<?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-46098141236055416</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:50:13.055-07:00</updated><category term='sad life. . .'/><category term='My boring'/><category term='A bunch of crud Lol.'/><title type='text'>Cricket's Blog &lt;3</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cricket-cutie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/46098141236055416/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cricket-cutie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cricket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00513148486267059067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46098141236055416.post-2459649113101694871</id><published>2007-06-16T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T20:59:00.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad life. . .'/><title type='text'>Another boring day. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;          I have officially decided it, I have no life! Ok, I do, I'm living and all, but I have no &lt;em&gt;social&lt;/em&gt; life! Get the point? Good. Want to know WHY I decided this? Well because I am sitting here, on a Saturday, writing a blog and wishing I could  have something to do because I call off my plans, thinking that me and my friend would do something cuz that's what she said, and we end up, no, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;end up doing nothing. I could have been having fun, but nooo, my friend get's to spend the last weekend with my sister but I DON'T? Do you see that as fair? Do you? I've known my sister for my ENTIRE life, and she just steps in and claims the role. It's unfair, and I don't see it as a good thing. I mean, they act as if I'm some total baby, saying that this isn't happening, am I the only SANE one here!? Ugh. Sorry, I'm frustrated. And I'm sorry that I'm taking it out on whoever. I don't care. . . so on with the next paragraph of my boring blog/life, shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ok, so I'm not doing much today, so this won't be an overly-long post, and I guess. . . w/e. So my older ( more LOYAL ) sister Tia, said that she's gonna take me to see the movie Nancy Drew Monday. Since I HAVE been waiting for it ever since I heard rumors of it coming out two-and-a-half years ago, and I'm all phyched, she even says I can invite a friend, which is ubberly nice of her and that's one more thing TO love about Tia. . . ily! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;        &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;On another note, I got to, wait;what did I do? Ugh. I need to step in more, talk more, open up more. Don't get me wrong, I'm not depressed or anything. I'm happy, but for the past, oh I dunno, month and a half maybe. I've been sad, down-in-the-dumps, wishing to be happy again. Because every time I DO get happy, it only lasts a little while and I go to bed sad, wishing for everything that I know won't happen. Fantasising that dreams could come true like in Cinderella. But I'm not a princess, mice don't  talk, and there's no such thing as magic. So where am I? I'm stuck, that's where I am. Everything that I could possibly want is out of my reach, and no one understands what I'm going through. Every time I come even close to explaining what I need, what I want, and what I hope for, is dashed away from lost thoughts. It hurts, and I can tell no one. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;         &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Great, now I sound depressed, don't I? DON'T I?!? Ugh. 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46098141236055416.post-6736700905044035243</id><published>2007-06-16T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:33:04.006-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A bunch of crud Lol.'/><title type='text'>Boo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hi! I'm Cricket-izzle, ok- - just Cricket! And I am, erm-- writing, to-- myself. But in a dignified way! So, I'm writing/talking to myself, without people getting creeped out. . . in fact it's, it's, COOL! Wooooot! Lol, well I guess I need to say a bit about myself, eh? How boring. . . but still. Erm, well I'm 12 (and a half to be exact pfft ) And yes, I count the months. Call me a dork, I don't care! Cuz I'd just be lying if I denied it. And lying in VURY bad, tho I do it. . . shhh! Lol, well yeah I'm 12, and I'm blonde (but not stupid! UGH hate that stereotype!) And, I have glasses, really cute glasses at that. There pink, and like thick-framed, but not square, kinda oval, and they turn to sunglasses after they've been in the sun for like a mintute, which is cool, yet REALLY annoying cuz when you take pictures outside, you just can't take them off like normal sunglasses which is sort of annoying, oh wait-- I said that already... well that proves my point! Yeah, I tend to blabber on a bit. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Woah! Second paragraph! WOOT! Lol, well I was at churh tonight and was BORED TO DEATH. Ugh, my best friend decided not to show up so I sat there, reading a book I already read before, and sat some more. Then I decided to talk to my friend/nephew Tyler for a bit, but he tends to zone or get caught up with a certain little sisters DS so there I am, sitting by myself AGAIN, reading the book and predicting what's gonna happen next (which I'm always right, pffft, phychic dud! Lol)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and I finally get a chance to escape by going with my oooh what is she? Well 'she' home a bit early FINALLY. So I escape, and all. And get home. ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;OMG, you'll NEVER guess what I found in my big sis's bedroom/closet lol. So I go in there, trying to find her straightener so I can steal it, and I move this big blanket to get into this like plastic-shelfy thing, which knocks a open cookie bag over, and OUT RUNS A MOUSE!!! OMG, I like SCREAMED it was disgusting!!! It's little and brown and tends to scury under her bed, HA! I dunno if I should tell her tho. . . lol, yeah I'm cruel. Erm, and there is like little mouse crap all over the place in there! It's disgusting!!! *Shudders* So yeah, that was my creepy and nasty encounter with our little visitor, it won't be staying long tho, lol. I put my CAT in there! Ha, the mousy is a GONER!!! DIE MOUSE DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;K, sorry, went a bit over board with the exclamation points, lol. Yeah so anyway, I guess that's it for my first-ever post, so I hope I/you enjoyed it! Lol, ttyl little blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~~~ Cricket &lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/UiFmruZnrV" width="300" height="80" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o304/cricket_cutie11/CliqueDolls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t141/ajmr91/fall%20out%20boy/fob6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/46098141236055416-6736700905044035243?l=cricket-cutie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cricket-cutie.blogspot.com/feeds/6736700905044035243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=46098141236055416&amp;postID=6736700905044035243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/46098141236055416/posts/default/6736700905044035243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/46098141236055416/posts/default/6736700905044035243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cricket-cutie.blogspot.com/2007/06/boo.html' title='Boo!!!'/><author><name>Cricket</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00513148486267059067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t141/ajmr91/fall%20out%20boy/th_fob6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
