<?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-5632087</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:16:38.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know when you've found it,</title><subtitle type='html'>cause you can feel it when they take it away</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632087.post-107936483854720767</id><published>2004-03-15T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T07:36:19.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for anyone who actually still reads this pathetic-y crap of a blog... DISTICT 8 REPRESENTATIVE, WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;hhahaha&lt;br /&gt;yay me. call me and congrat' me. then make me a cake. (/cupcakes, right chris??)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107936483854720767?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107936483854720767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107936483854720767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107936483854720767' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107810540126523500</id><published>2004-02-29T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T17:45:27.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey! semi-update!&lt;br /&gt;ok i went to lawrence central for district 7&amp;8 workshop meetings....&lt;br /&gt;it was interesting&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;i lied.&lt;br /&gt;but... district 7 is sooo different from district 8. we are so white. honestly. while they were playing music during lunch, the d7 kids broke it down and started breakdancing (along with brownsburg's advisor), while d8 just sat around in a little group talking about white-kid things. lol. it was fun though... just a little early. i think i have a really good start on my campaigning myself to other schools for my district rep position. im sooo excited for next wednesday!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of that,&lt;br /&gt;i'm having a bunch of people over to my house on saturday to make shirts and help with posters....if you would like to come support tab/iasc, give me a call!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. semi posting time is officially over.&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107810540126523500?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107810540126523500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107810540126523500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107810540126523500' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107790641947915945</id><published>2004-02-27T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T10:29:03.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not posting for a while... my life has been a little crazy and full at the moment. i'm going to stop posting for a while and start again when i get time.&lt;br /&gt;to see where my life is... check out these sites!!!&lt;br /&gt;www.triwestskool.com&lt;br /&gt;www.withchris&lt;3.com&lt;br /&gt;www.trackpractice.com&lt;br /&gt;www.studentcouncil.com/totalbraincontrol&lt;br /&gt;www.inmycarwithmynewdriveything.com&lt;br /&gt;www.rem.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107790641947915945?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107790641947915945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107790641947915945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107790641947915945' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107655021943671661</id><published>2004-02-11T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T17:45:27.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>updating........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107655021943671661?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107655021943671661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107655021943671661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107655021943671661' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107559910836030260</id><published>2004-01-31T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T17:33:25.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.clever-lines.org/photos/index.php?gallery=./Friends/2003%20Football%20Homecoming&amp;image=IMG_2940.JPG"&gt;awwwe!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107559910836030260?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107559910836030260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107559910836030260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107559910836030260' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107559701879102889</id><published>2004-01-31T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T16:58:35.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes, i wonder how stupid older generations can be. how can these people make these mistakes for all the following generations to deal with?! how can they feel that they have the right to take someone's life away? how can they be so piggish, self-centered, and money hungry that they ruined the world for US?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, i look at our generation- and its not getting better anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107559701879102889?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107559701879102889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107559701879102889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107559701879102889' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107526663870164671</id><published>2004-01-27T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T21:12:12.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jess: go &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;item=2884722995&amp;category=314#ebayphotohosting"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you think? wanna get one with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107526663870164671?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107526663870164671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107526663870164671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107526663870164671' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107526441945533033</id><published>2004-01-27T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T20:35:12.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i'm sitting here, ignoring all the random people im-ing me, and i keep thinking- wow. i really have so much in life. really. and i never ever ever just sit and think about that, but i am honestly so blessed. although i complain about things on a DAILY basis (ask jess or chris) i really dont know how well off i am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a great, loving family. even if they get on my last nerve and take away my phone at night, i still love them. they do so much for me and take so much of my crap. they raised me to be the person i am today with the option to be myself. they let me express myself anyway i want, and they stand behind me all the way. i love them so much for that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a few amazing friends who are here for me through thick and thin, ALSO taking my daily crap. they know when im upset and they know exactly what to say and do to make me feel better. they listen to stories about chris. a lot. they would never leave me on my own, and we are sisters as far as im concerned. from swim season, to track season, and EVERYTHING in between, you guys are there to laugh with, to cry with, to read cosmo with, to argue with, to be depressed and eat B&amp;J with, and lastly, to understand EVERYTHING im going through!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last but DEFINATELY not least- i have the best boyfriend in the world. he listens to me whine about things that he really has no control over; he lets me tell my stupid stories with no endings, and when i finish, he smiles and tells me that he loved it (even if he only understood 2 words because i woke him up from his nap); he knows what to do to make my day do a complete 360 turn-around and make me realize how lucky i am to have him. he ALWAYS puts his needs behind mine, and makes sure that i know that i am "useful (!)" he makes me laugh, and i really dont know what i would do if he wasnt here. possibly go crazier than i am now~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. this is my thank you post to everyone who was behind the making of this girl. i love you guys!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107526441945533033?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107526441945533033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107526441945533033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107526441945533033' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107524846780028981</id><published>2004-01-27T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T16:09:21.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/atomicandroid/1044144639_zramenbeef.jpg" border="0" alt="You are Beef Ramen!!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Beef Ramen! You are well liked, and you are&lt;br&gt;very socially adept and easy to talk to and to&lt;br&gt;get to know. People appreciate that you are&lt;br&gt;willing to pay attention to them. You normally&lt;br&gt;are a hard worker, though social life will&lt;br&gt;always come first for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/atomicandroid/quizzes/What%20Flavor%20of%20Ramen%20Noodles%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Flavor of Ramen Noodles are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107524846780028981?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107524846780028981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107524846780028981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107524846780028981' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107517611083339035</id><published>2004-01-26T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T20:03:23.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss chris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107517611083339035?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107517611083339035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107517611083339035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107517611083339035' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107508625500550660</id><published>2004-01-25T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T19:05:46.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Swimming: It's the feeling you get at the end of a hard practice when you've pushed yourself to the limit; the way the water feels when you get back in after a few months off. It's a part of your identity, something you love and something you hate. A bond that's okay because every time you are up on the blocks it isn't just you; it's all the friends and coaches over the years, all the practices, all the laughter, all the "off" races, all the lifetime bests, and all the road trips. As individual as it may seem, swimming is really a team sport, and even still, it's more than just a sport. It's a way of life*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107508625500550660?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107508625500550660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107508625500550660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107508625500550660' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107491854344019241</id><published>2004-01-23T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T20:30:32.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'd like to close my eyes and go numb &lt;br /&gt;But there's a cold wind coming from &lt;br /&gt;The top of the highest high-rise today &lt;br /&gt;It's not a breeze cause' it blows hard &lt;br /&gt;Yes, and it wants me to discard the humanity I know&lt;br /&gt;Watch the warmth blow away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I should adhere to that pressing new frontier?&lt;br /&gt;And leave in my wake a trail of fear?&lt;br /&gt;Or should I hold my head up high&lt;br /&gt;And throw a wrench and spokes by&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the air behind me clear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the world bring you down&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone here is that fucked up and cold&lt;br /&gt;Remember why you came&lt;br /&gt;And while you're alive &lt;br /&gt;Experience the warmth before you grow old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-if anybody can guess that  band (besides beth) you win the prize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107491854344019241?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107491854344019241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107491854344019241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107491854344019241' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107465145554988836</id><published>2004-01-20T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T18:19:01.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm&lt;br /&gt;im not watching the state of the union speech because if i wanted to listen to a hill-jack who knew nothing about politics ramble on about 9-11, i would go downstairs and ask my brother why he thought George W. Bush should be re-elected.&lt;br /&gt;or listen to country music.&lt;br /&gt;i think they're both quite fitting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107465145554988836?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107465145554988836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107465145554988836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107465145554988836' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107456623895167774</id><published>2004-01-19T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T18:38:44.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do you miss old school nickeloden shows? i mean... like... REALLY old school (for instance- salute your shorts, david the gnome, hey dude, clarissa explains it all, welcome back freshmen)? if so, i found this site with bios and even some theme songs from some of MY favorite shows. &lt;a href="http://www.johnsrealmonline.com/classicnick/"&gt;go here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107456623895167774?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107456623895167774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107456623895167774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107456623895167774' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107448783120893876</id><published>2004-01-18T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T20:51:55.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.buzzflash.com/contributors/03/09/03_republican_french.pdf"&gt;this is republican, french, and satire, all in one.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO THERE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107448783120893876?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107448783120893876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107448783120893876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107448783120893876' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107412621389212315</id><published>2004-01-14T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T16:34:52.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a really good post in here about seth and scotch- but i erased it.&lt;br /&gt;what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;im not bringing myself to their level- no matter how easy it would be&lt;br /&gt;i just would like some credit from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;is that just too much to ask for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107412621389212315?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107412621389212315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107412621389212315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107412621389212315' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107379732176263797</id><published>2004-01-10T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T21:03:47.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>go &lt;a href="http://cagle.slate.msn.com/politicalcartoons/pccartoons/archives/wolverton.asp?Action=GetImage"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107379732176263797?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107379732176263797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107379732176263797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107379732176263797' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107371109616646073</id><published>2004-01-09T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T21:06:12.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so anyways&lt;br /&gt;i got away with posting a poem for my last post, so i suppose this one has to be real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimming is more than halfway done, and i really couldnt be any happier. this stupid season is so long. and it steals chris. SO- i think im just better off without it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a much more depressing side- im missing my interview for my district 8 rep. position for iasc. what does this mean to you: nothing. but in real-people language: i have no chance in getting this position. if i dont show up, my name is crossed off, bam. if i DO show up, though, im letting my team down by not being at conference. what am i supposed to do?! well. i know what i WANT to do- but that doesnt really count. i've brought other people in with this, and i cant back out. there are things that are not meant to be, and this may be one of them, but i wanted this so badly. i prepared so hard for this. i got the letter today announcing my duties over the next year- and i really can't even look at it. i HATE this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS&lt;br /&gt;i saw chris tonight. me=happy. we had fun and i learned stuff while pushing buttons in best buy. he makes me so happy. if any of you have a problem reading this- then dont read it. he really makes everything ok when hes with me and i dont know what i would do without him. hes so understanding and patient, and everything. i wish i could see him more. (stupid swimming) but- its ok. i'll live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont really have much more to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107371109616646073?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107371109616646073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107371109616646073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107371109616646073' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107352291525646333</id><published>2004-01-07T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T16:49:48.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is an AMAZING poem written by ani difranco... you should read it/download it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, &lt;br /&gt;us people are just poems &lt;br /&gt;we're 90% metaphor &lt;br /&gt;with a leanness of meaning &lt;br /&gt;approaching hyper-distillation &lt;br /&gt;and once upon a time &lt;br /&gt;we were moonshine &lt;br /&gt;rushing down the throat of a giraffe &lt;br /&gt;yes, rushing down the long hallway &lt;br /&gt;despite what the p.a. announcement says &lt;br /&gt;yes, rushing down the long stairs &lt;br /&gt;with the whiskey of eternity &lt;br /&gt;fermented and distilled &lt;br /&gt;to eighteen minutes &lt;br /&gt;burning down our throats &lt;br /&gt;down the hall &lt;br /&gt;down the stairs &lt;br /&gt;in a building so tall &lt;br /&gt;that it will always be there &lt;br /&gt;yes, it's part of a pair &lt;br /&gt;there on the bow of noah's ark &lt;br /&gt;the most prestigious couple &lt;br /&gt;just kickin back parked &lt;br /&gt;against a perfectly blue sky &lt;br /&gt;on a morning beatific &lt;br /&gt;in its indian summer breeze &lt;br /&gt;on the day that america &lt;br /&gt;fell to its knees &lt;br /&gt;after strutting around for a century &lt;br /&gt;without saying thank you &lt;br /&gt;or please &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the shock was subsonic &lt;br /&gt;and the smoke was deafening &lt;br /&gt;between the setup and the punch line &lt;br /&gt;cuz we were all on time for work that day &lt;br /&gt;we all boarded that plane for to fly &lt;br /&gt;and then while the fires were raging &lt;br /&gt;we all climbed up on the windowsill &lt;br /&gt;and then we all held hands &lt;br /&gt;and jumped into the sky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and every borough looked up when it heard the first blast &lt;br /&gt;and then every dumb action movie was summarily surpassed &lt;br /&gt;and the exodus uptown by foot and motorcar &lt;br /&gt;looked more like war than anything i've seen so far &lt;br /&gt;so far &lt;br /&gt;so far &lt;br /&gt;so fierce and ingenious &lt;br /&gt;a poetic specter so far gone &lt;br /&gt;that every jackass newscaster was struck dumb and stumbling &lt;br /&gt;over 'oh my god' and 'this is unbelievable' and on and on &lt;br /&gt;and i'll tell you what, while we're at it &lt;br /&gt;you can keep the pentagon &lt;br /&gt;keep the propaganda &lt;br /&gt;keep each and every tv &lt;br /&gt;that's been trying to convince me &lt;br /&gt;to participate &lt;br /&gt;in some prep school punk's plan to perpetuate retribution &lt;br /&gt;perpetuate retribution &lt;br /&gt;even as the blue toxic smoke of our lesson in retribution &lt;br /&gt;is still hanging in the air &lt;br /&gt;and there's ash on our shoes &lt;br /&gt;and there's ash in our hair &lt;br /&gt;and there's a fine silt on every mantle &lt;br /&gt;from hell's kitchen to brooklyn &lt;br /&gt;and the streets are full of stories &lt;br /&gt;sudden twists and near misses &lt;br /&gt;and soon every open bar is crammed to the rafters &lt;br /&gt;with tales of narrowly averted disasters &lt;br /&gt;and the whiskey is flowin &lt;br /&gt;like never before &lt;br /&gt;as all over the country &lt;br /&gt;folks just shake their heads&lt;br /&gt;and pour &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's a toast to all the folks who live in palestine &lt;br /&gt;afghanistan &lt;br /&gt;iraq &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el salvador &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a toast to the folks living on the pine ridge reservation &lt;br /&gt;under the stone cold gaze of mt. rushmore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a toast to all those nurses and doctors &lt;br /&gt;who daily provide women with a choice &lt;br /&gt;who stand down a threat the size of oklahoma city &lt;br /&gt;just to listen to a young woman's voice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a toast to all the folks on death row right now &lt;br /&gt;awaiting the executioner's guillotine &lt;br /&gt;who are shackled there with dread and can only escape into their heads &lt;br /&gt;to find peace in the form of a dream &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz take away our playstations &lt;br /&gt;and we are a third world nation &lt;br /&gt;under the thumb of some blue blood royal son &lt;br /&gt;who stole the oval office and that phony election &lt;br /&gt;i mean &lt;br /&gt;it don't take a weatherman &lt;br /&gt;to look around and see the weather &lt;br /&gt;jeb said he'd deliver florida, folks &lt;br /&gt;and boy did he ever &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we hold these truths to be self evident: &lt;br /&gt;#1 george w. bush is not president &lt;br /&gt;#2 america is not a true democracy &lt;br /&gt;#3 the media is not fooling me &lt;br /&gt;cuz i am a poem heeding hyper-distillation &lt;br /&gt;i've got no room for a lie so verbose &lt;br /&gt;i'm looking out over my whole human family &lt;br /&gt;and i'm raising my glass in a toast &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to our last drink of fossil fuels &lt;br /&gt;let us vow to get off of this sauce &lt;br /&gt;shoo away the swarms of commuter planes &lt;br /&gt;and find that train ticket we lost &lt;br /&gt;cuz once upon a time the line followed the river &lt;br /&gt;and peeked into all the backyards &lt;br /&gt;and the laundry was waving &lt;br /&gt;the graffiti was teasing us &lt;br /&gt;from brick walls and bridges &lt;br /&gt;we were rolling over ridges &lt;br /&gt;through valleys &lt;br /&gt;under stars &lt;br /&gt;i dream of touring like duke ellington &lt;br /&gt;in my own railroad car &lt;br /&gt;i dream of waiting on the tall blonde wooden benches &lt;br /&gt;in a grand station aglow with grace &lt;br /&gt;and then standing out on the platform&lt;br /&gt;and feeling the air on my face &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give back the night its distant whistle &lt;br /&gt;give the darkness back its soul &lt;br /&gt;give the big oil companies the finger finally &lt;br /&gt;and relearn how to rock-n-roll &lt;br /&gt;yes, the lessons are all around us and a change is waiting there &lt;br /&gt;so it's time to pick through the rubble, clean the streets &lt;br /&gt;and clear the air &lt;br /&gt;get our government to pull its big dick out of the sand &lt;br /&gt;of someone else's desert &lt;br /&gt;put it back in its pants &lt;br /&gt;and quit the hypocritical chants of &lt;br /&gt;freedom forever &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz when one lone phone rang &lt;br /&gt;in two thousand and one &lt;br /&gt;at ten after nine &lt;br /&gt;on nine one one &lt;br /&gt;which is the number we all called &lt;br /&gt;when that lone phone rang right off the wall &lt;br /&gt;right off our desk and down the long hall &lt;br /&gt;down the long stairs &lt;br /&gt;in a building so tall &lt;br /&gt;that the whole world turned &lt;br /&gt;just to watch it fall &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while we're at it &lt;br /&gt;remember the first time around? &lt;br /&gt;the bomb? &lt;br /&gt;the ryder truck? &lt;br /&gt;the parking garage? &lt;br /&gt;the princess that didn't even feel the pea? &lt;br /&gt;remember joking around in our apartment on avenue D? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine how many paper coffee cups would have to change their design &lt;br /&gt;following a fantastical reversal of the new york skyline?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a joke, of course &lt;br /&gt;it was a joke &lt;br /&gt;at the time &lt;br /&gt;and that was just a few years ago &lt;br /&gt;so let the record show &lt;br /&gt;that the FBI was all over that case &lt;br /&gt;that the plot was obvious and in everybody's face &lt;br /&gt;and scoping that scene &lt;br /&gt;religiously &lt;br /&gt;the CIA &lt;br /&gt;or is it KGB? &lt;br /&gt;committing countless crimes against humanity &lt;br /&gt;with this kind of eventuality &lt;br /&gt;as its excuse &lt;br /&gt;for abuse after expensive abuse &lt;br /&gt;and it didn't have a clue &lt;br /&gt;look, another window to see through &lt;br /&gt;way up here &lt;br /&gt;on the 104th floor &lt;br /&gt;look &lt;br /&gt;another key &lt;br /&gt;another door &lt;br /&gt;10% literal &lt;br /&gt;90% metaphor &lt;br /&gt;3000 some poems disguised as people&lt;br /&gt;on an almost too perfect day &lt;br /&gt;should be more than pawns &lt;br /&gt;in some asshole's passion play &lt;br /&gt;so now it's your job &lt;br /&gt;and it's my job &lt;br /&gt;to make it that way &lt;br /&gt;to make sure they didn't die in vain &lt;br /&gt;sshhhhhh.... &lt;br /&gt;baby listen &lt;br /&gt;hear the train? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107352291525646333?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107352291525646333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107352291525646333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107352291525646333' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107307029260711394</id><published>2004-01-02T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T11:06:01.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys&lt;br /&gt;ok. im updating.&lt;br /&gt;but i have a question first. do you guys think i should get rid of my blog? its just a waste of time for me to have one, because i update like every 2 weeks. my life is just too boring at the moment to have a blog to excite my fans. tell me what you think about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.... uhm.. as most of you know, it was my birthday a couple days ago... i had a lot of fun. chris and i went to his friend's house and watched animal house... etc. it was pretty cool. then there was no swimming the next day, making it even cooler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm... a bunch of us are out to steal jeff sankey's fake farmer hat, so if you would like to be in with the conspiracy, please contact me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.... life kind of goes downhill when there is no school-related drama to post about in here. .......(dying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. you can comment now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107307029260711394?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107307029260711394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107307029260711394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107307029260711394' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107273463565120945</id><published>2003-12-29T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T13:51:39.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blahhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;people who update daily make me angry!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just kidding. you guys actually have more talent than you let on.... (KIDDING)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whats up my 3 loyal fans? not too much here. we started swimming again today, and that was a MOTHER. i really forgot how to swim within the last week of no practice. so i got into the water this morning... and my arms just didn't know what to do. they just kind of sat there for a while. then ashley sankey joined our lane. it's only because lane two is the pimpette-est lane of the entire pool, and you have to be VIP to enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENOUGH ABOUT SWIMMING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris came over to my house for about 10 hours last night and we had so much fun! we found out that i am the smartest person in the world, beating him in not only scrabble, but trivial persuit genius 5. and then i whomped him in foosball. this only proves my extreme intelligence and mad foosball skills.&lt;br /&gt;(if you beleive any of the last paragraph, you are highly confused.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO DAYS UNTIL MY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;i expect to see this on everybody's blogs. seriously. i really can't wait, though, because it's new years too and it makes it double exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. my fingers hurt. i'll update about a month from now.&lt;br /&gt;ciao!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. if you want to take me shopping, my number is 892-3776. thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107273463565120945?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107273463565120945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107273463565120945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107273463565120945' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107196382095210101</id><published>2003-12-20T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T15:44:36.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its done.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107196382095210101?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107196382095210101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107196382095210101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107196382095210101' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107177731623010007</id><published>2003-12-18T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T11:56:09.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry to people i offended.&lt;br /&gt;kayla- i actually think your site is pretty cool. i like the music&lt;br /&gt;everyone else- sorry. even though i DO listen to this music, i'll be sure never to bring it up again. ever.&lt;br /&gt;SORRRYYYYYYYYYY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107177731623010007?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107177731623010007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107177731623010007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107177731623010007' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107154609455659835</id><published>2003-12-15T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T19:42:25.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;... my life is really boring right now, so i really dont know what you're doing here unless your name is megan or john, considering how you guys are my only true fans left. megan doesnt even count. i threaten to take her life unless she comments, so... this entry is dedicated to john.&lt;br /&gt;uhm....&lt;br /&gt;good god, chris. get un-sick. i miss my life.&lt;br /&gt;p.s. for hilarious laughs- visit kayla mobley's blog. shes "emo" now. *rolls eyes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107154609455659835?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107154609455659835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107154609455659835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107154609455659835' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107128117623797113</id><published>2003-12-12T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T18:07:04.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess who's back...&lt;br /&gt;today started out great.&lt;br /&gt;i got my grade in chem back up, i got a 97 on my alg test, etc etc&lt;br /&gt;and then i got home&lt;br /&gt;things went downhill from there&lt;br /&gt;im not going into details because im tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure whats going to go on the rest of the weekend, but if anyone has any plans, call me up. im so bored. i really need to get my own life here soon, but im not sure when this is going to happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet tomorrow. home. people should come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. im going downstairs to listen to tbs. ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. is anyone REALLY studying for finals this year? besides travis?&lt;br /&gt;...kidding...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107128117623797113?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107128117623797113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107128117623797113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107128117623797113' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107042363398633943</id><published>2003-12-02T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T19:54:31.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm&lt;br /&gt;this is like a 30 second post, so chill out.&lt;br /&gt;today was ok. we had a meet and i did alright. my times suck, but, let's be honest. im really not too worried about that. i mean- its not even like i really care anymore. last year- i would be flipping out right about now, but its like they dont even matter. weird, huh? i dunno. lots of things have been like that here lately. and im not necessarily saying that that's bad. no no no. its actually made me less of a spaz case this year, and its a nice change to not be so anal retentive about everything all the time. i just have much better things to be doing with my time, and it's really all that matters right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else?&lt;br /&gt;uhm... jessi bit me today. yeah. like a mammoth bite. like a west nile bite. you guys should see it. i might even take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are officially 29 days until my birthday!!! im very excited because i'll finally be 16! i've really been waiting for this since i was like 10 and realized that i can't have a life without a liscense and a car. my mom got all emotional about the whole age thing yesterday and i really felt bad. i'm not sure why but it probably has a lot to do with all the crap that's been happening lately. my uncle whose house burned down and his baby has lukemia... the company he's working for just folded so he's being moved to like arkansas. its just a huge mess, and i really dont know why im rambling about it here, except for the fact that i'd be complaining to chris at the moment, but he had to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need to just stop complaining about everything all the time. i KNOW it has to be annoying, with swimming and personal things ALL the time, but im just like in this mood here lately where i really dont like people right now. like- the whole thing about ali not knowing that janis joplin was a MAJOR drug user, but she was a self-proclaimed "fan." i mean- why does that make me so mad?!?! i dunno. im just SOOO ready for school to be out for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a more positive note- the residents of lane 1 were decent towards me today. good job girls. hope it didnt take away too much effort out of your "perfect" swimming to pull that one off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;im soo done for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;time for julius caesar and bed.&lt;br /&gt;(sexy combination, don't you think?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107042363398633943?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107042363398633943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107042363398633943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107042363398633943' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-107015742056246177</id><published>2003-11-29T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T18:00:19.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>QUOTES OF THE DAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) ASHLEY: "People rich enough to own corvettes should be rich enough to buy candy!!"&lt;br /&gt;^ in regards to the christmas parade in bburg&lt;br /&gt;2) ASHLEY: "JESUS NEEDS CANDY TOO!!"&lt;br /&gt;^ditto&lt;br /&gt;3) ASHLEY: "eeewwww! look!"&lt;br /&gt;    TABBY: "what?"&lt;br /&gt;    ASHLEY: "it's your dad!!"&lt;br /&gt;^self-explanitory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good job last night guys, even though.... i dont think i have any football friends.... yeah. the family's over so i gotta go!&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-107015742056246177?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107015742056246177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/107015742056246177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107015742056246177' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106998275826442232</id><published>2003-11-27T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T17:26:31.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>take the feminist quiz, to your left.&lt;br /&gt;its sooo much fun!&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, happy turkey day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106998275826442232?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106998275826442232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106998275826442232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106998275826442232' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106981595188874321</id><published>2003-11-25T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T19:06:23.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GUESS WHOSE COMPUTER WORKS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;mine&lt;br /&gt;hah... i WIN&lt;br /&gt;uhm... wow i have so much little things to update on, but there's really so many i'm not even going to bother here.&lt;br /&gt;the past few days have been INTERESTING, to say the very least. i never knew 3 days of school could seem to last for an entire semester. the only thing that is keeping me sane is the entire fact that i get to see chris tomorrow at 7:30. honestly.&lt;br /&gt;last weekend was great. and by great, i mean i spent as much time as possible with chris. we went shopping and got lost on the way to circle center. the best part about this story is, even though it was ME who got us lost on the way to the mall, it was CHRIS who got us lost in downtown indy at night looking for the damn parking garage. but- it was so much fun. getting lost should be done a lot more often.&lt;br /&gt;what else---&lt;br /&gt;i had mr. leper for a sub TWO DAYS in a row!!! the man is psychotic, and we've come to the conclusion that he has extreme cases of ADD and ADHD. but- his hall pass is elvis glasses (with attached sideburns). enough said.&lt;br /&gt;uhm... &lt;br /&gt;does ANYBODY understand alg 2?!?!?! &lt;br /&gt;...just making sure im not the ONLY one...&lt;br /&gt;bre- when you uncle decides to not come to school for a day, make sure its a day that we're not learning rocket science.&lt;br /&gt;ermmm&lt;br /&gt;not much else to talk about.. except TOMORROW is the last day of school- then our 5 day weekend!!! yayayayayay!! ok i PROMISE i will never have a week of non-posting again, so be patient people.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THE FRENCH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106981595188874321?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106981595188874321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106981595188874321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106981595188874321' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106955324068930265</id><published>2003-11-22T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T18:07:48.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn&lt;br /&gt;i promise i'll update soon&lt;br /&gt;my computer is a crack whore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106955324068930265?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106955324068930265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106955324068930265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106955324068930265' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106893826178131430</id><published>2003-11-15T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T15:18:02.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok ok&lt;br /&gt;two nights of posting. &lt;br /&gt;im on a roll. its almost like two days of clean shaven legs!!&lt;br /&gt;only this is much more rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;we had morning practice.... quite amusing to watch the football players attempt to swim, swinging their almost-afro's to and fro in the water....&lt;br /&gt;then i got home and really wanted to sleep, but my mom was like, WE'RE GOING CHRISTMAS SHOPPING TODAY!!! and i really didnt want to tell her no, because when she is in a shopping mood, she's scarier than jessi.&lt;br /&gt;so we went shopping and i've decided that the buckle is awesome, and i'm just going to stop looking at the prices.&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;well i just got home, and now im waiting for chris to come home so i can go over there to watch monty python and stuff.. but hes not home.&lt;br /&gt;actually, thats the entire reason i have enough time to write in this right now.&lt;br /&gt;ok. im going to go find somewhere warmer in the house.&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;yes, im STILL ALIVE&lt;br /&gt;p.s. does anyone besides marissa have the jason mraz cd???? if they do, im definately stealing it because, well.... im poor and i like stealing from my friends. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106893826178131430?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106893826178131430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106893826178131430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106893826178131430' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106887525253134754</id><published>2003-11-14T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T21:47:52.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn, blog!&lt;br /&gt;long time no see!&lt;br /&gt;uhmmm my week was pretty crazy... i missed school on wednesday because i was "sick" haha....uhm...&lt;br /&gt;yeah i get back to school on thursday and it's make-fun-of-tabby day in english.... THATS always a plus.... and uhm...&lt;br /&gt;ok i dont really remember the rest of the week, just something about "I HAVE A CRUSH ON EVERY BOY" and "MSG'D!!!!" i love HSR. not THIS much (~)&lt;br /&gt;uhm....&lt;br /&gt;tonight i saw chris and we went to starbucks.... deciding not to steal the display cups, we then saw elf... it was so-so. just wait for it to come out on video.&lt;br /&gt;anyways... i'm skipping a bunch of gushy stuff... because recent studies show that my fans dont exactly enjoy reading this... but i get to see chris tomorrow, which im throughly excited about.... it really never gets old. oh yes, swim practice 830 am tomorrow, girls. if you're not there, im seriously going to pop a cap.&lt;br /&gt;...JESSICA- you better be there!!&lt;br /&gt;p.s. just for john- I'M BREATHING AND ALIVE. (well... as of 1146 pm saturday, november 14, 2003)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106887525253134754?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106887525253134754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106887525253134754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106887525253134754' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106859594969128182</id><published>2003-11-11T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T16:12:27.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>more random boring-ness... comment if you care.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah... 7 days until our poor little swim team (whats left of it) is killed in the massacre known as a meet aginst brownsburg...&lt;br /&gt;depressing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106859594969128182?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106859594969128182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106859594969128182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106859594969128182' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106843325575349146</id><published>2003-11-09T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T19:01:39.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>because of popular demand:&lt;br /&gt;my day was good. i got home. i saw (insert c-word here). we didnt touch at all. in fact, we just sat around at looked at each other the entire time. my day was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....yeah right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106843325575349146?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106843325575349146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106843325575349146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106843325575349146' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106826512406904380</id><published>2003-11-07T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T20:18:42.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You know our love was meant to be &lt;br /&gt;The kind of love that lasts forever &lt;br /&gt;And I need you here with me &lt;br /&gt;From tonight until the end of time &lt;br /&gt;You should know, everywhere I go &lt;br /&gt;You're always on my mind, &lt;br /&gt;in my heart In my soul &lt;br /&gt;You're the meaning in my life &lt;br /&gt;You're the inspiration &lt;br /&gt;You bring feeling to my life &lt;br /&gt;You're the inspiration &lt;br /&gt;Wanna have you near me &lt;br /&gt;I wanna have you hear me sayin' &lt;br /&gt;No one needs you more than I need you &lt;br /&gt;And I know, yes I know that it's plain to see &lt;br /&gt;We're so in love when we're together &lt;br /&gt;And I know that I need you here with me &lt;br /&gt;From tonight until the end of time &lt;br /&gt;You should know, everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt; You're always on my mind, &lt;br /&gt;in my heart In my soul &lt;br /&gt;You're the meaning in my life &lt;br /&gt;You're the inspiration &lt;br /&gt;You bring feeling to my life &lt;br /&gt;You're the inspiration &lt;br /&gt;Wanna have you near me &lt;br /&gt;I wanna have you hear me sayin' &lt;br /&gt;No one needs you more than I need you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(because chicago says it better than me)&lt;br /&gt;p.s.- yes, its all in bold.&lt;br /&gt;anyways... i leave tomorrow at like 6am. im going to miss chris so much, but i need to realize that i have to do things without him sometimes. (this trip may last an hour before i go absolutely nuts) so... if any of you guys want to get a hold of me this weekend, call my cell 508-8929. &lt;br /&gt;so... i have to make sure i get everything i need in order.&lt;br /&gt;lets see... &lt;br /&gt;TAB'S CHECKLIST:&lt;br /&gt;1. Clothing- multiple jeans (for keeping options open), twsc shirt (damn its sexy!), district 8 black shirt, clothes for the s.c. nerd convention party thing, panties, bras, etc, pj's uhm.. i think thats it? socks? oh yeah. slippers.&lt;br /&gt;2. "toiletries" ....uhm... thats what the list says,, i'm not going into much detail with this one...im just going to say toothbrush, toothpaste, real brush, blowdryer, curling iron, makeup, hairties x10, contacts/case/solution, glasses, etc.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;50 pairs of shoes. damnit.&lt;br /&gt;4. Entertainment (because people can be THAT annoying): walkman w/ janis, fiona, dashboard, coldplay, john, ani, etc. crap i wanted to steal marissa's jason mraz cd for this trip!!! grr!!! oh well; the cellular (it may take up the whole bag), charger, homework (haha i didnt do my alg that was due today), book (i dont know yet...)&lt;br /&gt;5. lots of paper for notes (you can stop laughing,, now!)&lt;br /&gt;6. sleeping bag/pillow(s) &lt;br /&gt;i think thats it.... but.. anyways. i just made that list out because i know i'd forget something if i didnt write it somewhere. anyways.. im really tired, so im outie.&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;p.s. chris- I MISS YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106826512406904380?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106826512406904380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106826512406904380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106826512406904380' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106817561258925165</id><published>2003-11-06T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T19:26:50.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>update.&lt;br /&gt;whoo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;lets see...&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a .5 day, so i went home to jessi's house after school. it was fun. i went shopping in her closet and we harassed some people on the internet (including john) which made my life better. (?) we then went to do "secret lesbian stuff" which =swimming. hmm.... i talked to chris for 10 minutes on the phone, which made me not very happy, but i got to see him today so that was all that mattered&lt;br /&gt;TODAY- i kind of just made my body go to class, but my brain did not follow. i kinda had to ignore people, but im really not going to say anything about that. im done. &lt;br /&gt;i went to swimming, and, like usual, practice was uber boring. i played lane-hopping. blah blah blah,, im a gigantic swimming geek... etc.  and i finally got to see chris!!!!!!!!!!!! well, we went to the variety show, and it was pretty good. jessi- you were awesome... and your dad rocks hardcore. elvis was amusing, and christina is amazing. hmm... whats up with my adjectives starting with "a" tonight?&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the randomness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, i would like to say that i get to see chris tomorrow night, which ALWAYS puts me in a great mood. please dont ruin it tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;thanks!&lt;br /&gt;(here, john. are you happy?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106817561258925165?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106817561258925165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106817561258925165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106817561258925165' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106799064399883270</id><published>2003-11-04T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T16:04:02.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blog blog blog blog blog...&lt;br /&gt;ok ok. i know. im such a slacker. i update almost as much as breanna aka princess does. i feel semi-bad, but if you really cared, you'd ask. or at least comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;this week is going sooo slowly.&lt;br /&gt;monday night my body thought it would be a good idea to go to sleep at 1230 and wake up at 3, so thats what i did. luckily, dorrell wasn't there yesterday, so i had nothing to fall asleep to. &lt;br /&gt;today, i got in a lot of sleep. on the other hand, i forgot to set my alarm clock and slept until 7. yes, watching me taking a shower, getting ready, etc etc etc in 20 minutes has to be funny. i wish i taped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a blah day. not much went on, except i'm now offically the swim team mom, and jessi had to take PLAN test. HAHAHAHAHHA. the poor fool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. whatever i've said about picek in the past, about how she HAS to be a good people on the inside, etc. she's just nervous, etc. was a TOTAL lie. the woman is crazy. i hate her. jon love (aka mumbles) turns around to talk to me every 15 seconds, so the woman comes up to me and says, "Will this seat be a problem for you, tabitha?" WTF?! i ignore jon every single time he tries to talk to me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;GROWL&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;im waiting for chris to get online/call because i miss him lotsssssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;so... yeah :'(&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106799064399883270?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106799064399883270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106799064399883270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106799064399883270' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106774000804665664</id><published>2003-11-01T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T18:33:54.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not much went on during the past two days&lt;br /&gt;chris came over and it rained!&lt;br /&gt;booo!&lt;br /&gt;we ended up watching halloween marathon/jackass. &lt;br /&gt;rain is so depressing, and its actually raining now. &lt;br /&gt;im not even going to touch the irony in that one.&lt;br /&gt;carrie and i went shopping today (twice in every store). i really wanted to get home after we had gone to every single store possible, but my mom is uber shopper, so we just randomly tried on dresses, etc.&lt;br /&gt;i got home and watched tv....&lt;br /&gt;and posted.&lt;br /&gt;damn, im so pathetic today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106774000804665664?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106774000804665664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106774000804665664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106774000804665664' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106755954631293350</id><published>2003-10-30T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T16:21:09.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. this week really could not go any slower.&lt;br /&gt;this week has pretty much been rush rush rush, and then once i got done with my english project and my 38 billion chemistry quizzes, it died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my english project was only 10% done two days before it was due, so i figured i had better start on it that night. it only took me 7.5 hours (including my ARTISTIC front cover) hahaha.. who wants to bet that jessi hasnt even looked at hers yet? mine only ended up being about 23 pages long, but it still was a major pain in the ass to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i missed swimming last night for a french party (yay for french and random FETES!) and dorrell almost went crazy. i love the man, but for being in his late post-hippie years, he needs to watch his blood pressure. &lt;br /&gt;SPEAKING OF DORRELL...&lt;br /&gt;today in alg grant got his paper back and it says "dorrel is gay" written across the top. mr dorrell is like.. hey next time you want to do that, try spelling my name right. and then we got into this long discussion about if he ment that he "liked boys" or was just "happy". ahhh i &lt;3 the public schooling system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimming has been semi decent the past couple days, though, because picek is running it and its not the same thing everyday. except, my legs are going to hurt very badly tomorrow. VERY. kassie took me home in her garbage bag suit today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly...&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;that means two things&lt;br /&gt;the most important is that i GET TO SEE CHRIS!!! yayayayay!!!! im so excited. i havent seen him for like 5 days. ...stupid swimming...&lt;br /&gt;and lastly.. its halloween!&lt;br /&gt;im taking a poll on the worst halloween costume. so far, the top two are seth (a lion from the wizard of oz... KEEPING MOUTH SHUT) and travis, the "chick magnet" (taping barbie dolls to himself and possibly wearing a huge magnet stuck to a construction helmet on his head (my idea!). )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that huge mess, today was horrible, long, and every time i told a teacher that we should have a sleep party today, they got mad. the best part is that my broccoli casserole (sp?) is going to kick major ass tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106755954631293350?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106755954631293350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106755954631293350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106755954631293350' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106721909055397149</id><published>2003-10-26T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T17:44:49.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes. i finally am giving in.&lt;br /&gt;i am posting.&lt;br /&gt;well... since a total of 2 people actually come to read it anyways, i suppose this shouldnt be such a big deal, but, the mere fact that i'm online and writing in this silly "parfaitment riddicule" of a blog deserves an award. or maybe ten.&lt;br /&gt;my fall break has been very short, very very very short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it started with half days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first one was pointless AND boring, while the second was just pointless. french was semi-decent, and even though i had practice, i was ok with it because chris came to pick me up! yay!&lt;br /&gt;then i ate burger king outside of my house like a homeless person and we traveled to starbucks for fun with coffee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday...&lt;/strong&gt;   hmm i dont remember what happened. oh yeah. i babysat my favorite cousins. we had fun. and played pretty pretty princess!!! yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt;  chris came over and we watched matrix reloaded and the italian job. they were both very good and extremely watch-able, so if you havent seen them, i highly reccommend them. plus- the italian job has mini coopers. &lt;em&gt;very british.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today:&lt;/strong&gt;  nothing really happened. church. my cousin's birthday party, which was crazy bad because i was "taught" how to drive a stick..... yeah very bad experience just waiting to happen&lt;br /&gt;ok. my stomach hurts. im on the phone. &lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106721909055397149?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106721909055397149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106721909055397149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106721909055397149' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106686452025939782</id><published>2003-10-22T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T16:15:20.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HUGE sigh.&lt;br /&gt;okkk okkk....&lt;br /&gt;i'm updating.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, yes i know.&lt;br /&gt;well, if you all dont know, i've been gounded from my internet/chris for a while, although one of them fell through. &lt;br /&gt;i dont even know where/ how to start off, so i will being with ranting.&lt;br /&gt;what is the point of going for 2 half days?&lt;br /&gt;ok. i can understand if they both counted as whole days, and it payed off in the future, but... they dont!! its just like going to school for one FULL day, only spread out more to make our lives miserable!!!&lt;br /&gt;OK. im done. &lt;br /&gt;swimming started. its really not as bad as i thought it would be, although i already feel like killling people....&lt;br /&gt;hmm WHAT else&lt;br /&gt;my friends and i are ok for a while (i think), but, if not, i dont have to see them for the next 4 days so it really doesnt matter!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;ahh &lt;br /&gt;im not exactly in the best mood right now, but its most likely because my house is a billion degrees below zero.&lt;br /&gt;chris got his acceptance letter to purdue today!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am so proud of you chris. you deserve it. i'm so happy for you!&lt;br /&gt;...and he just left. he was here for a WHOLE hour and a half, but its ok. i think we're going to watch the matrix reloaded at his house tomorrow, which i havent seen yet, so i'm very excited.&lt;br /&gt;on a different note...&lt;br /&gt;jessi t leaves me tomorrow at 3am!!!&lt;br /&gt;boo!!&lt;br /&gt;bring back good stuff, girl (i.e. your not dead body from plane crashes...)&lt;br /&gt;...good god now I'M the mom.&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106686452025939782?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106686452025939782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106686452025939782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106686452025939782' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106618743248732694</id><published>2003-10-14T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T20:10:32.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>welcome to the update of my life&lt;br /&gt;(just for YOU.)&lt;br /&gt;my day was ok. some of the early slackers had a field trip (JUST KIDDING) &lt;br /&gt;i got into it with eric at s.c.&lt;br /&gt;but chris really did make it all better. just knowing that i can talk to him and tell him exactly how i feel makes me feel so incredibly good about myself its not even funny.&lt;br /&gt;he completes me.&lt;br /&gt;and thats really all there is to it.&lt;br /&gt;chris, you are the reason that i'm so happy right now. you are the reason that i am ok with the bad things, because i know that at the end of the day, you will ALWAYS be here for me. you are the reason that i'm the person that i am today. &lt;br /&gt;and you know what?&lt;br /&gt;i want to live for you too.&lt;br /&gt;SOOO hard. &lt;br /&gt;oh wait.&lt;br /&gt;i already do!!!&lt;br /&gt;i love you hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;(everybody else... shush!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106618743248732694?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106618743248732694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106618743248732694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106618743248732694' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106591418654309889</id><published>2003-10-11T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T16:16:26.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok my blog is being extremely screwed up right now, so if this doesnt publish, im gonna be pissed.&lt;br /&gt;last night chris came over and we went to steak and shake. EVERYBODY in there was a brownsburg-ian so i was glad i didnt wear any tw paraphanilia (sp?). then we came back here and watched darkness falls, and, it was way less scarrier than i remembered. &lt;br /&gt;oh well. we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;so i tried to finish my book all day, right. but, like every 5 pages i would fall asleep. so i read about 70 pages ALL day. and i decide that im done trying for tonight, even though i have NOTHING TO DO. (this really is a first for about 3 weeks)&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;boring stuff.... more boring stuff..&lt;br /&gt;swimming starts in like 10 days and i couldnt be more excited.&lt;br /&gt;i NEED physical activity again...&lt;br /&gt;although, now, im sure i'm gonna be all pumped and whatnot (GRR MS. PICEK!!) but as soon as it starts i'm going to be like... what the hell was I thinking?!?&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;im done boring you.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be around the house allllll night... so somebody call me and ask me to do something.. PLEASE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106591418654309889?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106591418654309889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106591418654309889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106591418654309889' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106573969939081026</id><published>2003-10-09T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T15:48:18.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok ok..&lt;br /&gt;i know i stole this from jess... but it was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;here i go..&lt;br /&gt;-- Name: Tabitha Ryann&lt;br /&gt;-- Birthdate: December 31 &lt;br /&gt;-- Birthplace: Indianapolis, IN&lt;br /&gt;-- Current Location: Pittsboro!&lt;br /&gt;-- Eye Color: brown&lt;br /&gt;-- Hair Color: blonde..shh!&lt;br /&gt;-- Righty or Lefty: Righties rock (sorry chris!) &lt;br /&gt;-- Zodiac Sign: capricorn... stoopid horoscopes&lt;br /&gt;-- Innie or Outtie: in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// series two - describe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- The shoes you wore today: erm.. my brown ae boots w/ yellow laces &lt;br /&gt;-- Your hair: very blonde. and down. blah. usual stuff. &lt;br /&gt;-- Your eyes: uhm...they change from brown to green, so they might have changed to day... i dunno!&lt;br /&gt;-- Your weakness?: letting people get to me. oh. and chris.&lt;br /&gt;-- Your fears: heights, the dark, haunted houses, bugs in general, failing at something, and not getting the district rep. position this year!!&lt;br /&gt;-- Your perfect pizza: beaucoup de cheese. pepperoni. and thin crust. none of this not-done stuff&lt;br /&gt;-- One thing you'd like to achieve: to be able to look back at my life, perfectly happy and in love, and knowing that i made the most out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// series three - what is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Your most overused phrase on aol : lol. or lmao (and i really DO laugh that much)&lt;br /&gt;-- Your thoughts first waking up: what is this?? its still dark! go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;-- Your best physical feature: hmm... my eyes. does that count?&lt;br /&gt;-- Your bedtime: whenever i'm not on the phone/online/doing homework&lt;br /&gt;-- Your greatest fear: right now, the whole district rep thing&lt;br /&gt;-- Your greatest accomplishment: hmm... well i WISH i could say it was the being one of the district reps, but not yet. actually, my greatest accomplishments are my friends. although, they accomplished me as much as i them. (did that make sense?)&lt;br /&gt;-- Your most missed memory: chris. boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// series four - you prefer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Pepsi or coke: hmm whats dr. pepper?&lt;br /&gt;-- McDonald's or Burger King: gross. none.&lt;br /&gt;-- Single or group dates: who says group?!?! &lt;br /&gt;-- Adidas or nike: neither, they both use sweat shops in third world countries-jessi, i agree, but if we were to take every single buisness that did that, we would be left with nothing. espically not jimmys.&lt;br /&gt;-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: what about just taking a caffine i.v. and sticking it directly into my veins? &lt;br /&gt;-- Chocolate or vanilla: really depends, but mostly chocolate &lt;br /&gt;-- Cappucino or coffee: straight up coffee. &lt;br /&gt;-- Boxers or briefs: boxers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// series five - do you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Smoke: no &lt;br /&gt;-- Cuss: err,,, yes. &lt;br /&gt;-- Sing well: NO! worse than that "one guy" at karyoke bars (sp?) &lt;br /&gt;-- Have a crush(es): everyday.&lt;br /&gt;-- who are they: christopher shotwell (haha)&lt;br /&gt;-- Do you think you've been in love: very much so &lt;br /&gt;-- Want to go to college: psh. why would i go through high school hell to not go to college?!?&lt;br /&gt;-- Like high school: yes. almost as much as i like george w. bush. (damn this hell-hole!!! *shakes fist*)&lt;br /&gt;-- Want to get married: yes!&lt;br /&gt;-- Type with your fingers on the right keys: all the time&lt;br /&gt;-- Believe in yourself: not as much as i should&lt;br /&gt;-- Get motion sickness: only on spinny rides&lt;br /&gt;-- Think you're attractive: attractive like a mother. (what?!)&lt;br /&gt;-- Think you're a health freak: wow. no, that would make me healthy period. which, as health class informed me today, im DEFINATELY not&lt;br /&gt;-- Get along with your parents: most of the time &lt;br /&gt;-- Like thunderstorms: yeah..theyre settling for some reason..&lt;br /&gt;-- Play an instrument: err like 3 years ago. wait. i kinda play guitar. that doesnt count though.. i still suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// series six - in the past month, did/have you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Drank alcohol: nope&lt;br /&gt;-- Smoke(d): nope &lt;br /&gt;-- Done a drug: nope &lt;br /&gt;-- Have Sex: nope &lt;br /&gt;-- Made Out: yes. and i would like to inform everybody that you can lose up to 40 calories if you make out for 45 minutes straight. &lt;br /&gt;-- Go on a date: -ish&lt;br /&gt;-- Go to the mall?: this really SHOULD be a weekly question &lt;br /&gt;-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: never.&lt;br /&gt;-- Eaten sushi: actually, yes &lt;br /&gt;-- Been on stage: theatre class, hell yes!&lt;br /&gt;-- Been dumped: semi &lt;br /&gt;-- Gone skating: nope &lt;br /&gt;-- Made homemade cookies: yes!! last night!&lt;br /&gt;-- Been in love: uh huh!&lt;br /&gt;-- Gone skinny dipping: yes!!! its the best way to go.&lt;br /&gt;-- Dyed your hair: yes. now be quiet.&lt;br /&gt;-- Stolen anything: not that im aware of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// series seven - have you ever &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Played a game that required removal of clothing?: yes. quiet again.&lt;br /&gt;-- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: no&lt;br /&gt;-- Been caught "doing something": 5th&lt;br /&gt;-- Been called a tease: hmm&lt;br /&gt;-- Gotten beaten up: nope. almost by rachael psycho girl last year, but other than that, no&lt;br /&gt;-- Shoplifted: no &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// series eight - the future &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Age you hope to be married: after college&lt;br /&gt;-- Numbers and Names of Children: 2-3, whatever hella crazy names i decide i like at the time.&lt;br /&gt;-- Describe your Dream Wedding: in paris. or... ANYWHERE as long as it was with the right person&lt;br /&gt;-- How would you like to die: after seeing everybody i love.. in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;-- Where you want to go to college: IU or PU (pre-dentistry)&lt;br /&gt;-- What do you want to be when you grow up: dentist!! (exciting, non?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// series nine - opposite sex &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Best eye color? blue...never gray! lol&lt;br /&gt;-- Best hair color? dark&lt;br /&gt;-- Short or long hair? whatever works with them&lt;br /&gt;-- Best height: taller than me &lt;br /&gt;-- Best weight: uhm?&lt;br /&gt;-- Best articles of clothing: for boys? ...closes mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// series ten - number of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of girls I have kissed in my life: 1 i think &lt;br /&gt;-- Number of girls you have made out with: 0 &lt;br /&gt;-- Number of girlfriends you've had: 0 &lt;br /&gt;-- Number of boys you have made out with: 3 &lt;br /&gt;-- Number of boyfriends you've had: 9 &lt;br /&gt;-- Number of drugs taken illegally: 0 &lt;br /&gt;-- Number of people I could trust with my life: 5&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of CDs that I own: somewhere around 70&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of piercings: 2&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of tattoos: 0 &lt;br /&gt;-- Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: dunno?&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of scars on my body: some&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of things in my past that I regret: nothing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106573969939081026?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106573969939081026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106573969939081026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106573969939081026' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106549891349690288</id><published>2003-10-06T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T20:55:12.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so much to post&lt;br /&gt;and so little time to post it in.&lt;br /&gt;basically, if you're visiting the forums, you know whats going on in my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;if you're not, then you're a loser. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris- I &lt;3 you so much. you mean the world to me. thanks for being here for everything and letting me drag you through crap 24/7. you're so sweet and beautiful that there really are no words to describe it... and i know that you already know, so i'm done. *shuts mouth*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAB! &lt;strong&gt;(hard!!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tab&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106549891349690288?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106549891349690288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106549891349690288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106549891349690288' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106532929361261342</id><published>2003-10-04T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-04T21:48:13.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>like my non-posting sprees?&lt;br /&gt;my weekend has been very good so far&lt;br /&gt;....for lack of better adjectives.&lt;br /&gt;i slept through friday... so i have a lot to make up on monday.&lt;br /&gt;and then friday night i went shopping&lt;br /&gt;today i went shopping&lt;br /&gt;and i realized....&lt;br /&gt;I HATE SHORT PEOPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;theres a tall conspiracy.&lt;br /&gt;but i still had fun.&lt;br /&gt;AND- theres a band named tabitha's secret. i was so excited to figure this one out. it was very amusing, because i found their cd in the mall today when i was with kearstin/victoria, right after we walked by victoria's secret im like.. hey victoria, whats YOUR secret? (because thats just how COOL i am) and then we found tabitha's secret./.. and&lt;br /&gt;im rambling&lt;br /&gt;im done&lt;br /&gt;for more information, please contact me via aim.&lt;br /&gt;(aka juicy stuff)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106532929361261342?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106532929361261342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106532929361261342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106532929361261342' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106510894206142401</id><published>2003-10-02T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T08:35:41.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey&lt;br /&gt;beth and i are in chemistry right now.&lt;br /&gt;supposedly looking up elements&lt;br /&gt;HAH&lt;br /&gt;work=not tabby&lt;br /&gt;beth has actually done most of my project FOR me&lt;br /&gt;she looks up all my information....shes actually my third mom.&lt;br /&gt;uhmmm&lt;br /&gt;im really bored right now.&lt;br /&gt;lol sean blair is trying to instant message beth and i through the school command prompt and he is sitting right next to us.&lt;br /&gt;and he cant figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;ms. gartland really had a heart attack today in class.&lt;br /&gt;she made 3 people cry.&lt;br /&gt;honestly&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;nothing much else is going on right now.... except i found out that i have less than a month to finish reading the incest book AND the report&lt;br /&gt;ok ok beth is gonna get in trouble for calling cory/sean/jared faggots online.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;gotta go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106510894206142401?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106510894206142401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106510894206142401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106510894206142401' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106506327741161083</id><published>2003-10-01T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T19:54:36.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really just feel like a princess right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106506327741161083?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106506327741161083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106506327741161083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106506327741161083' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106497268331948228</id><published>2003-09-30T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T18:44:42.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im pissed.&lt;br /&gt;i just wrote this uber long post and it deleted it&lt;br /&gt;%*#)$*#$_%*@&amp;! computer&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;i'll recall everything&lt;br /&gt;french was fun parsque we got to learn slang&lt;br /&gt;and it was sooo worth learning&lt;br /&gt;PAS RICKI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;....something about how i own freshmen...&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;im the mod of the freshmen (bashing) thread&lt;br /&gt;check it out&lt;br /&gt;www.clever-lines.org&lt;br /&gt;click on links&lt;br /&gt;then on forum&lt;br /&gt;mab, youre there&lt;br /&gt;what else,,,,&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;apple crisp.&lt;br /&gt;we made it today in cooking. and ms. g said that if we bake the apples for too long they'd lose their nutritional value&lt;br /&gt;didnt we already accomplish that when we poured brown sugar, flour, and butter over them?&lt;br /&gt;not to mention ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;yes, for those of you who want my extras, the bidding will start at $5 at lunch tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;uhm&lt;br /&gt;i think thats all i said&lt;br /&gt;i win.&lt;br /&gt;dust!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106497268331948228?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106497268331948228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106497268331948228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106497268331948228' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106497239155540026</id><published>2003-09-30T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T18:39:51.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was tres fun&lt;br /&gt;we learned all about french slang&lt;br /&gt;and beleive me&lt;br /&gt;its definately worth learning about.&lt;br /&gt;PAS RICKI!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;lmao&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;the freshman forum is officially mine!&lt;br /&gt;(muah hah hah)&lt;br /&gt;so go check it out&lt;br /&gt;www.clever-lines.org  &lt;br /&gt;click on links, then the forum&lt;br /&gt;(this is for all my freshman fans who have yet to see it)&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;student council tomorrow morning!&lt;br /&gt;whooooo&lt;br /&gt;we made apple crisp in cooking... i guess it has some ties with fruit? i dunno ms. g kept saying how if we cooked the apples for too long we'd lose the nutritional value of the natural apples, etc etc&lt;br /&gt;im sorry... but isnt that what we're already doing by covering them in brown sugar, flour, and butter anyways?&lt;br /&gt;plus....dont forget the ice cream&lt;br /&gt;anyone who wants my extras can start the bidding tomorrow at lunch!&lt;br /&gt;ok well im out&lt;br /&gt;DUST!&lt;br /&gt;^haha love that movie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106497239155540026?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106497239155540026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106497239155540026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106497239155540026' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106489141878323136</id><published>2003-09-29T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T20:10:18.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okkkk&lt;br /&gt;tab's back.&lt;br /&gt;this last weekend has been crap.&lt;br /&gt;but i am completely in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;great mood.&lt;br /&gt;lets see&lt;br /&gt;homecoming dance is next week.&lt;br /&gt;we won the game&lt;br /&gt;(whoo)&lt;br /&gt;ahhh check out freshmen blogs.... SOOOO entertaining... beyond belief. you really have no idea how much fun they are to read (if you speak freshman). then, go check out jessi's (whats soon to be my) thread on the freshmen and their crazy antics. and my freshman dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;toooo much&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;our stupid english project is due in a month!!!&lt;br /&gt;a month!!&lt;br /&gt;thats about how long it would take me to read this crazy incest book. &lt;br /&gt;but other than that, its ok.... just veryyyy descriptive. &lt;br /&gt;uhmm... tomorrow's tuesday&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;i have a thing for tuesdays. we get along very well. and this week is turning out to be so decent, that i might even get along with wednesday this week. i'm still counting down the days for fall break though. and christmas!! yay!!&lt;br /&gt;today was so crazy... it went in a flash&lt;br /&gt;stupid grant's obsession with my butt&lt;br /&gt;isnt that sexual harassment?&lt;br /&gt;w/e&lt;br /&gt;ok im out guys... give me a call. because im that bored.&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106489141878323136?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106489141878323136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106489141878323136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106489141878323136' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106463752822254575</id><published>2003-09-26T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T21:38:47.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want somebody who sees the pointlessness&lt;br /&gt;and still keeps their purpose in mind&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody who has a tortured soul&lt;br /&gt;some of the time&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody who will either put out for me&lt;br /&gt;or put me out of misery&lt;br /&gt;or maybe just put it all to words&lt;br /&gt;and make me say, you know&lt;br /&gt;I never heard it put that way&lt;br /&gt;make me say, what did you just say?&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody who can hold my interest&lt;br /&gt;hold it and never let it fall&lt;br /&gt;someone who can flatten me with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;that hits like a fist&lt;br /&gt;or a sentence, that stops me like a brick wall&lt;br /&gt;because if you hear me talking&lt;br /&gt;listen to what I'm not saying&lt;br /&gt;if you hear me playing guitar&lt;br /&gt;listen to what I'm not playing&lt;br /&gt;and don't ask me to put words&lt;br /&gt;to all the spaces between notes&lt;br /&gt;in fact if you have to ask, forget it&lt;br /&gt;do and you'll regret it&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being the interesting one&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of heving fun for two&lt;br /&gt;just lay yourself on the line&lt;br /&gt;and I might lay myself down by you&lt;br /&gt;but don't sit behind your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and wait for me to surprise you&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody who can make me&lt;br /&gt;scream until it's funny&lt;br /&gt;give me a run for my money&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who can&lt;br /&gt;twist me up in knots&lt;br /&gt;tell me, for the man who has everything&lt;br /&gt;what have you got?&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who's not afraid of me&lt;br /&gt;or anyone else&lt;br /&gt;in other words I want someone&lt;br /&gt;who's not afraid of themself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you think I'm asking too much?&lt;br /&gt;-ani difranco, asking too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106463752822254575?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106463752822254575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106463752822254575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106463752822254575' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106445362291272240</id><published>2003-09-24T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T18:33:42.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was an ok day&lt;br /&gt;actually... my days have gotten reallllly bland here on the late and i cant figure out why&lt;br /&gt;probably PMS&lt;br /&gt;whoops... sorry i forgot to tell the guys to close their eyes&lt;br /&gt;...psh&lt;br /&gt;but anyways&lt;br /&gt;i spent the night at alicias last night because she was just having a bad night&lt;br /&gt;we ended up talking for most of the night&lt;br /&gt;then we didnt get up until 7 (whoops) &lt;br /&gt;so we had to rush to get ready for the crazy spirit day today (it was flashback day)&lt;br /&gt;I WAS COURTNEY LOVE &lt;br /&gt;...much to the dismay to dear beth... but i really love her. i actually had people coming up to me in the halls saying, "so did you kill your husband?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "it doesnt count if you hire someone to do it for you"&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;anyhooo&lt;br /&gt;yeah it was a .5 day and so ryan ended taking a bundle of us home, which, when i got back home i was right out the door for decorating shirts @ adrianns house, which, actually was very fun. i guess you really have to get to know a group of people before you really judge them.&lt;br /&gt;then i got back home.&lt;br /&gt;showered (i felt nasty) and shaved (finally, lol)&lt;br /&gt;and now im here&lt;br /&gt;posting to my lovely fans&lt;br /&gt;and my stupid comments are down &lt;br /&gt;ARGH you think a free comment service would work decently right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106445362291272240?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106445362291272240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106445362291272240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106445362291272240' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106436959971121249</id><published>2003-09-23T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T19:13:31.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...is posting aginst her own free will&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who actually read this/care about my day...&lt;br /&gt;HERE I GO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH: watched mlk speech.... lol... also... journal entry for today was: who do you think is the most influencial person in history. she got answers like... george washington, hilter, abraham lincoln, jesus.&lt;br /&gt;my response?&lt;br /&gt;janis joplin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOKING: the 5th period class decided to be our allies again, so they made us friendship bread. which we ate. and we have no intention on making our 5th period friends any sort of recomp. to make our rivalry end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEM: yayayayay i aced the test! and kicked seth's booty&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALG: nothing. oh yeah... i quoted night at the roxbury to beth in a note about joanie loves chachi... but whats new? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUNCH (i know.,..out of order): had fun zero fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEALTH: talked about SEX. yes. my favorite thing to discuss. all the time. it was so funny though. "out of the following examples, which would you feel most likely to discuss with your partner?" lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRENCH: nothing. honestly that woman drives me up a wall. the only thing funny that happened was jessi says: i dont need to explain my art to you, warren. which was followed by kara's EMPIRE RECORDS HAS NO PURPOSE&lt;br /&gt;GROWWLLLLLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddd we finished shrek in theatre...&lt;br /&gt;today was cowboy day.&lt;br /&gt;no, not bebop&lt;br /&gt;kara had a big K on her cowboy hat&lt;br /&gt;my response?&lt;br /&gt;"K stands for potassium"&lt;br /&gt;damn i need a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106436959971121249?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106436959971121249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106436959971121249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106436959971121249' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106427673237381322</id><published>2003-09-22T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T17:25:32.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106427673237381322?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106427673237381322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106427673237381322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106427673237381322' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106427669661907312</id><published>2003-09-22T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T17:24:56.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY&lt;br /&gt;^in SUCH a good mood right now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106427669661907312?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106427669661907312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106427669661907312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106427669661907312' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106418631942684790</id><published>2003-09-21T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T16:18:39.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys&lt;br /&gt;ok sorry for lack of posting&lt;br /&gt;and/or good posts&lt;br /&gt;this weekend has really just been about as off-the-walls as it could possible get&lt;br /&gt;for starters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday...&lt;/strong&gt;  went to the game and watched ryan be the bear. sigh. lol. then we went to the dance and i was just in a crappy mood all around. alicia was having troubles with kasey so ryan took her home too... and i really felt so bad. kasey can be such an asshole sometimes. he knows it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday&lt;/strong&gt;  went with ryan to his hog wild thing (ended up spending 98% of it alone b/c of his singing/ hanging out with people better than me.)&lt;br /&gt;jk.&lt;br /&gt;i think&lt;br /&gt;then we went to st malachy and hung out there&lt;br /&gt;then back to his house&lt;br /&gt;then to my house away!!&lt;br /&gt;i really just about went to bed at 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt; first.... i went to church&lt;br /&gt;(half awake)&lt;br /&gt;then i rushed around and bought lauren a birthday present, etc &lt;br /&gt;went to starbucks&lt;br /&gt;doing homework now&lt;br /&gt;im so sad&lt;br /&gt;im really sorry!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106418631942684790?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106418631942684790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106418631942684790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106418631942684790' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106404115705045819</id><published>2003-09-19T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-19T23:59:17.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;ok real posts now&lt;br /&gt;today was very...erf&lt;br /&gt;(minus the d)&lt;br /&gt;we got out of yet another 40-ish minutes of school for yet another pep session&lt;br /&gt;which...&lt;br /&gt;getting out of class is a-ok with me&lt;br /&gt;NEW CHANT &lt;br /&gt;04 FO SHO?&lt;br /&gt;HELL NO!&lt;br /&gt;tommy likie....&lt;br /&gt;went to the game&lt;br /&gt;watched about .3 seconds&lt;br /&gt;went to dance&lt;br /&gt;paid 2 bucks for crap&lt;br /&gt;then alicia was having a really bad night so ryan took her and me home&lt;br /&gt;and now im here!&lt;br /&gt;im really sorry for the dry posts now&lt;br /&gt;too busy!!!&lt;br /&gt;muahhh&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106404115705045819?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106404115705045819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106404115705045819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106404115705045819' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106393926141194841</id><published>2003-09-18T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T19:41:01.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;im back&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who read my blog without my acknowlegement:&lt;br /&gt;HI&lt;br /&gt;go away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106393926141194841?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106393926141194841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106393926141194841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106393926141194841' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106376435562063011</id><published>2003-09-16T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T19:05:55.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok... &lt;br /&gt;nicknames are NOT cool&lt;br /&gt;they're creepy&lt;br /&gt;who is snaps????&lt;br /&gt;istep sucks&lt;br /&gt;and so do people who talk about me behind my back to seth&lt;br /&gt;ahem&lt;br /&gt;as for friends who apparently are too good to hang out/acknowlege me, &lt;br /&gt;same to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106376435562063011?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106376435562063011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106376435562063011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106376435562063011' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106359184750330544</id><published>2003-09-14T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T19:10:47.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok ok&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the few last degrading posts&lt;br /&gt;and for the lack of posting&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;as it seems, no one really noticed any ways.. so yeah&lt;br /&gt;i've had an ok weekend&lt;br /&gt;i went to ryans on friday and i met his family (which, are really awesome people by the way) and we just hung out there (he made me spaghetti!) and we watched loser (compliments de tab)&lt;br /&gt;i went home really hoping i didnt HAVE to go home and i just sat in bed just thinking about things for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday morning, ryan had a meet (oh yeah seth and scotch too, but they dont come into play until later on in the story) so i thought i would call to see how it went.&lt;br /&gt;i ended up getting his cell voicemail so i just waited until he called me back.&lt;br /&gt;about 2 i ended up getting his return call. we just chat for a while about things when he asks, so, did you have fun at the float site?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAD silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, tabitha hensley, forgot to go to the float site.&lt;br /&gt;on the FIRST day&lt;br /&gt;AFTER i promised seth and scotch i would go in their place because they had a meet&lt;br /&gt;AFTER i was telling seth what a responsible person i was (haha ok couldnt resist a good argument)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so bad but, i went today the entire time and we got beaucoup (sp) done that it kinda went away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later saturday, i went to my g-mas house to hang there while my parents were spending all our money on the casino boat down in southern indy (jp)&lt;br /&gt;i really do love my grandma she rocks hardcore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sunday...&lt;br /&gt;went to the float site at 12,,, had a pretty good time,&lt;br /&gt;then i came back home and got re-cleaned up to go see ryan sing for his church band. he was really good and his preacher gave a really good lesson. it was just an all around "really good" time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just found out that none of my friends really like me anymore but they just wont tell me&lt;br /&gt;(hint hint people who dont invite me to do anything with them)&lt;br /&gt;you know who you are &lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;im out &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106359184750330544?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106359184750330544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106359184750330544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106359184750330544' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106324565238846387</id><published>2003-09-10T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T19:00:52.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg&lt;br /&gt;if one more person asks me about josh or asks me something for him or talks about him around me i might just go slit my wrists&lt;br /&gt;because thats what i deserve right?&lt;br /&gt;im such an awful person, yes im aware&lt;br /&gt;good god&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106324565238846387?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106324565238846387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106324565238846387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106324565238846387' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106307638432171731</id><published>2003-09-08T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T19:59:44.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks for visiting&lt;br /&gt;josh's current profile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you, Mrs. too-good-to-look-my-way and that's cool you want nothing at all to do with me. But I want you, ain't nothing wrong with wanting you cause I'm a man and I can think what the hell I want, you got that&lt;br /&gt;straight? &lt;br /&gt;No doubt (no doubt) that I'd love to (I'd love) sniff on them panties now.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive..... &lt;br /&gt;I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. So sorry (damn, you're so hot!!) &lt;br /&gt;Your beauty is so vain (damn, you're so hot!!) &lt;br /&gt;It drives me, yes it drives me (damn your so hot) absolutely insane &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to look at you &lt;br /&gt;I just want to look at you, look at you all day &lt;br /&gt;I just want to look at you, I just want to look at you all day &lt;br /&gt;There ain't nothing wrong, no. There aint nothing wrong with that.-Eat You Alive, Limp Bizkit &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tabby, I am so hurt right now. You lied to me. I dont know if I can even trust you anymore. One day you'd say you loved me and the next day you wanna break up and you said you didnt want a boyfriend but obviously that wasnt true. I dont understand what I did to deserve this. All I ever did was love you with all my heart. I just wanted to be with you and make you happy. I just don't understand why you are doing this to me. All I ever wanted was another chance. I still love you and I still want to be with you but I'm just angry/sad right now. Just ask yourself these questions: Were you happy with me? and are you truly happy now?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf am i supposed to say to that?&lt;br /&gt;im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt expect things to happen like this&lt;br /&gt;im just very scared right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106307638432171731?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106307638432171731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106307638432171731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106307638432171731' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106272898999540981</id><published>2003-09-04T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T19:29:49.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh&lt;br /&gt;ok ok for all of those in the "tabby is satan" fanclub, you might want to check out josh's profile. &lt;br /&gt;just for kicks.&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;exciting news of today&lt;br /&gt;almost lost 2 friends (is that my average/day now?)&lt;br /&gt;lol theatre... i fell through the little ceiling tile thing. well... not completely through but you get my drift.&lt;br /&gt;ok heres the story&lt;br /&gt;we (me bre alicia travis seth) were above the theatre cleaning all the costumes out. on a shorter version of this story, seth made me mad, so i decided i would climb into this little space under all the clothes and hide from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;the entire little block thing i was standing on fell through the roof of the cafeteria worker's little hut place.&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;what else...&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah &lt;br /&gt;i learned i will never be good at math.&lt;br /&gt;ANY math&lt;br /&gt;also-&lt;br /&gt;YOUR MOM is truly psychotic&lt;br /&gt;dun like'r&lt;br /&gt;anyways... so the scoop with everything... if you have ANY sort of problem with me, please share!! &lt;br /&gt;im very willing for compliments/complaints/advice ANY time of the day, call the house (892-3776) or email me at twbarbiegirl@hotmail.com or tab4ska@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;just for those of you who need it&lt;br /&gt;but i still really do just love you guys&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106272898999540981?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106272898999540981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106272898999540981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106272898999540981' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106263962953245145</id><published>2003-09-03T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T18:40:29.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey im back!!&lt;br /&gt;i really cant remember what happened since i last posted.. so we're gonna start all new-like&lt;br /&gt;today was a killer day&lt;br /&gt;i really just about broke 30 dress code violations&lt;br /&gt;just about&lt;br /&gt;and we played dress up in theatre&lt;br /&gt;other than that i still cant get over ryan and my parents just might have a heart attack over it. &lt;br /&gt;but he really is sweet&lt;br /&gt;hmmm well other than that this post is gonna be short yet sweet.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. my mother checked out my blog and she said that if anyone from the school corporation read all the 'nasty' stuff im saying about MAH-DAM-MOI-SELLE i might get in trouble for&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;down below (and from here on out) im refering to her as YOUR MOM&lt;br /&gt;get the drift?&lt;br /&gt;so basically.... today sucked because grant is the only thing that keeps me entertained in all my classes, and he had ISS because he beat up jessis brother. &lt;br /&gt;classic.&lt;br /&gt;hmm what else&lt;br /&gt;just remind me never to wear the slut shirt to school ever again&lt;br /&gt;or the pants&lt;br /&gt;...well... remind me not to wear UNDIES with the pants&lt;br /&gt;ok now im just rambling for lack of better things to say&lt;br /&gt;chemistry was interesting&lt;br /&gt;french was very unnecessary&lt;br /&gt;other than that, great day&lt;br /&gt;somewhat&lt;br /&gt;hey im a little off my grouding-s!!&lt;br /&gt;so ya im gonna go before i accidently talk myself into a coma&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;p.s. why is it that i attract all the lesbians????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106263962953245145?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106263962953245145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106263962953245145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106263962953245145' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106203344628942182</id><published>2003-08-27T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T15:50:57.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i post for no one.&lt;br /&gt;just for marissa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tu parles francais comme une vasche espagnole.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^you will find that once you learn the meaning to that phrase, you will use it more than anything else in that classroom.&lt;br /&gt;oh wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THATS A PUTDOWN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad tabby. three sentences in french&lt;br /&gt;1) je veux manger les enfants de Jessi.&lt;br /&gt;2) je vais a une duxiemme partie&lt;br /&gt;3) je quite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;ok &lt;br /&gt;i admit, im very "off the deep end" as jessi would like to say, but i am honestly livid right now.&lt;br /&gt;i just need to settle down. i really wish i could talk to my fake internet aka school friends, but i cant so i wont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;any-hoo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was interesting i think. i dunno what is an "interesting" school day compared to??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;obviously&lt;/em&gt;   not very much. &lt;br /&gt;chemistry was fun again because we got to  &lt;strong&gt;set more stuff on fire and junk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol ^ i really do love my public school education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody should listen to the counting crows. they are really really good (different to popular beleif)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beleif&lt;/strong&gt;  is a funny spelled word.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i just spelled it wrong maybe its supposed to be  &lt;strong&gt;belief?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...as long as that somebody isnt YOUR MOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i really do love french. (or used to) &lt;strong&gt;but 4 pages in a notebook????&lt;/strong&gt;  what is the world coming to???&lt;br /&gt;also- i do my homework now. &lt;strong&gt;i do need my life back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok depression time over&lt;br /&gt;frowns&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106203344628942182?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106203344628942182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106203344628942182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106203344628942182' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106195266566560894</id><published>2003-08-26T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T15:51:45.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MERCI MERCI MERCI MES AMIES!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i really do love you&lt;br /&gt;NINE posts!&lt;br /&gt;(well considering about 97% of them were still from megs...) &lt;br /&gt;thank you for REPRESENTING, you PLAYERS &lt;br /&gt;^(said in an extreme white-person voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of that..&lt;br /&gt;my day.&lt;br /&gt;it was very off the walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the vball game. very hot. &lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;whatever.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go... do something to keep yourself occupied...make fun of me in my comments,.... whatever&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;p.s. french was actually fun today!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106195266566560894?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106195266566560894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106195266566560894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106195266566560894' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106185969154373654</id><published>2003-08-25T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T15:52:44.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;VERY FIRST THING:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me say that i am very dissapointed in people who are not megan right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt;  post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE LOUSY&lt;/strong&gt;  post!!!&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;ok megs since youre the only one who posted... this one is going for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR MEGAN,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt;  i went to youth group and i had a bunch of fun. well... except for the freshmen yelling "durf" every 3 seconds (sometimes less time in between too) then they stole ryan's gatorade bottle and wrote DURF DURF DURF all over it and then decided to steal food from the kitchen. which, in a weird way was hilarious. but still. durf is my least favorite word now. haha. then i went home and made a half attempt at doing my homework, but we all know how that goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today:&lt;/strong&gt;  i went to school (obviously) and had a little fun because i got to present my collage for english class. it rocked. then chemistry was excelente because i REALLY DID pass my test!! yay! so i got to play with fire (which is ALWAYS a plus) and make fun of megan and bre for being scared (haha megs i love you. you post. so i wont make fun of you inability of lighting wooden sticks) oh yes. speaking of wooden sticks i almost caught my finger on fire because of my pyromaniac personality.... but yes let's forget that. hmmm then in algie.. it was boring i slept . whats new?? health: same as above. french: pretty sure i bombed that one. i have that dumb YOUR MOM to thank for that&lt;br /&gt;*puts on grow-ly face*&lt;br /&gt;other than that the rest of the day went pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;very well.&lt;br /&gt;ok well im out&lt;br /&gt;that was the exciting news of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Never is a promise, and you can't afford to lie*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106185969154373654?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106185969154373654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106185969154373654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106185969154373654' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106169662263428697</id><published>2003-08-23T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T20:43:42.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first off... if it wasnt for travis.. no one would post!&lt;br /&gt;lol im jp&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;last night: very long game and even (seemed as) longer dance&lt;br /&gt;i had fun though. my favorite shoes broke :(&lt;br /&gt;hmm then i woke up this morning and i went out w/ kearstin and we went to get subs and bug han, then i helped her sell magazines for prom. after that i went home and i went to the demolition derby w/ the beckanator, which was amazing. it was seriously so much fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i feel like crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106169662263428697?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106169662263428697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106169662263428697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106169662263428697' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106151900049971347</id><published>2003-08-21T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T19:23:20.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys&lt;br /&gt;ok alll last night i was thinking of something to you know.. be FOR. i have the PERFECT answer&lt;br /&gt;its called Support Women In Music&lt;br /&gt;project SWIM&lt;br /&gt;creative, eh? &lt;br /&gt;so right now i gotta think of stuff to do....&lt;br /&gt;ok nothing exciting at all happened today.&lt;br /&gt;i wore my bra.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah then i came home and i slept then i went to the volleyball game and i can say they did a very good job. im very proud of all my favorite sophomores and juniors!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok madamoiselle was semi ok today&lt;br /&gt;we're STILL doing loads of homework and it makes about 0 sense&lt;br /&gt;thats ok&lt;br /&gt;i have a algie test tomorrow guys!!  &lt;br /&gt;well... most of you do but still&lt;br /&gt;finally: i cant wait for school to get out. &lt;br /&gt;love yas&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106151900049971347?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106151900049971347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106151900049971347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106151900049971347' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106143046000835844</id><published>2003-08-20T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T15:54:09.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i just got done making my posters for french club.&lt;br /&gt;even though i dont even know why i should try.. considering it will be a communist/dictatorship ran organization anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you  like YOUR MOM, go ahead and leave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear that woman is schitzophrenic &lt;br /&gt;one minute shes like.. look at me wrong and i cry&lt;br /&gt;the next she's&lt;strong&gt; NO FUN ALLOWED, ESPICALLY NO SKIPPING AND SINGING&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;and the way she treats us like kindergarteners...&lt;br /&gt;comon. the &lt;strong&gt;ETRE&lt;/strong&gt;  song???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day went pretty well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm what else happened today?&lt;br /&gt;i dont remember. all i remember is chicken nuggets, YOUR MOM club &lt;strong&gt;(aka the second-coming of the nazi regime&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;uhmmmm&lt;br /&gt;seth being butt&lt;br /&gt;oh and a nice lovely chat with mr. terrell in the morning &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HI MR TERRELL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man im good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok je suis un peu egoiste oujard'hui (not spelled right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry ive been hanging out with seth what can i say.&lt;/strong&gt;uhmmmmm theres not much else going on. oh yes. zombie girl told me to tell all of my minions here at blogspot.com that she is on a short vacation at the moment and will be back later.&lt;br /&gt;...then she did this weird little dead-like chuckle... ya not really sure what  &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;   was about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! well im done boring yall!&lt;br /&gt;smiles&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;p.s. call in cagematch and vote for john mayer! make it day 6!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;923-9887&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106143046000835844?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106143046000835844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106143046000835844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106143046000835844' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106133765585625808</id><published>2003-08-19T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T15:55:01.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jessi t, shut cho mouth!&lt;br /&gt;*weak, crazy person laugh* hahah.. if you add another o to cho it makes choo which is the last part of jimmy choo right? right?!??!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;im going only un peu insane. we can only hope&lt;br /&gt;also-jessi never harm my ears with your horrible poetry ever again. ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly.. i seriously might have to bash YOUR MOMS head into the french textbooks. except, im afraid she might start crying. holy crap. im angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. comment if ur not jess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106133765585625808?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106133765585625808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106133765585625808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106133765585625808' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106125569848673930</id><published>2003-08-18T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T18:14:58.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok kiddos....&lt;br /&gt;back from wonderful day 4!&lt;br /&gt;actually its gotten a bunch better&lt;br /&gt;french class &lt;strong&gt;reallllly&lt;/strong&gt;  makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;my friends &lt;strong&gt;really reallllly &lt;/strong&gt;  keep me sane&lt;br /&gt;oh wait... except jessi t who thinks that &lt;strong&gt;JIMMY CHOOS &lt;/strong&gt;are grandma shoes that are &lt;em&gt;(gasp!) &lt;/em&gt;  overpriced!? and her constant making fun of me au classe de francais......&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;whats new&lt;br /&gt;ok ok im really bored/tired at this moment so i think i might go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*new*&lt;/strong&gt; join the feminist movement! "damn the man" and rebel aginst wearing your over-the-shoulder-bolder-holder to school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we now have two members!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me.. and missa.&lt;br /&gt;suprise... neither of us are &lt;strong&gt;"bouncing around"&lt;/strong&gt;  like carrie...&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p.s. someone besides jessi post! she is an evil shoe hater woman!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106125569848673930?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106125569848673930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106125569848673930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106125569848673930' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106117007643388024</id><published>2003-08-17T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T18:27:56.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow..&lt;br /&gt;its been a while since i posted...&lt;br /&gt;hmm i really dont remember what i did from thursday-friday.&lt;br /&gt;lol thats sad&lt;br /&gt;anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday&lt;/strong&gt;:  i uh... why cant i remember anything!!?? oh yeah. i woke up. i laid out by the pool all day and got a major burn. sigh. oh and alicia and i went to the new subway in p-town and got some subs then just walked around town. when i got home ryan called and asked me if i wanted to go to the state fair. we had soo much fun and i even got out of riding the ferris wheel. bumper cars are like real life though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we just ate a bunch of junk food and i came home. exciting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt; we went to noon mass and then to the library to get &lt;a href="www.houseofleaves.com"&gt;house of leaves&lt;/a&gt; (possibly the best book ever writen) so i can read it again for english class. i also had to pick up some boys undershirts to wear to school because my shirts apparently are  &lt;em&gt;"inappropriate"&lt;/em&gt;  for school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... thats about it. i was supposed to go to youth group with han tonight but my mother is a communist. oh well i got algie II done early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;school tomorrow. blahh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the boring. now that schools started, i just cant help myself.&lt;br /&gt;later players&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106117007643388024?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106117007643388024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106117007643388024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106117007643388024' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106082314438988134</id><published>2003-08-13T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T15:57:00.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>allll right&lt;br /&gt;requested upon popular demand: MY SCHEDULE&lt;br /&gt;yay (if there was any way possible to make that "yay" as least enthuastic as possible, insert that emotion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. English- all i can say is that mrs. huf&lt;strong&gt;FINE&lt;/strong&gt;  (as s&amp;s like to refer to her as) (o ya s&amp;s are seth and scotch btw.. sorry its my new lingo) and i are gonna get along great. as far as the first day of school came, she was a total spaz. just like yours truly. charming. she also loves movies and who doesnt love movies. on top of all that she is uncanningly good at english and actually &lt;strong&gt;KNOWS&lt;/strong&gt; what she's teaching,... unlike other faculty at twhs (keeping mouth closed for s&amp;s's sake) good pick, tri-west adminastrative department. o ya i have friends in this class. thank god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Foods- one of the most interesting parts of my day (this is excluding the announcement that we had an under-age felon in tri-west the FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL... uhm.. big suprise??) i sat by carlena moses and we continued to laugh at Gartland's voice AND strong appearence to that of an extra munchkin from the wizard of ozz. oh ya matt lindsay sat in front of us and kept me entertained by talking about his room with the mary kate and ashley motif... tab+ovens=big trouble. watch your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Chemistry- Good Lord. this class is gonna blow. i was the biggest suck up to slye possible (and still not tipping ali's scales) because i need as much help as possible in this class. ok i'll give myself credit... (1)science is my best class (not counting english.. because.. who really USES english in real life??) and (2) when she was talking about the math part i was pretending like i was the little engine that could in my head..you know,... i think i can i think i can. lets see how long that lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Algebra II- just take this equation and see if things sound ok... Dorrell+crazy greatful dead bears ties-swimming+classroom settingX3 periods a day+lots of annoying kids like cameron alexander+his already animated expressions when he gets mad=a very very longggg year &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Health ED- ok. this is one thing i've been let down over. pieck (ate a pie, got sick) is a bia. there goes our hope for ever having fun in swimming this year, girls. oh yeah dont ever tell her you have the same shirt as her or she'll act even more uppity towards you. dont even mention the fact that youre a swimmer. just dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. French II- i love those  rifle-droppers. we might go to quebec!! yay. i love canadians too. nothing says "hospitable" like maple syrup and open borders. plus their outlandish accents with the hoooses and the frequent come-back of "hoser". this almost makes up for the less than perfect year this year. ok ok i AM glad we have a new teacher, but i'm constantly missing one of madame dille's smart-alec remarks about the retarded-ness we have in our school/class. we have to shape YOUR MOM (EXCUSE ME, YOUR MOM) into shape or i'm gonna get in even more trouble in class this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. ahh last period. theatre none the less. my dramatic side came out when alicia forgot my birthday.. ok she was off by one day but shes alicia. i gotta love her. nonetheless, seth caught it almost as soon as i did and reminded me that HE knew my birthday. yes, seth. that DOES make me want to be your friend even more. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check you cool cats later&lt;br /&gt;t &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106082314438988134?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106082314438988134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106082314438988134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106082314438988134' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106065740021590884</id><published>2003-08-11T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T20:03:20.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o ya locker 164 combination 33-19-1&lt;br /&gt;why did i post that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106065740021590884?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106065740021590884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106065740021590884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106065740021590884' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106065736275469314</id><published>2003-08-11T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T20:02:42.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK OK!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of repeated demands:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****MY SCHEDULE****&lt;br /&gt;SEM. 1&lt;br /&gt;1. english&lt;br /&gt;2. COOKING&lt;br /&gt;3. Chemistry... BLAH&lt;br /&gt;4. Algebra II&lt;br /&gt;5. Health&lt;br /&gt;6. French II&lt;br /&gt;7. THEATRE- ya baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEM. 2&lt;br /&gt;1. Chemistry... FIRST THING IN THE MORNING (its a conspiracy im telling you)&lt;br /&gt;2. Speech&lt;br /&gt;3. Keyboard.. w/b szewc..... (i told you i'd be back..)&lt;br /&gt;4. French II&lt;br /&gt;5. English&lt;br /&gt;6. Theatre.. another sigh of relief&lt;br /&gt;7. Algebra II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there ya go kiddos&lt;br /&gt;smiles!&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106065736275469314?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106065736275469314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106065736275469314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106065736275469314' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106056697209876573</id><published>2003-08-10T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-10T18:56:12.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy&lt;br /&gt;ok im back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last night:&lt;/strong&gt; i went to my grandmas and basically slept the whole time!! (&lt;em&gt;EXCITING&lt;/em&gt;,  huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this morning:&lt;/strong&gt; well i went to sleep  &lt;em&gt;tres&lt;/em&gt;  early last night b/c i was supposed to get up and go to 9am mass but... apparently that plan was canceled and was rearranged to 12 mass. sigh. so. then we went shopping after church and.. i got stuff. omg.  i&lt;strong&gt; swear im a freaking spending nutcase&lt;/strong&gt;.  what the heck is up with me?? i was UPSET because i hadnt bought anything within an hour of our trip. so i went to von maur and cleared up that little mess....&lt;br /&gt;i got new hoochie it jeans from von maur and a cool shirt, a new bikini from pac sun, and some uber crazy shoes from journeys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;there goes my money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. the&lt;strong&gt;n the rest of the day i was out by the pool getting my new suit to love me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im here. &lt;br /&gt;now im not.&lt;br /&gt;ciao kiddos!&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106056697209876573?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106056697209876573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106056697209876573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106056697209876573' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106046105630739928</id><published>2003-08-09T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-09T13:30:56.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even remember what today is.&lt;br /&gt;saturday. right.&lt;br /&gt;whoo im just a lot out of things. i got up at 10ish and we cleaned till 1130 and then tammy came over. then tammy and i drove MY CAR (good lord) to get it cleaned by the TDUB (spelled backwards right megs?) cheerleaders (hey gotta support my school) and then i drove home and just existed for the rest of the day. exciting, non?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday: (friday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning:  ok well my brother had to have toe surgery b/c his toe is honestly the nastiest thing i've ever seen. since spring break-ish its been oozing stuff and the toenail is so disguisting. so he finally had the toenail removed yesterday morning so i dont really have to look at it anymore&lt;br /&gt;afternoon:  my mom, my 2 cousins, and my brother and i all went to go see freaky friday. i was a little hesitant at first but its a good movie. i laughed. i cried. i want the soundtrack! for disney (AND jamie lee curtis) its good. jamie really needs to do something with her hair though. ick. then bart and i went to best buy and i had like 195830434780 cds that i really want now but i know i cant get them until my next paycheck (which, ironically i got today. meaning saturday. oh crap im confused) then we came home&lt;br /&gt;late afternoon: i fell asleep watching tv, then my mom woke me up and took josh and i to hannah redmans house b/c she was having a party. that was fun but i was soooo tired&lt;br /&gt;night: came home. tried to sleep but couldnt so i listened to jewel. oh wow the saddest song in the world its called the painters -by jewel. it is just so beautiful and touching and sad, i dunno. but heres me: in my bed at like 1230 listening to this song and crying my eyes out. oh well listen to it. its from the pieces of you cd (veryyyy good cd. ive had it for a lonng lonng time and it still ranks in the top 10)&lt;br /&gt;ok well im out, i think im done&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106046105630739928?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106046105630739928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106046105630739928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106046105630739928' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106030503890382236</id><published>2003-08-07T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T18:10:38.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey! &lt;br /&gt;ok heres my story:&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up at like 11..it was &lt;em&gt;sooooo&lt;/em&gt;  nice to sleep in. then i left to go to t-dub for stuff w/ student council. it took so long to decorate all those doors but it was semi-fun. seth and scotch are just the same as we left them. megs was there too and i love that girl. shes so amusing. then i came home and went on a walk and listened to the &lt;a href="http://www.thewallflowers.com"&gt;wallflowers&lt;/a&gt; all day. i really love them. now theryre on the &lt;a href="http://www.wttsfm.com"&gt;radio!!&lt;/a&gt; ironic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then when i got home my mom told me she was gonna skinny dip in the pool. &lt;strong&gt;enough said.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm nothing much else happened. boring day. tomorrow i go to han's with josh! im really excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im out kids!&lt;br /&gt;CIAO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106030503890382236?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106030503890382236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106030503890382236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106030503890382236' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106021523124956999</id><published>2003-08-06T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-06T17:13:51.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok ok sorry for the short post last night but i was talking to josh and you know how that goes...&lt;br /&gt;so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday:&lt;/strong&gt;  i worked all day then han called me and shes like hey wanna go out to eat and im like sure. so then i get semi-ready and get ready to go and my dad is like where are you going?&lt;br /&gt;i say: out to eat&lt;br /&gt;well he goes crazy and asks 10000000 questions and many of them multiple times after i respond "i dunno" EVERY time he asks them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIGH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... we had a LOT of fun. i really didnt know how much i missed hanging out with all those guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then: i came home and just talked to josh. &lt;strong&gt;suprised i didnt hear about THAT one yet...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;strong&gt;TODAY:&lt;/strong&gt;  it was my veryyy last day of work for the summer and very emotional. i think i'm gonna miss &lt;strong&gt;shawn &lt;/strong&gt; (aka jean) the most.. because she is just an awesome person. she totally understands everything im going through right now and &lt;em&gt;ANYTIME&lt;/em&gt;  and always has really good advice because she already knows how it is. plus: she likes bush. &lt;strong&gt;you cant be bad if you like bush!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to walmart and saw josh atkinson there and that kid is so funny. lol great story huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright now im home.. and tres bored. if you want to do anything avec moi, give me a call!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*CANT WAIT FOR FRIDAY*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;song of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; Life on a chain- Pete Yorn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106021523124956999?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106021523124956999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106021523124956999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106021523124956999' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106014837287013229</id><published>2003-08-05T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-05T22:39:32.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went out to eat with han ann and kearsen&lt;br /&gt;then i came home and talked to josh&lt;br /&gt;the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106014837287013229?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106014837287013229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106014837287013229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106014837287013229' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-106003082347032711</id><published>2003-08-04T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-04T14:00:47.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;ok ok im sorry for the total spaz-out the other day, i just really dont like it when people make fun of the people who are closest to me.  &lt;strong&gt;*subject dropped*&lt;/strong&gt;  (with stars)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marissa:&lt;/strong&gt;  hey girl its fine. that whole alicia thing wasnt directed just to you, just in general for a reminder to EVERYONE. i really appretiate it that you took it out of your blog and i'm sorry if i came off a little too mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cant wait for school to start. i think im gonna work for 4 more days and then get off the day before school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i got to talk to josh again so im &lt;em&gt;semi&lt;/em&gt; -calmed down again... he just makes me happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well-p im just now getting off work and looking for stuff to do.. its so &lt;strong&gt;flipping hot up here &lt;/strong&gt; (hotter than w/ loner and ash!) and i think im gonna go! &lt;br /&gt;later&lt;br /&gt;tabi&lt;br /&gt;p.s... check this out.. its &lt;a href="http://www.homestarrunner.com"&gt;HILARIOUS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-106003082347032711?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106003082347032711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/106003082347032711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106003082347032711' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-105988313606543569</id><published>2003-08-02T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T20:58:55.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hmm..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those of you that &lt;strong&gt;DO&lt;/strong&gt; care...i have a few statements i feel are necessary to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;alicia is my friend.&lt;/strong&gt;  she is an awesome person. she is the only person i can tell &lt;strong&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/strong&gt;  to and she is the best person on the inside. yes, she has her faults, but &lt;strong&gt;SO DO YOU&lt;/strong&gt;.  if you feel the need to compare her to anyone, make fun of her, or try to cut her down as a person in any way, please try to get to know the &lt;em&gt;REAL&lt;/em&gt;  her. she has had a rough life and im not going to stand here and let people talk down to her like a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;yes&lt;/strong&gt;,  i do have my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;that includes &lt;/strong&gt;making my own decisions, making what ever friends i want to, calling myself whatever i want, speaking however i would wish to, etc. etc. im not going to try to make other people feel bad anymore. &lt;strong&gt;im over that now and i'm trying to grow up.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;im not bulemic&lt;/strong&gt;,  nor do i ever wish to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;yes, i am trying to change myself&lt;/strong&gt;, but for the better. there is &lt;strong&gt;NO REASON &lt;/strong&gt; to try to make yourself look better than anyone else by &lt;em&gt;Any&lt;/em&gt;  means, be it through making them feel worse about theirselves, talking behind backs, etc etc. i'm trying to give everyone an equal chance, espically people that i have not been very nice to in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOBODY makes fun of my friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  nobody. yes. i know who my friends are. leave them alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have a &lt;em&gt;WONDERFUL&lt;/em&gt;  day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TABI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-105988313606543569?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/105988313606543569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/105988313606543569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105988313606543569' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-105986444503875763</id><published>2003-08-02T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T15:47:25.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people.&lt;br /&gt;today was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tres&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  busy. We had chrissy's baby shower at our house and it was so frantic and awesome and fun all at once. well my clostrophobia kicked in b/c there were 40 people inside my house at once so i had to go sit down before i went crazy. but other than that it was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i let the &lt;strong&gt;afro&lt;/strong&gt; loose today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also... i just got back from walmart (i &lt;strong&gt;begged&lt;/strong&gt; my mom to let me go) and so i did and i got this new lip gloss stuff that tastes like champagne...hmm i wonder if i could get drunk on it. lol im jp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;a href="http://jtizzle.blogspot.com"&gt;jessi &lt;/a&gt;informed me that i "giggled at things that i say that arent funny in the least bit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suck it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to probably go out to eat. tomorrow im going out with &lt;a href="http://irishfemme.blogspot.com"&gt;Meg&lt;/a&gt; to go tubing! im so excited and stuff. (great vocabulary i know) so you might not get parler avec moi! *tears* (sorry kara no stars right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au revoir,&lt;br /&gt;tabi (nadine II)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-105986444503875763?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/105986444503875763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/105986444503875763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105986444503875763' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-105978900880509405</id><published>2003-08-01T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-01T18:50:55.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blogger&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:HaloScan('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;');"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;postCount('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;'); &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blogger&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-105978900880509405?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/105978900880509405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/105978900880509405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105978900880509405' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-105978810183084203</id><published>2003-08-01T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-01T18:35:32.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-105978810183084203?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/105978810183084203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/105978810183084203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105978810183084203' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-105978687936756213</id><published>2003-08-01T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-01T18:14:39.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Today...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up from spending the night at alis with ali and nicole and we had a blast.... (SMELLS LIKE TURKEY..) lol ok so then i went home at like 1-ish and decided to take a shower (finally! lol) what i found was not very pretty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR THOSE OF YOU WITH WEAK CONSTITUTIONS, AND/OR YOU ARE A MALE, PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS PARAGRAPH. READERS ARE AT YOUR OWN RISK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started my period. blah.&lt;br /&gt;ok ok yes i &lt;em&gt;KNOW&lt;/em&gt; in advance when it will happen and i &lt;em&gt;KNOW&lt;/em&gt; that its coming and you would think that i already have the expectations of the crappiness i would feel all day, but alas, i do not. so i take about 4 pain killers, grab the heating pad, lots of food (a &lt;strong&gt;MUST&lt;/strong&gt;) and get in the recliner with a full day of jerry springer in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok i still look like complete ass at this point so, of course &lt;strong&gt;SOMEBODY&lt;/strong&gt; has to see me. i hear the doorbell but for fear of people looking at me in the sunlight i let my dad get it. WELL... it was loner and sankey so i was excited. i gave loner a tour of my house and we just sat up at my like 100 degree upstairs and just talked for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i gotta go now. im at my uncles in southern indy dropping off my brother and just visiting. i'll talk to yall tomorrow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-105978687936756213?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/105978687936756213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/105978687936756213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105978687936756213' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-105969194203695882</id><published>2003-07-31T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-31T15:52:21.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>song of the day: Disarm by The Smashing Pumpkins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-105969194203695882?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/105969194203695882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/105969194203695882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105969194203695882' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-105968971721921540</id><published>2003-07-31T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-31T15:15:17.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey! ok... i just got back from student council like an hour ago. it actually was very nice to get back into the groove of everything.. i really missed it, no matter how much i denied that i did. i have a lot of ideas for our float and we really need to get people together. we are a class. a class of idiots, nonetheless, but a class. we need to work together and its not for one person, its for us all. i think i just realized this today and im so hyped up for school to start its not even jokable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok woah tab. lighten up on school spirit (yes school spirit. i said it. get over it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight im going out with my parents and we're gonna have chineese food. *random chineese music in the background* actually, the thing i hate most about chineese resteraunts is the fact that they have those huge fish tanks with LIVE fish swimming around in it and theyre the nastiest things ive ever seen. i am forced to look at that tank while im eating and its just not the same after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a mood at the moment (for all those who care) and i just want to be by myself tonight. and tomorrow night. and the night after that. and after that.... what im saying is im slowly turning into my introvert of a father and i dont want to be with anybody right now. so leave me alone. ...not that you would call me in the first place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS *deep sigh* i just read that kara failed her liscense written test so i'm gonna go see what thats all about and probably just go downstairs and listen to music and think about how nice it is to be alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-105968971721921540?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/105968971721921540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/105968971721921540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105968971721921540' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-105962300791647144</id><published>2003-07-30T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T20:43:27.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK... so now that i semi-know what im doing... i'm going to ramble on incoherently. Today i had to work which is OH SO FUN. actually since wednesday is my last day of the week that i have to work, it kinda seems like friday, which kinda reminds me of partying. oh wait. all i did when i got home was watch La Femme Nikkita (very good french flick, look into it), fall asleep, give swimming lessons (poor kids), fall asleep again, eat, and sleep some more. Yes i know. i am going to be sooo out of shape for dry-land training in the fall but you know what? screw that. its still summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we have that student council meeting to go to. im not very excited to dive right into talking about homecoming ALREADY but whatever. maybe i wont be as hyped up homecoming week since im not president anymore and im NOT bitter... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss everybody so much. everyone come back. i go to josh's house on friday after i play softball with his mom so it should be an all around interesting day. lol for everyone who knows what im talking about.. but tonight hes at his friends house so this is why i have so much time to do all this nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;ok i think im gonna get outta here and find out how to do some more stuff! come post (when i find out how to do it) and keep coming in!&lt;br /&gt;LATER YOU PLAYERS!&lt;james!&lt;br /&gt;tabi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-105962300791647144?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/105962300791647144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/105962300791647144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105962300791647144' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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-5632087.post-105962241191077923</id><published>2003-07-30T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T20:33:31.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey.. Just got this so i could be one of the cool kids. welcome to my life. im just testing it now so be patient! Be right back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632087-105962241191077923?l=sexiplexi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/105962241191077923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632087/posts/default/105962241191077923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexiplexi.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105962241191077923' title=''/><author><name>Tabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05213384391951759534</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>
