt;! it's running 60 out there and you're wrapped up like it's the arctic north! number two: Spring sports! whether you're thinking of trying out for the school softball team (like me), or you're talking national teams, like the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mets&lt;/span&gt;, sports are here, so choose one and get in the game! And three: hanging out with friends is a must. Spring is like the friendliest season ever! So if you don't have friends, go make some! people are  (almost) always at their friendliest in Spring!&lt;br /&gt;Go out and enjoy the sunlight we've been missing all winter! i know i will, so grab a bud, hit the park, and do something awesome!&lt;br /&gt;u know u luv me!&lt;br /&gt;-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-2905814038298264304?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/2905814038298264304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=2905814038298264304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2905814038298264304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/2905814038298264304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring.html' title='Spring!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-4708831293787748670</id><published>2008-03-05T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T14:47:45.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>my mom was like, forcing me to clean my room, so while i was cleaning crap out from under the radiator, i found my kindergarten pic!  i looked sooo hilarious, and so did all of my friends who were in the pic with me!  i brought it 2 school, and everyone got a kick out of it.  it really got me thinking, people change ALOT over the years, and you never know whats coming until it hits u in the face, so get out there and live life pplz.  ok, enough sentimental junk, just go out, have fun, and make memories! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-4708831293787748670?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/4708831293787748670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=4708831293787748670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4708831293787748670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4708831293787748670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/03/memories.html' title='memories'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-4111314037133692482</id><published>2008-02-19T16:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T16:22:51.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation!</title><content type='html'>we wait through boring school almost every day of the week during the Fall, Winter, and Spring, but we are only waiting for the great vacations that go with the year.  So, if you are one of the lucky people who get to go away this vacation, you better bring me somthing back, whether you be in Florida, Cali, or out of country.  if you are un-lucky enough to be stuck home with your family, try one of these things,&lt;br /&gt;1) Go out with friends until break is over&lt;br /&gt;2) Piss your family off enough to get some personal time&lt;br /&gt;3) suck it up, and make the best of it!&lt;br /&gt;after all, were all in this together, and what difference can one little week make?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know u luv me!&lt;br /&gt;-Liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-4111314037133692482?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/4111314037133692482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=4111314037133692482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4111314037133692482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4111314037133692482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/02/vacation.html' title='Vacation!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-4824843813528059020</id><published>2008-02-06T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T16:56:53.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Bowl</title><content type='html'>Wahoo!!&lt;br /&gt;that was an awesome superbowl!  i personally, am a Giants fan, bu that means no offense to all you patriots fans out there!  i spent all of sunday watching the game and pregame on fox. i knew the giants were going to win!, i mean, with a score of 42-17? it's in the bag!  send me some awesome pics of u decked in football, and i might just feature you next post! &lt;br /&gt;u know u luv me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-4824843813528059020?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/4824843813528059020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=4824843813528059020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4824843813528059020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/4824843813528059020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/02/super-bowl.html' title='Super Bowl'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-8264833738971546415</id><published>2008-01-26T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T17:02:16.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Video games</title><content type='html'>What is it with boys and video games?  in school, that is all they talk about!  the conversation always turns into Halo 3, or Call of duty 4, it's like they have no lives!! OK, ok, so girls also play video games, but mainly only Guitar Hero, Rock Band or DDR.  and we don't talk about it like guys do, they are always like: "dude!  i, like went on Call of Duty 4 LIVE, and, like, beat a whole new level!!"  we are like: "hey guys, i got GH last week and now I can play it on medium!, so anyway, did you see Mike today?" &lt;div&gt;see a difference, we are not as "into video games".  I guess it's just a guy thing, ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok so what is your opinion on video games?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-8264833738971546415?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/8264833738971546415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=8264833738971546415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8264833738971546415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/8264833738971546415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2008/01/video-games.html' title='Video games'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-3327513689565661983</id><published>2007-12-20T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T15:23:55.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Mas</title><content type='html'>Now 4 a topic that we have all been waiting for, Christmas.  Ok, first, what &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; want,&lt;br /&gt;- 1 pair of caramel Uggs&lt;br /&gt;- 1 white, fur lined, North face Jacket&lt;br /&gt;- 1 100$ gift certificate to Hollister&lt;br /&gt;- 1 50$ gift certificate to Abercrombie&lt;br /&gt;- anything cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;- 2 min. size 1s Cali-Flair jeans from Hollister in either medium or light colors&lt;br /&gt;-something to make our stupid cat stop breaking stuff!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of what i want. what do you want?&lt;br /&gt;Also, i have given Lucky a theme song in the melody of "O' Christmas tree!":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O stupid cat, O stupid cat, how stupid is this kitty?&lt;br /&gt;O stupid cat, O stupid cat, how stupid is this kitty?&lt;br /&gt;He climbs up walls, and tears stuff down,&lt;br /&gt;he messes things up and knocks things down,&lt;br /&gt;O stupid cat, O stupid cat, How stupid is this kitty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys soon!&lt;br /&gt;you know you love me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-3327513689565661983?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/3327513689565661983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=3327513689565661983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3327513689565661983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/3327513689565661983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2007/12/x-mas.html' title='X-Mas'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-1978305613354938798</id><published>2007-12-06T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T21:25:05.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why are cats so stupid?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kidfreeman.com/Liv/uploaded_images/ooky1sm-704631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.kidfreeman.com/Liv/uploaded_images/ooky1sm-704619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our cat, Lucky, is the stupidest cat in the world. if it wasn't for the rubber coating on the electrical wires, I swear that he'd be kitty-toast! well, I have this tall but slim octaganal fish-tank and the opening in the top of the tank is only about 6 inches wide and 4 inches long and somehow he managed to "Fall" through the opening and get stuck. I have no idea how long he was stuck there when I found him, I just know that you have to be pretty stupid to fall through a hole that is smaller than you are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-1978305613354938798?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/1978305613354938798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=1978305613354938798' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/1978305613354938798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/1978305613354938798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-are-cats-so-stupid.html' title='Why are cats so stupid?'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185359478810608790.post-1261457816253708387</id><published>2007-12-06T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T21:07:32.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HI PPLZ!</title><content type='html'>This is my first blog posting and i just want to say hi to all of you people reading this right now!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185359478810608790-1261457816253708387?l=livie23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/feeds/1261457816253708387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5185359478810608790&amp;postID=1261457816253708387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/1261457816253708387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185359478810608790/posts/default/1261457816253708387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livie23.blogspot.com/2007/12/hi-pplz.html' title='HI PPLZ!'/><author><name>Livie23</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09768557428271253769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovWGfaZhwt0/S2z7HQv_w_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Z16VRXBqWcg/S220/catch2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
