<?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-5957020</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:20:39.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[ let it roll ]</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-110878793146810718</id><published>2005-02-18T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T20:38:51.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>all the boysvoices crackingoh the moaning 1/2 tonescome summertimewe're all the same age hereall the tension and the terrorthin limbed gorgeous green eyes smilingand i'm going straight to hellall the possibility and promise justweighs on me so heavilyand i try but i'm not convincingyour lips they pout and twistand i die trying just to keep myself from kissing youyou take in everything with a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110878793146810718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110878793146810718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110878793146810718' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-110740579422488011</id><published>2005-02-02T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T20:43:14.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1) Name the Last Four Things You Have Bought:1. a snickers and m&amp;ms2. ticket to RRHS talent show3. snowball tickets4. extra snowball t-shirt2) Name Four Drinks You Regularly Drink :1. water2. juice3. orange pop sometimes4. milk rarely3) Last Time You Cried? last night before i fell asleep4) What's In Your CD Player? the format5) What's Under Your Bed? crap... i should probably </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110740579422488011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110740579422488011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110740579422488011' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-110571403272441330</id><published>2005-01-14T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T06:47:12.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jesse McCartney- Beautiful Souli don't want another pretty facei don't want just anyone to holdi don't want my love to go to wastei want you and your beautiful soulyou're the one i wanna chaseyou're the one i wanna holdi won't let another minute go to wastei want you and your beautiful souli know that you are something specialto you i'd always be faithfuli want to be what you always </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110571403272441330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110571403272441330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110571403272441330' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-110512830883235362</id><published>2005-01-07T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T12:05:08.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i saw this on Sarah's myspace and HAD to show it to everyone... haha everything except the first one is true.31 Things Guys Should Know About GirlsWritten by a guy. After years of experience.1. Whatever you do, don't just show up at their house...they run around in their underwear just like we do. (stopping by unexpectedly is very sweet; don't listen to this one)2. Don't cheat on them. It</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110512830883235362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110512830883235362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110512830883235362' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-110481404032276288</id><published>2005-01-03T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T20:47:20.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mmmm lemon chiffon mmmmmsing like you think no one's listening--straylight run</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110481404032276288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110481404032276288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110481404032276288' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-110325807075886561</id><published>2004-12-16T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T20:34:30.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sun and Moon --  Miss Saigon[KIM]You are sunlight and I moonJoined by the gods of fortuneMidnight and high noonSharing the skyWe have been blessed, you and I[CHRIS]You are here like a mysteryI'm from a world that's so differentFrom all that you areHow in the light of one nightDid we come so far?[KIM]Outside day starts to dawn[CHRIS]Your moon still floats on high[KIM]The birds </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110325807075886561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110325807075886561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110325807075886561' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-110315147335584689</id><published>2004-12-15T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T14:57:53.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm on myspace.com now, so i may or may not put anything else in here. not sure. but thought i'd let y'all know.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110315147335584689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110315147335584689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110315147335584689' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-110287603349375976</id><published>2004-12-12T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T10:27:13.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>maybe i could've used Kairos. maybe i wouldn't feel so useless.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110287603349375976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110287603349375976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110287603349375976' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-110186390598037383</id><published>2004-11-30T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T17:18:58.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel like shit.don't get sick.don't get lazy.don't get caught up in a romance story.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110186390598037383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110186390598037383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110186390598037383' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-110168098658616348</id><published>2004-11-28T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T14:29:46.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i typed up this whole long paragraph about stuff thats on my mind, but instead of posting, it got deleted. i am wayy too lazy to type it all up again. just thought everyone should know that. now i'm gonna go do my notecards... *insert witty ending here*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110168098658616348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110168098658616348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110168098658616348' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-110055190571502581</id><published>2004-11-15T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T13:53:07.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>omar is gone. what is the world coming to?gypsy is still going... come this weekend!one week till my birthday! i'm usually not this excited about it, but i really can't wait to be 17. i guess its not that big of a deal, but i don't care.today was a good day, except some, uh lunch-drama... haha theresa. anyways, sophie's a dork cuz she's doing the shakespeare competition.. jk jk... jaimie </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110055190571502581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/110055190571502581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110055190571502581' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109959316293712095</id><published>2004-11-04T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T10:32:42.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GYPSYNovember 12, 13, 14, 19, 20, 21Friday and Saturday 7:30Sunday 2:00Reserved seats: $8 (in advance: $7)Adults: $7 (in advance: $6)Students/ Senior Citizens: $6 (in advance: $5)If you want tickets in advance, let me know what day and get the money to me and I'll take care of it. I can have the tickets held at Joe's until the night of the show. Anyways, come see it!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109959316293712095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109959316293712095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109959316293712095' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109867929945487088</id><published>2004-10-24T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T21:41:39.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>worst day of work in my life... people need to learn that we can do our job better than they can, no matter what they think. i promise, we have a reason, maybe even two, for doing what we do.anyways, tonight was awesome. saw "The Laramie Project" at St. Ignatius.  it was really good. i think they did it better than lkwd, but it may just be that i didn't know many of the people at Ignatius, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109867929945487088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109867929945487088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109867929945487088' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109778797547622900</id><published>2004-10-14T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T14:06:15.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Loving someone is giving them the ability to hurt you and trusting them not to.True?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109778797547622900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109778797547622900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109778797547622900' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109608766021541464</id><published>2004-09-24T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T21:47:40.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i don't understand why we can't just eat dinner. it doesn't have to be everyone's favorite place... its just dinner. just a little food before we go dance it off. no mongolian bbq because i want to drive. no place to be because its not the right atmosphere. no gas station because its not good food. no maria's- its gross. (that last one is me, i am guilty of this too).anyways.. tm i work from 12</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109608766021541464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109608766021541464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109608766021541464' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109581973062701507</id><published>2004-09-21T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T19:22:10.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i miss jaimie</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109581973062701507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109581973062701507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109581973062701507' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109512135931141690</id><published>2004-09-13T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T17:22:39.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i didn't realize how hard it was going to be to get back to actually working for school. i have to write this paper and i just cannot do it. i open Word... write a couple ideas... write out a thesis.. then come online and do this. its due wednesday, so thats even more of a reason not to do it right now. lol gotta love how i said i'd do it over the weekend too. right.also i went shopping today, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109512135931141690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109512135931141690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109512135931141690' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109461398755102392</id><published>2004-09-07T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T12:38:08.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wish i wasn't so dumb.. i got a really bad score on my practice verbal SAT.. all the colleges that i found thru the princeton review search were like really easy to get into, average GPA of 3.2... yeah no. mine is a full point above that. how the hell did these colleges come up? i dunno. i feel really stupid right now tho. i set extremely high standards for myself and i'm definitely not meeting</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109461398755102392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109461398755102392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109461398755102392' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109409575633806777</id><published>2004-09-01T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T20:29:16.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>everybody has their problems, and they want everyone else to listen to them. and no one else wants to because they have their own things to deal with. for example- when josh h wrote his past post, only jaimie was sympathetic in the comments. a couple other people were not so much, telling him, quite clearly, to get over it. why can't we care just a little more? now, i know i'm guilty of this too,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109409575633806777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109409575633806777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109409575633806777' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109400639811214972</id><published>2004-08-31T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T19:39:58.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok i'm not really hearing anything good about this new template. anyone want it? i won't be using it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109400639811214972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109400639811214972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109400639811214972' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109391521948859057</id><published>2004-08-30T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T18:20:19.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>check out a new blog:: http://themysteryisgone.blogspot.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109391521948859057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109391521948859057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109391521948859057' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109374812305916951</id><published>2004-08-28T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T19:56:27.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>these guys (about 8 of them, 25 years old) were having a bachelor party at work tonight... one of them was extremely friendly. he kept asking me to sit down and talk to them for awhile, or if i could be their server, or winking at me, etc etc. one time he stops me and goes..."so how old ARE you?""how old do you think i am?""i'm gonna say about... 23?"*blank look from me*a different guy says </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109374812305916951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109374812305916951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109374812305916951' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109331773077785196</id><published>2004-08-23T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T20:22:10.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>first day of school wasn't as bad as i thought it would be...i'll post something when i have something worth posting.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109331773077785196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109331773077785196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109331773077785196' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109314676920919400</id><published>2004-08-21T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T20:52:49.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My angst tastes like...Strawberry</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109314676920919400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109314676920919400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109314676920919400' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109271577621730592</id><published>2004-08-16T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T21:09:36.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ehh too much conflict.my fortune cookie says "you are a perfectionist. don't spoil it."my horoscope says "**** others look to you to take charge. you might not want to, but you handle responsibility well. investigate the possibilities that revolve around your work. tonight: a must appearance."wrong.it's madonna's birthday. in case you were wondering.i feel like i have two options, but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109271577621730592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109271577621730592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109271577621730592' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109245678249153127</id><published>2004-08-13T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T21:13:02.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeah they lost my paycheck that i've been looking forward to for 3 weeks. then chris calls me and is all "i'm at the hagans house with a buncha people but i can't come get you cuz there isn't enough room in the car" thanks for calling chris... then josh calls-- "i got a ride to work so i can't stop by tonight- wanna go to a reggae fest tomorrow for $20?". too bad i can't cuz they lost my fuckin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109245678249153127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109245678249153127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109245678249153127' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109236903076912970</id><published>2004-08-12T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T20:50:30.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Djibouti345: supHunterRiley13: mmmm, i like it like that, she moving that thing, i don't know how to act, slow motion for me, slow motion for meFrozenQuill: "CutieTootie178: STOP HITTING ON MY WIFE"yeah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109236903076912970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109236903076912970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109236903076912970' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109211595261994495</id><published>2004-08-09T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T22:32:32.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you knew what I was doing I would have to kill you... not because I'm a member of the government, but because no matter how many people do what I'm doing now, if I were caught in the act it would be pretty fucking embarassing... Do yourself a favor and don't be the one to catch me red or white-handed for that matter...--Morgan's away message lolnot the one from the shows. he's from cali.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109211595261994495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109211595261994495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109211595261994495' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109193856758602670</id><published>2004-08-07T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T21:16:07.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>work work work... i finally finished all my training. i'm an official hostess at Winking Lizard. i wasn't supposed to work tomorrow, sunday, but i am... so 10-3 is out. i've worked so much, i can't wait for my pay check lol. i know i'll be mad about taxes but i don't even care right now. i just know it will be 3 weeks worth of work.on to other things... i think i'm pmsing, so if i get mad at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109193856758602670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109193856758602670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109193856758602670' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109176865368897642</id><published>2004-08-05T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T22:04:13.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>josh is home : )</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109176865368897642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109176865368897642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109176865368897642' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109159290013841445</id><published>2004-08-03T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T21:15:00.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to see Day After Tomorrow with Jaimie Josh h Ian and Hannah... it was funny. i don't think it was meant to be, but it was. Jaimie Josh and I sat in the front row. it was a good time.temps tomorrow. take two.happy birthday Jaimie!! i love you!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109159290013841445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109159290013841445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109159290013841445' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109150645656296702</id><published>2004-08-02T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T21:14:16.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i passed! and i only got 3 wrong! woohooooand i don't have to work on jaimie's birthday : ) the schedule got all switched around, and i might not have to work saturday either. maybe. not sure yet.oh man i'm excited. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109150645656296702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109150645656296702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109150645656296702' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109116563308240482</id><published>2004-07-29T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T22:33:53.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh man, i love working for 6 1/2 hours. lol. i'm starting to like expo-ing.. kinda. but not enough to stay an expo. hostess-ing will be wonderful. my first day as a hostess is wednesday, august 4... jaimie's birthday. i work 7 hours that day. woohoooo.... but i only work till 5, so the night is open. i was happy to see that.check out http://www.nslc.tk if you want to see some pictures from DC</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109116563308240482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109116563308240482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109116563308240482' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109090630852067870</id><published>2004-07-26T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T22:31:48.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>first day of work... my feet hurt. lol. but its all good, it was fun. i'm kinda scared about being tested on the menu and every sause and onion that goes on every sandwich, but its ok. i'll get thru it. if you're looking for some new music, check out Yann Tiersen. its cool.. not in english, but it doesn't matter. many thanks to morgan for endlessly sending me music lol.looking forward to this</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109090630852067870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109090630852067870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109090630852067870' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109070848765587192</id><published>2004-07-24T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T15:34:47.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>awesome. the day that i have shit planned, i'm sick again. i can't swallow or talk or anything without dying. i was supposed to go to the indian's game, my only chance the whole season, with jaimie and people but i couldn't.. i came home and slept till like 4. and i was supposed to go see people from the mission trip tonight at a party at the walsh house, but now i can't. on top of all that, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109070848765587192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109070848765587192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109070848765587192' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-109029939223128033</id><published>2004-07-19T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T21:56:32.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the trip turned out alright... the dance on the last night helped. it was a lotta fun, to say the least. but i love being home so much... i'm not going on anymore trips for the rest of the summer.. : ) in DC there is an old building that used to be an insane asylum, but they turned it into a crayola crayon factory.  i might be going to warped tour... or cedar point... or neither. haven't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109029939223128033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/109029939223128033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109029939223128033' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108993243812511700</id><published>2004-07-15T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T16:00:38.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey there, i found a computer in the American University library so here we go. we're staying in dorms with smell and roommates and horrible mattresses and everything. its kinda fun tho, i like living in a dorm for a week. my roommate is really nice, so thats a plus. but the whole program is kind of boring right now. i just wanna be home. but its a "good experience" and it looks great on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108993243812511700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108993243812511700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108993243812511700' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108951727365190250</id><published>2004-07-10T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T20:41:13.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate it when adults are assholes to teenagers, especially when their only reasoning is that we are teenagers.but it doesn't matter, doesn't matter.cuz we won four in a row.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108951727365190250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108951727365190250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108951727365190250' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108948024363423056</id><published>2004-07-10T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T10:25:50.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was having the worst day-- i was still sick, i woke up soaked in my own sweat *break for RENT* "her fever's breaking... there is no future, there is no past, thank god this moments not the last" *yeah i'm still obsessed*, i couldn't sew velcro onto the costumes i was supposed to have done, i couldn't go to closets with jaimie, and this was all before 12.30. then i got some emails and they just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108948024363423056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108948024363423056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108948024363423056' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108917494907897800</id><published>2004-07-06T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T21:35:49.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i finally have a dave matthews band CD-- the central park concert. three CD set. $19. go me! : )</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108917494907897800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108917494907897800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108917494907897800' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108913791535531960</id><published>2004-07-06T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T11:18:35.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today i was supposed to find a black suit for this DC trip and start working on the costumes for the play at my church. neither one of these things happened. i went up to the bank to get some money, went to Dots to see if they had anything like a suit -only because it was on the way, and they didn't have anything- and then went to Joanne Fabrics to get some material for my little backpack i'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108913791535531960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108913791535531960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108913791535531960' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108891757381786366</id><published>2004-07-03T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T06:40:32.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the trip was so much fun. i didn't want to go at all cuz i didn't know anyone, but i got in the van and it was ok. a couple annoying little girls, but not bad. then we get there and i still know no one, but its ok. they're all being really nice n stuff. over the course of the week i realized i could honestly go up to almost any person and start a conversation. i say almost because of wade. but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108891757381786366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108891757381786366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108891757381786366' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108818215507103369</id><published>2004-06-25T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T09:50:09.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>please don't touch me understand I'm scared i need to go away. _rent- mimiTrusting desire - starting to learnWalking through fire without a burnClinging - A shoulder a leap beginsStinging and older , asleep on pins. _rent- mimi and rogerGet up- life's too quick. _rent- mimiFind one songOne last refrainGlory. _rent- rogerDon't tell me how life isCause I don't really don't want to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108818215507103369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108818215507103369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108818215507103369' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108801568285503769</id><published>2004-06-23T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T11:34:42.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> What RENT song are you? brought to you by Quizillawhy dorothy and toto went over the rainbow, to blow off auntie em. la vie boheme.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108801568285503769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108801568285503769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108801568285503769' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108795849048093421</id><published>2004-06-22T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T19:41:30.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I want a dog. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108795849048093421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108795849048093421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108795849048093421' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108779330003390607</id><published>2004-06-20T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T21:51:05.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok i'm getting a black lab when i have my own house. its official. josh hagan is even buying it for me. MaryAnn has one named Lucy and she's finally warming up to me. it feels so good to be loved, if even by a dog. especially by a dog. i felt like so much crap when Lucy ran from me when i tried to pet her.. now we're cool, and it makes me feel so much more at home here. but i will be way glad </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108779330003390607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108779330003390607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108779330003390607' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108759459953375524</id><published>2004-06-18T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T14:36:39.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey everybody- i'm in nashville currently. its pretty cool. i thought my aunt was getting a nice small house away from everything... but its a house thats still bigger than most houses i've seen, and its closer to downtown nashville than ever. i guess where i got messed up was that the house is SMALLER than her other one. oh. got it. wow its beautiful tho. the small backyard is the only part i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108759459953375524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108759459953375524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108759459953375524' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108726915915058195</id><published>2004-06-14T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T20:14:16.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>don't get sick. it sucks.i killed ian. not on purpose, but i think it was subconsciously on purpose because he gave me cancer. i also dreamt that my little brother was a genius (at the age of 11) and he was working for key bank and making speeches. i guess i had a virus. and a bladder infection. i just hope they're gone before thursday- i can't miss this Nashville trip. at least i can walk </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108726915915058195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108726915915058195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108726915915058195' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108681883015721124</id><published>2004-06-09T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T15:07:10.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ohhh yeah. i think i got the job at Winking Lizard. the guy was really nice and told me that he would pull for me... i do have a second interview, but Brooke just told me that "if you have a  second interview, you pretty much have the job." hehe, and i might start off making $6/hour. woohoo! (or if i'm cool enough- w00t! haha josh) but if i don't get it, thats cool too. then i have reason to sit </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108681883015721124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108681883015721124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108681883015721124' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108675638599669983</id><published>2004-06-08T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T21:46:25.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FrozenQuill: i like scottish people. i mean, have you ever once in your life heard of an evil or unkind scottish person FrozenQuill: (the correct answer is "no" by the way)~~FrozenQuill: can i have more than one?FrozenQuill: like, one for the road or something?~~FrozenQuill: or allgoneness if you're really not with it~~FrozenQuill: i ran around in my sprinkler today. it was fun. too bad i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108675638599669983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108675638599669983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108675638599669983' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108666083041260449</id><published>2004-06-07T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T19:23:00.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to the beach today! yeah i'm so glad its summer again. i rode my bike to school, it was beautiful. tomorrow is my last final- theology. then a voice lesson. thats it. woohooogoing to see Harry Potter tomorrow at one. if you're interested show up at westwood. everyone's welcome. its gonna be great. well, i've heard this movie isn't as good as the book, but since when does that happen </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108666083041260449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108666083041260449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108666083041260449' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108640742195936853</id><published>2004-06-04T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T21:33:53.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"except fo' me"famous last words.anyways-A guy with a black eye boards a plane bound for Pittsburgh and sits down in his seat.  He notices immediately that the guy next to him has a black eye.  He says to him,  "Hey, this is a coincidence, we both have black eyes, mind if ask how you got yours?"The guy who was already sitting down explains, "Well, it just happened; it was a tongue-twister </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108640742195936853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108640742195936853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108640742195936853' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108631379396371437</id><published>2004-06-03T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T19:20:50.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>honors convocation thing tomorrow=short classes=teachers don't want to do anything.finals: -monday 10.15-3-tuesday: 8-10almost there.today i went shopping.. finally went to Marshalls after hearing about it all last weekend from Erin haha. got cute stuff, then went to Old Navy and got more cute stuff.. that was awesome cuz my mom was like "this is for completing 10th grade" : )watched </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108631379396371437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108631379396371437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108631379396371437' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108602913404128072</id><published>2004-05-31T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T11:45:34.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>stayed home all day yesterday, but didn't even start my paper. lol. i am awesome..today that's all i'm doing. got up at 10- here it is, 2.30 and i'm not even close to being 1/2 done. i have 500 words out of 1800-2000 but i don't care. i kinda of like writing the paper cuz it was a great book. but i'm glad i put it off, and i don't mind spending an entire day doing it, and if i had a chance to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108602913404128072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108602913404128072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108602913404128072' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108585345590239681</id><published>2004-05-29T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T10:57:35.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>paper due tuesday.. i need four sources.. most libraries are closed or out of the books because 3 schools are doing a gatsby paper at the same time.. so jaimie lent me one book, and sophie's going to copy her sources for me.. wow thank you guys so much.algebra project due wednesday.. need to get together w. soph to do that one. what a bitch of a project. it was fun at first, but now i just want</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108585345590239681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108585345590239681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108585345590239681' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108570376175907810</id><published>2004-05-27T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T17:22:41.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"so what is 'badgirl'?""uhmmm, let's see... *picture comes up*.. oh."hahahahaa caught josh with the porn.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108570376175907810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108570376175907810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108570376175907810' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108562497995370018</id><published>2004-05-26T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T19:29:39.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so yeah, i can't do Anyone Can Whistle. my mom doesn't want me to. the rehearsals go till 11 at night and its on w.38 which is a little too far. so yeah. i understand why she doesn't want me to do it, but i still got my hopes up a LOT. ah well. good luck to everyone else thats trying out!the pictures were cool. laura looked so pretty! it was awesome. i can't wait to get my senior pictures done </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108562497995370018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108562497995370018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108562497995370018' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108560864164438206</id><published>2004-05-26T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T14:57:21.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jon Anderson is amazing- CYO is even more amazing- and the children's choir tops them all. hahaha jk, but it was awesome. the lights were so fun to watch! (i couldn't see anyone cuz we were sitting in the back of the organ loft when we weren't singing) it was so much fun. i was so excited for it, thru the whole concert i was tense and such, but having a great time. my stomach didn't appreciate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108560864164438206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108560864164438206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108560864164438206' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108545046398974464</id><published>2004-05-24T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T19:01:03.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ohhh man - tomorrow is the CYO concert. today we had rehearsal with Jon Anderson- WOW what a voice! it's gonna be so cool. my mom has an extra ticket and i doubt she'd make anyone pay at this point- it is for tomorrow night. if you're interested in going let me know by calling the cell... pretty much as soon as possible. i won't be home tomorrow during the day, except for the sleeping in part. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108545046398974464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108545046398974464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108545046398974464' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108520083456779499</id><published>2004-05-21T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T21:40:34.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow. wow wow wow. the concert was so good, as expected. tony.. =) but josh is still cuter. heheapparently "cuter" is not spelled correctly. hahaaaummmmm yeah. 8 days left. thats it. =)summmerrrr woohooooooooo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108520083456779499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108520083456779499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108520083456779499' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108508871671589235</id><published>2004-05-20T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T14:31:56.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my apologies about the last post... i was in a horrible mood, but i'm ok now. most things are still true, but i'm not depressed about them anymore. well at least not right now haha...i am so psyched for jazz night- it's the best concert of the year, by far. woohoooo! everyone should come-- free for students, and it doesn't get much better than that.CYO concert-- i am so ready. i am also ready</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108508871671589235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108508871671589235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108508871671589235' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108500559309524681</id><published>2004-05-19T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T15:26:33.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>complaints (do not proceed if you don't wanna put up with it): so. i wish i wasn't mental. damn. i thought i was over my need for attention. but apparently not, cuz i'm posting this. i wish i could be close to the people at school, but i'm not. at least i don't feel like i am. the people i want to get closer to, i feel like they couldn't care less if i was there or not. i wish i had a talent. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108500559309524681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108500559309524681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108500559309524681' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108484327415245775</id><published>2004-05-17T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T18:21:14.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love thunderstormsi rode home from josh's house in 15 minutes today, going down madison and detroit- no easy task. i still got wet, but it felt good cuz it was only for about 5 minutes.i hope sophie had a good birthday after school today. she wasn't too happy during the day.. love to sophie--'Fifty years ago today, nine judges announced that they had looked at the Constitution and saw no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108484327415245775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108484327415245775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108484327415245775' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108476195874123197</id><published>2004-05-16T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T19:45:58.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"At midnight Monday, Massachusetts becomes the first state in the country to legalize gay marriages.""My own personal suspicion is that the primary effect of this change in law will be a sudden increase in the number of happily married couples in the state. Heaven forbid!"lmao... i love this site... nocapital once again..so i think we've worn out the war topic.. but i think about it so much</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108476195874123197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108476195874123197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108476195874123197' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108440976894136993</id><published>2004-05-12T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T17:56:08.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>story:: a couple months ago, or whenever it was when i was talking to Brendan a lot, we were talking about jumping off a building. i told him what one of my teacher told me, that if you jump off a building, you have a heart attack before you hit the ground. he went crazy-- he was all "no! no way- you're wrong!" i was like, well i'm just telling you what someone told me. so last night at 10.45 i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108440976894136993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108440976894136993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108440976894136993' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108431892479472807</id><published>2004-05-11T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T16:42:04.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rainbow ?? Which Natural Wonder Or Disaster Are You ?? brought to you by Quizillawoohoooooo =) that makes me happy. i wish it were true hahahaaaalove-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108431892479472807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108431892479472807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108431892479472807' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108424517980061085</id><published>2004-05-10T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T20:14:31.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i really like this new setup for blogger... =)today i went on a bikeride with jaimie, it was awesome. i showed up at her house and we just went. so cool, just talking and riding. we were on 117, so we stopped by josh's and he wasn't there. then we went by the high school to see if he had track. but he wasn't there. then we stopped by chris's house on the way home but he wasn't home either. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108424517980061085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108424517980061085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108424517980061085' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108407556164738395</id><published>2004-05-08T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T21:10:31.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>friday--- Paws for Pride- we should've won... damn seniors... haha it was fun tho.today-- got up early, sang with CYO, awesome- i'm so excited for that concert =) went to Ignatius for the day, hung out, sang a lot, great time... except for Tim spraining his ankle... *shakes head* but he's ok now : )the concert was so awesome, SUCH a great idea. made me so happy. lullaby... awwjosh is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108407556164738395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108407556164738395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108407556164738395' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108389751250586318</id><published>2004-05-06T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T19:42:59.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>soooooo today was awesome. paws for pride feuds already, stress over the concert, stress over hw and stuff in general, buying a used ice cream truck... =) after school i came home, then walked up to lion and blue/the exchange. got my mommy a few mother's day gifts, and myself a skirt (thanks to jaimie, who pointed it out). only $9! its so awesome too. then jaimie gave me a ride home (she met me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108389751250586318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108389751250586318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108389751250586318' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108388184843051636</id><published>2004-05-06T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T15:21:55.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When you snap your fingers, does the sound occur when your middle finger releases from your thumb, or when your middle finger hits the palm of your hand?i know the answer, but thats not the point. i also know that most of you actually snapped to figure it out, too. hahacome to the concert tonight. it is wayyy overpriced ($5-7) but it's awesome. i'm so excited.i can't wait for Paws for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108388184843051636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108388184843051636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108388184843051636' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108380810537306079</id><published>2004-05-05T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T18:52:50.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm looking forward to not being sick anymore. i've had 4 colds in the last 5 weeks... i want the weather to be nice and warm and stay that way... i can't wait for summer, honestly.josh did good in the meet... but people with hair that long look kinda funny when running really fast hehe. and pole vaulting is awesome.the concert's tomorrow night! yay! then Paws for Pride day is Friday! i am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108380810537306079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108380810537306079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108380810537306079' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108372517763891947</id><published>2004-05-04T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T19:50:41.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday was cool, hung out at josh's for awhile. he played banjo, haha. its awesome.today was bad for some reason. i dunno, but i'm still in a good mood. last bass lesson was tonight, but i think i get the idea enough to go without them for awhile. hmmm i felt all dumb cuz one girl showed up today and she was all like "hey i'm really good at bass and i'm like 13 and here, let me teach you." </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108372517763891947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108372517763891947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108372517763891947' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108362134350753627</id><published>2004-05-03T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T14:59:51.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Before the World Trade Center attack, Javaid Iqbal was a Pakistani immigrant proud to be known as 'the cable guy' to customers on Long Island, where he had lived for a decade and married an American. Ehab Elmaghraby, an Egyptian, had a weekend flea market stand at Aqueduct Raceway and a restaurant near Times Square where friendly police officers would joke, 'Where's my shish kebab?' "But </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108362134350753627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108362134350753627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108362134350753627' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108354747891299156</id><published>2004-05-02T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T18:29:00.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How bad is it? Very, very bad."Photographs showing US soldiers abusing Iraqi prisoners drew international condemnation today, with Arabs saying the US campaign to win the hearts and minds of Iraqis was now a lost cause. "This is the straw that broke the camel's back for America," said Abdel-Bari Atwan, editor of the Arab newspaper Al Quds Al Arabi. "The liberators are worse than the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108354747891299156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108354747891299156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108354747891299156' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108354663760592438</id><published>2004-05-02T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T18:14:59.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so the show is over.. no more excuses for not having my homework done... hahahawent to sophie's party, went swimming and such. lotsa ping pong. lalalaauhh yeah sorry bout that last post- i was in the worst mood ever.. well not ever but it was bad. i'm good now, and saturday was pretty fun, so yeah.i'll leave you with this awesomeness::i want so badly to believe that "there is truth, that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108354663760592438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108354663760592438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108354663760592438' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108338875366901732</id><published>2004-04-30T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T22:23:32.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm, today. went to Jacob's Field. coldness, but still good. CSong, alright. then the show. ya know. so after i was done with the show, i went home and chilled. i was hoping to hang out with jaimie cuz i haven't talked to her since Sunday or something crazy like that, but she went to the lkwd show, so i was the loser this friday and didn't go out. awesome. then my internet wouldn't work for about</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108338875366901732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108338875366901732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108338875366901732' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108320445500837279</id><published>2004-04-28T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T19:11:51.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i can feel myself going into one of those depressed times... i need Jaimie. : (i was thinking too much today. i had honestly been avoiding thinking too much about relationships with people, what people think of me, how people in the show think i'm only on makeup crew to be with Josh (even tho i had been planning on it since the beginning of the show..), etc, etc.no one wants to be in Cheaper.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108320445500837279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108320445500837279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108320445500837279' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108312001442801038</id><published>2004-04-27T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T19:44:29.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so yeah- updation...the concert was amazing. no other way to describe it.. gigi came too so that was fun. wow was it good.. and i just found out tonight that a girl in my bass class (the one that's goign to Joe's next year!) went to the APC concert too. haha awesomesaturday-- cyo choir stuff- awesome songs.. great time. hung out, went to the park, all fun stuff.sunday- tech sunday.. went to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108312001442801038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108312001442801038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108312001442801038' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108278140521722987</id><published>2004-04-23T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T21:40:54.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow. wow.everyone ... love maynard... right now. wow.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108278140521722987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108278140521722987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108278140521722987' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108267223547557766</id><published>2004-04-22T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T15:21:23.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[my name is]: chelsea[in the morning i am]: grumpy. lol jaimie knows[love is]: hmmm love.[i dream about]: i never remember my dreams.. except the one where i was shaving my face. yes, i was a female in the dream, but i was shaving my face...-W I T H .T H E. O P P O S I T E. S E X- [what do you notice first?]: hair, eyes, arms.... meghan!![last person u slow danced with]: josh-W H O- [do you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108267223547557766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108267223547557766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108267223547557766' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108267008392574729</id><published>2004-04-22T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T14:45:31.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Doctors or other health care providers could not be disciplined or sued if they refuse to treat gay patients under legislation passed Wednesday by the Michigan House.The bill allows health care workers to refuse service to anyone on moral, ethical or religious grounds.The Republican dominated House passed the measure as dozens of Catholics looked on from the gallery. The Michigan Catholic </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108267008392574729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108267008392574729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108267008392574729' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108257850428313577</id><published>2004-04-21T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T13:19:10.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok, so right now i'm actually kinda mad. i haven't been really MAD in a long time... frusterated -yes. but now... i guess Tim doesn't consider us friends anymore... and no, we do not talk that much, but i still think of him as a friend. so i guess i'm more sad or something, but i don't care. i just don't get it. if you think of someone enough to say "we're not friends anymore," then wouldn't you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108257850428313577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108257850428313577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108257850428313577' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108249168220759403</id><published>2004-04-20T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T15:08:48.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok- so, stressing about this paper... and i know i should be working on it now instead of typing this, but i need a break between school and hw. yesterday i was in such a bad mood... all the teachers were making up for the week and a half we had off, so that meant tons of homework. then crew after school, and thats depressing because i don't like it but i can't quit because they really need </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108249168220759403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108249168220759403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108249168220759403' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108231290512603784</id><published>2004-04-18T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T11:32:27.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday was awesome.. lazy morning, bike ride, chillin, then park. i was planning on going into much greater detail but i'm still lazy. josh asked me out last night, that was sweet. he was so cute about it =) lalalaaaaaAPC this Friday!! woohoooo! i'm so excitednow i have this huge paper to write, and i'm changing topics... so i'll be busy for the week... lol. see y'all later-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108231290512603784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108231290512603784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108231290512603784' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108217556815628280</id><published>2004-04-16T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T21:23:28.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tell me what you think</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108217556815628280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108217556815628280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108217556815628280' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108208963626377421</id><published>2004-04-15T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T21:31:14.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thought about ian on the way down to kentucky when i listened to New Found Glory. that, in turn, made me think about chris missing ian. thought of ana whenever someone was sarcastic. thought about chris more when jaimie said "so how bout them broncos?" thought of josh and jim when we played "sweet home chicago" by the blues brothers in Johnny Rockets. thought about tim and josh hagan and laura </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108208963626377421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108208963626377421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108208963626377421' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108148312757486803</id><published>2004-04-08T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T21:02:35.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeahh.. soo... kentucky. for about a week- give or take a day. i will miss you all. (all except jaimie, of course). muah!rushing, rushing... don't want to rush things...lalalaaaagoodnight all.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108148312757486803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108148312757486803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108148312757486803' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108136958212464720</id><published>2004-04-07T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T13:30:09.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jaimie is probably going to kentucky with me =) friday thru thursday/friday woohooo!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108136958212464720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108136958212464720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108136958212464720' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108120556464458147</id><published>2004-04-05T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T15:56:50.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>without music, life is a journey through a desert.  --Pat ConroyIt had never occurred to me before that music and thinking are so much alike. In fact you could say music is another way of thinking, or maybe thinking is another kind of music. --Ursula K. Le Guin Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent.--Victor HugoYou are the music while the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108120556464458147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108120556464458147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108120556464458147' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108105466986067297</id><published>2004-04-03T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T21:01:32.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>chorus line was awesome... i wanna be diana... or sheila... haha =)jaimie's aunt beth is really funnytoday was the first practice for the CYO choir thing, that was AWESOME... except for this little kid, eddy. he's so annoying.. but the songs are great, i am so excited.went back to jaimie's house, ate pizza rolls. josh showed up and we all watched Almost Famous. not bad, not bad.  chris, jim, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108105466986067297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108105466986067297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108105466986067297' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108094794254274882</id><published>2004-04-02T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T15:22:42.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow i just reread my last post, and i didn't realize how unorganized and random it was... so, my apologies.tonight i'm going with jaimie to see A Chorus Line- woohoo! i finally get to see it!! haha i'm so excitedlalalaaaa i am so glad it's friday, i have been waiting all week for today. umm duh. but anyways, i have absolutely nothing to say right now. i wish i could go see britney spears when</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108094794254274882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108094794254274882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108094794254274882' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108059319117340336</id><published>2004-03-29T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T12:50:05.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>another time, another place. i supposeno school for me today, but fear not- tomorrow i shall return hahai was ok enough to go to school, but i didn't do any hw last night cuz i fell asleep at 6. i woke up at 8 today, so that means 14 hours of sleep-- wooooohooooooo talked to tim for a few minutes yesterday, talked to jaimie for a long time, went to the game, sang, woohooo me and my crap of a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108059319117340336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108059319117340336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108059319117340336' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108035991561342784</id><published>2004-03-26T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T20:02:06.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woke up at 10 or sosat around till 12.30went to the librarygot good books for my paper on gay marriage--for those who do not know, i am way for it--walked up to lhs in the rain =)saw people, got a ride from jaimie to her househung out, took in one of her shirtswent home, ate gross foodtook a napwent to the rothhaas' housenow i'm here =) good dayi love peopletomorrow i'm going to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108035991561342784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108035991561342784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108035991561342784' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-108027477918108172</id><published>2004-03-25T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T20:23:08.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woohoooo go brady bunch!! we won 2nd/3rd place!!! (talent show, for the uninformed haha)it was SO much funi have no school tomorrowi am in SUCH the best mood-   =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108027477918108172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/108027477918108172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108027477918108172' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-107991888090275740</id><published>2004-03-21T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T17:31:24.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lalalaaaaaaaaa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/107991888090275740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/107991888090275740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107991888090275740' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-107984663992315086</id><published>2004-03-20T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T21:27:22.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was awesome, went to the mall n got stuff.tonight was alright, went to mardi gras n danced sorta. bad music, but ok.i wish i didn't expect anything, ever. i'd never be let down. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/107984663992315086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/107984663992315086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107984663992315086' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-107949580990754781</id><published>2004-03-16T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T20:00:07.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. Full name: chelsea dolores mccreadyHave U Ever------------------------- 2. kissed someone? yes3. illegally drove a car? nope4. fallen asleep in class? nooooo5. Been in the hospital-what for? yeahh - athsma n surgery once6. asked out a loser? Who? uhhh yeah... middle school hell.7. been asked out by a loser? Who? yes!!  hahah8. liked a loser? Who? of course! losers are the best9. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/107949580990754781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/107949580990754781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107949580990754781' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-107924063775426081</id><published>2004-03-13T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T21:07:11.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it was one of those nights when everyone is plotting against you.pancakes are great. pancakes with people are better.the cold was not felt today, only pretended to be.guilty conscience.yes.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/107924063775426081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/107924063775426081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107924063775426081' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-107904662407946651</id><published>2004-03-11T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T15:13:34.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am so obsessed with Roger and Mimi's relationship  (from Rent).  i listen to all the songs that have to do with them and all that, it's really sad lol.Night Falls Fast- the history of suicide. has anyone read that book?i really miss talking to people on the phone. jaimie calls me and thats awesome, but i hardly talk to anyone anymore cuz i don't go online or anything.  it would be great if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/107904662407946651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/107904662407946651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107904662407946651' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957020.post-107863495477811257</id><published>2004-03-06T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T20:52:18.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jordan refuses to marry me. damn- some things just won't work out like i want them to. i still love him though.tonight was fun, did the whole hang-out thing. yes.i love only being online for short amounts of time. it makes me happy.i wish i had something to say tho.love-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/107863495477811257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5957020/posts/default/107863495477811257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverhavethemoon.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107863495477811257' title=''/><author><name>Shaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06014581896841521481</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></entry></feed>
