<?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-5995062</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:49:02.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAINERS!!!</title><subtitle type='html'> ~I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blainers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blainers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744639174192206088</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>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995062.post-106894851240081025</id><published>2003-11-15T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T18:08:38.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wearing:PJ's&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Something Corporate&lt;br /&gt;Location: Dallas-Step dad's labtop &lt;br /&gt;Smell: clean soap... just took a bath&lt;br /&gt;Feeling: Depressed and lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game last night was really fun... haha brady got his alcohol so he was content. I just wish anna felt better bc i havent hung out with her in like 2 months.There is a lot on her plate right now, so im tryin to be understanding. I met a bunch of Bradys friends, i esp liked Hilary... she was the only one that i think really liked me... They all were like "yeh ive heard about you.." even Hilary said that. i was like and probably all good things too! Being extremely sarastic! oo well...one postive thing is i met this really cute guy. not gonna say his name right now bc i dont want anyone to get any ideas but im def interested and im gonna try to go out sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully i was very uncomfortable before the game... and kinda upset at the end bc brady really didnt wanna hang out with me and i was worried bout him getting home. I never see him and he just dropped me off at katies when Adrian couldnt get the alcohol. Yeh i told him to drop me off but its bc i felt used and uncomfortable. He kept walkin off and i had to embarrass myself to make him say bye to me.  He was too preoccupied to bother with me.He sees these ppl every day, you think the one day we could actually chill he would. He says he forgets how much fun we have together... but never wants to actually hang out. Its hard when u never talk to or see either of ur best friends. I guesss he wanted to make it a point to everyone that he doesnt give a fuck bout me... im used to it. He forgets about me... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995062-106894851240081025?l=blainers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default/106894851240081025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default/106894851240081025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blainers.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106894851240081025' title=''/><author><name>Blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744639174192206088</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-5995062.post-106876195751106858</id><published>2003-11-13T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T14:19:22.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Word spread like crazy today! Well if you know Nolan...everything gets around... thank God all my guys go to diff schools! :0) anyways by 2nd period everyone at nolan knew that backwards has been canceled because of all the drinkin at homecoming. Ms. Swarez is pissed like no other. We were even supposed to have a christmas ball this yr for the first time. Everything is canceled. Junior council is trying to get a pledge that we wont drink signed by all the Juniors so that maybe the other grades will catch on. Juniors were the only class that didnt get caught drunk at the dance... there were some but we are smart enough to know to get trashed AFTER the dance.haha We are even going as far as tryin to get permisson slips signed my the parents saying that there child can be given a breathalizer test. &lt;br /&gt;Wut i dont get is the freshman screwed us over even more bc they called there parents from the dance sayin how everyone was trashed and ppl were throwing up on there shoes! lol come on!! its not a bad thing... its like WELCOME TO NOLAN LOVE, THE UPPER CLASSMEN! haha&lt;br /&gt;Anyways tonight is the varsity bball game and im goin back up to nolan with jenna to watch!! yaya!! and tomorrow im goin with my girls to the heights game and then Sat to dallas. Sunday i have to come home early bc i have to work open house for ambassadors from 1-3! im in charge of like 15 ppl! haha this should be interesting! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo and kristin just sent me the website http://www.kegl.com/erocktica/erockticagirls.html#  GO TO OCTOBER- thats this chick that i knew that went to SAS and nolan for a lil while!! gezzz crazy world! whos a skank now!! yikes! &lt;br /&gt;FINAL THOUGHT: Mr. Duckworth is a fuckin asshole! and if i could id kick his scary black ass! Computers is the gayest class ever! and i got away with wearing a hollister jacket all damn day! GO ME! and kicked ass on my precal test! GO ME again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995062-106876195751106858?l=blainers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default/106876195751106858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default/106876195751106858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blainers.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106876195751106858' title=''/><author><name>Blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744639174192206088</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-5995062.post-106840286013066090</id><published>2003-11-09T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T10:38:00.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i havent writtin in a few days bc i was soo incredibly stressed about homecoming. buts its OVER!!! yay!! its actually turned out pretty damn fun. Brady and i met up at kathryns with nic katie, kahtryn robert, kim kevin, anna adrian, meagan arron. Took pics then went to the keg. It was yummy and nice. haha then we took off to the dance bc they dont let u in after 9. we got there at like 9:15!! but we persuaded the deans to let us in. it really sucked at first bc no one was dancing and this sophomore girl barfed!! she had a lil bit too much to drink.Speaking of drinkin brady and i were unsuccessful in gettin completly trashed bc adrian wasnt able to get the shit in time. i must say it was a little disappointing. haha When the dance was almost up everyone started to dance and it got better. we hauled ass outta there to kims and chilled for a lil while. Then i spent the night at jennas. While anna and adrian, kahtryn and robert went home together. i dont know wut ever happened to girls night out after the dances....I always have a blast with brady and we were able to make our own fun!! i felt bad bc he had to drive all the way home all the way from kims but he got home fine.  it was a lovely night and everyone thought i looked like beauty from beauty and the beast bc of my pretty yellow dress. i love yellow!! that was my favorite dress outta all my dresses for sure! and my perfect lil purse!! ahhh good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995062-106840286013066090?l=blainers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default/106840286013066090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default/106840286013066090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blainers.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106840286013066090' title=''/><author><name>Blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744639174192206088</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-5995062.post-106798387521731642</id><published>2003-11-04T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T14:11:18.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i still have no idea how to make my blogger all pretty... its too confusing... owell. today was not too eventful. it was 50's day so i wore a hotpink and black poodle skirt. And got tons of hw!! yaya! &lt;br /&gt;I just kindin been noticing how little I see my best friend latly... hmm seriously we havent done anything together in the longest time. No offense to Adrian i love him but every time i talk to anna she was like oo yeh with adrian... last night with adrian...  the other day with adrian... adrian said... you get the idea. she is always with him. and not only that her and adrian and jordan always go out. so i never ever get to see jordan ever. i know they dont do it on purpose but thats just it they just dont think about me at all. im not gonna invite myself and i dont wanna be the third wheel... but i never felt like it before when we used to all hang out. &lt;br /&gt;plus i was a little upset today bc the whole dinner reservations was put as my responsiblity. not only have i called the keg every damn day since last fri... people treat me like the damn table nazi!! they are scared to ask me if they can eat with us. and i dont care who eats with us really, its the other ppl who have a problem with it and i end up lookin like the bad guy bc everyone pushed it on me. so now we are back up to 12 from 6 to 12.... and we will have a really good time. So any changes from today. im sayin fuck it and you deal with it. :0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995062-106798387521731642?l=blainers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default/106798387521731642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default/106798387521731642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blainers.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106798387521731642' title=''/><author><name>Blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744639174192206088</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-5995062.post-106781974007623997</id><published>2003-11-02T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T16:35:42.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday i woke up on the wrong side of the bed and my day went downhill from there. Our whole lunch table basically met at Hobby Lobby to make our shirts for Blue and White day. I had no idea it was going to be such an ordeal... we were there for close to 2 hours and alaina anna and i were dying from parchness... lol we went to stephs to organize and start shirts. Then we headed to macys party.... took like 30 mins to get there and alaina and i ate most the chilis platters when we finally arrived. haha! WE WERE HUNGERY!!! then it was hottub time!!!yayayaya! alaina didnt bring a bathingsuit so she wore my lilboy undies and her bra... all the boys were waitin for a show... so when they got out to cool off for a sec me and alaina jumped into action! haha the hard part was gettin out bc everyone knows once whitie tighies get wet they become very see threw... and the guys still wanted a show. after the hottub kim lauren amanda(lauren's dance friend) and I all hopped in laurens car and went to tomthumb to get toilet paper. We found some hotties who gave us suckers and wanted to come wrappin with us... we took the suckers and left them there. hehe... well wrappin was fun but after that shit all went to hell. someone who will remain nameless rang the fuckin doorbell!!! so we took off runnin!!!! they retaliated by eggin her house. I left about 10 mins later bc i was pissed... and didnt feel like cleanin up fuckin toilet paper the rest of the night. i mean seriously....&lt;br /&gt;anyways today i finished my hc shirt and today was bout a million times better! YAY! Hc week is coming up and tomorrow is mass day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995062-106781974007623997?l=blainers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default/106781974007623997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default/106781974007623997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blainers.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106781974007623997' title=''/><author><name>Blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744639174192206088</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-5995062.post-106763621204476531</id><published>2003-10-31T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T13:39:00.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOTpiNKthoNG05:i could dress up as a pickle&lt;br /&gt;NCHSBballBabe:i'm gonna wanna do u!&lt;br /&gt;HOTpiNKthoNG05:BONER!&lt;br /&gt;NCHSBballBabe:DEFINITELY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^^ Kim and i talkin last night! haha Mr.Coffee is such a cutie. Kim caught a good one!Cant wait to chill when he comes from New York!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!! last night was WWF smackdown @ katies house! It was her 17th birthday and was supposed to be a surprise but she came home early from soccer practice. we all had such a blast. Katies mom rented a giant blow-up boxing ring with big over sized gloves. It was full on wrastlin!! It was soo hilarious anglea was takin on by double teams, we did some tag team, people were flippin in the air, jumpin from the side posts! haha great times! she also had a giant 10 player blow-up twister board. Anna kahtyrn and i all jumped into the swimmin pool, it was freezing! &lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the lynch vs.nolan game! Sure we are gonna lose but wut the heck! So me and all the crew well really not any of my "normal" crew bc kathyrn is cheering, anna isnt comin and jenna is a georgia. sooo im chillin with emily, katie, anglea, tomi, alaina, ana paula, crystal, kim all the thos kickass chix!! since its halloween and we are nerds we made nolan super hero capes! haha &lt;br /&gt;today i was busy making all the reservations and appointments for hc and gettin stuff ready for the upcoming week. i slept in, played some yahoo pool with my buddy chris from college station, and made my cape. my mom is meetin all of us @ nolan @ 6 and leading the nolan train to lynch! i leavin to run to target to look for dickies! its been an exciting past few days! DUCES!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995062-106763621204476531?l=blainers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default/106763621204476531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default/106763621204476531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blainers.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106763621204476531' title=''/><author><name>Blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744639174192206088</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-5995062.post-106746721402689003</id><published>2003-10-29T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T14:40:14.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was weird today without anna, jenna and lauren. anna and lauren were at the retreat and so wont be here tomorrow either. Jenna is in Georgia for her brothers wedding. Today a bunch of shit went down it was crazy. Not only is my weekend back and confusing as hell btwn katies, lynch game in dallas, and macys party, decorating the halls for hc, making hc shirts, capes, and making sure i have outfits for everyday next week... everyone is stressing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus its a drag when your "best friend" blows a surprise for you and then find out its never even gonna happnen after the fact. this honestly didnt happen to me but did happen to one of my friends... how lame... she's crazy crazy!!! Friends let real friends be surprised esp when it is a good one!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I think brady is upset with me but yesterday i honestly was not tryin to make things difficult or anything. thats wut i hate about IM...since u cant hear the person's inflection u have no idea wut they really mean you can only assume. i just dont wanna make the girl he is dating threatened bout somethin that she has no reason to be worried about. I thought bc of this he wasnt gonna come to my hc game so he could be with her at least one night that weekend... so i made a comment/joke and it wasnt funny to him i guess. i tried to apologize but i dunno wut he thinks. goin off on somewut the same thing... i know he doesnt wanna make her upset by spending the weekend with me but im pretty damn sure she sees him everyday, talks to him everyday yada yada so if he hung out with me for 2 nights it wouldnt be that bigga deal. Since i never see him ever. but its not my descion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995062-106746721402689003?l=blainers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default/106746721402689003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default/106746721402689003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blainers.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106746721402689003' title=''/><author><name>Blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744639174192206088</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-5995062.post-106737997847730218</id><published>2003-10-28T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T14:30:55.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WTF omg i just looked at my computer grade and i fuckin have a 80! Duckworth is such a bastard. its an easy A and he makes it like a fuckin AP class. if i dont pull that shit up it will bring down my whole average. ok... who will give duckworth head so he will pull up my grade? u better be ready bc he is a BIG black man and i am not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anways yesterday was fun. Me and Jenna went shoppin for mum and garter stuff @ Smiths. It's wierd bc most the time only the ghetto kids at public schools make mums yet everyone at nolan does...just goes to show you... well i dunno wut it shows you but im sure it says something. Kathryn, Anna, Angela and I all have to make our own bc the guy we are going with doesnt go to nolan and we dont wanna make them spend a lot of $ on somethin they think is gay in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh today in Religion i was bored so i made a list of the "perfect guy" so here it is( and if ur a guy and this sounds an awful lot like urself, then IM me lol):&lt;br /&gt;1. Good teeth... if not i'll stare the whole time&lt;br /&gt;2. Blond hair with lite eyes&lt;br /&gt;3. taller than me and im 5'6" soo at least 5'9"+&lt;br /&gt;4. Tatoo or piercing would be nice but not essential&lt;br /&gt;5. bravery greater than or equal to mine... im pretty fuckin brave or just really good at not gettin caught&lt;br /&gt;6. smart and doesnt think its cool to be a dumbass( b/c its not) but he doesnt freak out about school work and grades&lt;br /&gt;7. Not a jesus freak bc i get enough of that at school.&lt;br /&gt;8. likes to party and be &lt;strong&gt;spontaneous!! &lt;/strong&gt;++++&lt;br /&gt;9. can take control and isnt shy&lt;br /&gt;10. mature when the time is appropate&lt;br /&gt;11. Not afraid to fight but doesnt pick'em&lt;br /&gt;12. Is in a band is always a plus but if we just like same music thats cool too.&lt;br /&gt;13. Smells unbelievably good all the time&lt;br /&gt;14. Brings me lil surprises like flowers every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;15. Is confident yet not cocky&lt;br /&gt;16. affectionate yet not all up in my space all the damn time haha&lt;br /&gt;17. has a car and at least 17 yrs old&lt;br /&gt;18. likes my friends&lt;br /&gt;19. can decode my mix messages and do what i am really thinking&lt;br /&gt;20. can make good impression on my dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995062-106737997847730218?l=blainers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default/106737997847730218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default/106737997847730218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blainers.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106737997847730218' title=''/><author><name>Blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744639174192206088</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-5995062.post-106721934875340809</id><published>2003-10-26T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T18:17:51.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Drinker's Alphabet &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A is for Alcohol, The key to surviving college &lt;br /&gt;B is for Beer, The most disgusting alcohol of all, but great for chugging &lt;br /&gt;C is for Class, What you're supposed to get up and go to after a Thursday night party &lt;br /&gt;D is for Dancing, A favourite pastime of almost every drunk, usually looks pathetic &lt;br /&gt;E is for Emergency, The keg is empty or there is no one over 21 in your drinking party &lt;br /&gt;F is for Fucked-Up, Signified by leaning over a toilet puking your guts out &lt;br /&gt;G is for Games, Anything that involves cards, dice and chugging beers &lt;br /&gt;H is for Hang-over, Reminds you of how great last night was and how much you drank &lt;br /&gt;I is for Idiot, The guy that spilled his beer on you and everyone else at the party &lt;br /&gt;J is for Jail, Where you'll end up after trying to use a fake ID or stagger home &lt;br /&gt;K is for Kissing, What you'll do to anything that moves after 15 beers &lt;br /&gt;L is for Lord, Person you beg to get you out of every situation involving alcohol &lt;br /&gt;M is for Money, That which you no longer have due to too much partying &lt;br /&gt;N is for Not Again!, What you scream when you wake up beside someone you don't know. &lt;br /&gt;O is for Ouch!, When you sober up, you ache everywhere, as you were so drunk that you fell down the stairs somewhere, and are only now feeling the pain. &lt;br /&gt;P is for Piss, What you have to do every five minutes while you're drinking beer &lt;br /&gt;Q is for Quilt, What you puked on last night in bed and have to clean in the morning &lt;br /&gt;R is for Reform, What you promise god you will do while you're puking in the toilet &lt;br /&gt;S is for Sex, What you did with that person you met last night while you were drunk &lt;br /&gt;T is for Ten, The number of beers it takes ME to get drunk &lt;br /&gt;U is for Under-Age, Most of the drinking population in college town &lt;br /&gt;V is for Vodka, The mother of all alcohols and the best way to get drunk in an hour &lt;br /&gt;W is for Worm, The part of Tequila that reminds you of Biology class tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;X is for X-Ray, How they can see into your stomach before they pump it &lt;br /&gt;Y is for Yourself, The one who drinks WAY TOO MUCH every week-end &lt;br /&gt;Z is for Zoned, How you will be for the next 12 hours following drinking &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^I got all that from my bitch Jackie! She is so awesome! We met in Houston at the NYLF. We were a lil different from the other girls in our LISTERS... We loved to party! and take pictures with giant vodka bottles and jump into moshpits! lol Check out her blog sometime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I had the worst week in a longass time! Friday I had 4 tests in a row and then a bunch of bullshit went down the night before that just added to the shittiness!So i had to get outta town. My mom came and got me and we went to Dallas. Another reason I was freakin out was that homecoming is in 2 weeks. Since MOST the guys at nolan are big fat gay fags the ones that u actually wanna go with are takin and the others just dont ask... so i asked Brady to come with me. We will have such a blast because he is one of my best friends. And to waste such a beautiful dress is a sad thing. Brady saves the day...once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O man such a funny thing happened at lunch with my mom, sister and step dad today. My mom and sister were fighting about how i dress and my skank level. My sister was tryin to defend me yet refered back to a comment my mom made during my confirmation..." Her boobs were all up in the Bishops face!"... thanks mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995062-106721934875340809?l=blainers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default/106721934875340809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995062/posts/default/106721934875340809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blainers.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106721934875340809' title=''/><author><name>Blaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16744639174192206088</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>
