<?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-8337846445920609963</id><updated>2011-12-10T18:07:54.963-08:00</updated><category term='Journey to Self Discovery =)'/><category term='Totally out of Control'/><category term='Bshae ;)'/><category term='Random Thoughts =)'/><category term='Attention Problem of Mine ;)'/><title type='text'>This and that Ya'll</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-1887710060545098381</id><published>2011-12-10T17:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T18:07:54.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHO WANTS TO KNOW WHAT I'VE BEEN DOING?&amp;nbsp; OH..nobody. Figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vOw5Bn6aQf0/TuQP_xVZOEI/AAAAAAAAAPs/UpeS057o9Lg/s1600/college-finals-sex-friends-study-college-ecards-someecards.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vOw5Bn6aQf0/TuQP_xVZOEI/AAAAAAAAAPs/UpeS057o9Lg/s320/college-finals-sex-friends-study-college-ecards-someecards.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have spent the last 4 months studying my little life away..I think I whined about that on my last post.&amp;nbsp; Well welll...finals are next week and I will be done studying...until next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has ruined my social life.&amp;nbsp; I have a few friends that take it upon themselves to get angry that I read my books instead of hanging out with them.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;gave my opinion on that very quick. Who even says that?&amp;nbsp; Some prob read this blog...yah..who says that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't have a boyfriend, but I have found the time to kick ass on the dating website that I just love.&amp;nbsp; All the guys on there are major gentleman...NOT.OH wait..I think Ive talked about this before.&amp;nbsp; Yah still getting weiner pics.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple months ago I lost some weight...don't worry it wasnt lost for long...I FOUND IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my good friends is going through a really bad divorce so I have spending a lot of time trying to get ahold of her.&amp;nbsp; Kim Kardashian..yall might know her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer enjoy facebook because people are too crybaby'ish and make me want to say mean things ..and I dont say mean things so I just try to stay off the whole deal.&amp;nbsp; I get on there only to stalk people that I need to know things about at the moment.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the more I think about that...SHIT I COMPLAIN A LOT.&amp;nbsp; I need to work on that.&amp;nbsp; I dont even talk about anything good anymore..my life is getting dull.&amp;nbsp; I bet this is because I'm becoming a lady.&amp;nbsp; Nahh Doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and my ex Dr. Fingerbang....got married.&amp;nbsp; Yah.&amp;nbsp; I knowwww.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal for the next week is to catch up on everything I have done for the past year.&amp;nbsp; Ahhhhhhh...try to contain yourselves ;)&lt;br /&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/8337846445920609963-1887710060545098381?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/1887710060545098381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2011/12/who-wants-to-know-what-ive-been-doing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/1887710060545098381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/1887710060545098381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2011/12/who-wants-to-know-what-ive-been-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vOw5Bn6aQf0/TuQP_xVZOEI/AAAAAAAAAPs/UpeS057o9Lg/s72-c/college-finals-sex-friends-study-college-ecards-someecards.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-5348008693465539630</id><published>2011-09-30T19:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T19:20:05.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So this is what its like.</title><content type='html'>It was expected. I knew it was going to be like this.. I knew it was gonna get harder. I knew I was going to have to give up more shit.  I knew I was going to become anxious and possibly a little moody (not too bad). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am overwhelmed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.. I have bit off more than I can chew.  (no pun intended to my ability to eat all day) &lt;br /&gt;It is only the end of September and I am already freakishly freaked out about what i am doing.  I mess things up, I cant remember anything, I am a hot mess.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a baby for complaining.. sometimes I just want to scream as loud as I can.. And welllll i do.  But only when driving on the interstate. Its amazing.. Nobody looks because nobody can hear it.  Do it.. It helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. I have alot going on. And it sucks.. But it is soo worth it and i have learned that things arent going to change.. This is how it is going to be for awhile.  I have no choice but to take deep breaths every chance I get and remind myself that..uhhh I got this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-5348008693465539630?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/5348008693465539630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-this-is-what-its-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/5348008693465539630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/5348008693465539630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-this-is-what-its-like.html' title='So this is what its like.'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-894645160198553614</id><published>2011-07-30T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T16:38:37.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing important</title><content type='html'>I had a post that I wrote from my cellphone. I dont know where it went, but it was good.  I dont even remember what it was about, but it was good. Speaking of cellphone, I tried to do the jailbreak thing..should have done that with supervision.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..summer is almost over.  22 days until school starts. 22 effin days until I start doing that no sleep constant reading and looking at pictures of body parts..some just for fun.  Its so amazing how fast school has gone by, even though I am not close to being done.  But what I have accomplished has gone by fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My intelligence is out of control.  I have learned so much about myself over the past few years.  Not only do I have looks, but I really do have brains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that I am a strong person.  Hands down...a very strong person.  There have been a lot of tough things happen to me in the past few years and it has made me realize that I can handle anything.  Pretty much anything..try me.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now watch me have a nervous breakdown tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined a dating website.  I have seen more penis pictures since I joined than I have in my entire life.  Do I like them? Of course I do. My reply to the guys...OHHH WOW that is soooooo cute!!! They love that response.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My profile specifically says I do not want to cyber..and guys still message with sexual propositions or whatever you call something like that.  Asking if they can stick something somewhere and I tell them only if I can stick something in somewhere of theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna find a boyfriend with this attitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-894645160198553614?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/894645160198553614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2011/07/nothing-important.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/894645160198553614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/894645160198553614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2011/07/nothing-important.html' title='Nothing important'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-6088379834140093917</id><published>2011-04-24T16:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T16:31:22.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CqHXPJJmQ5g/TbSyqfkJvYI/AAAAAAAAANM/j1bucYqYGvM/s1600/marilyn-monroe-quote2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CqHXPJJmQ5g/TbSyqfkJvYI/AAAAAAAAANM/j1bucYqYGvM/s400/marilyn-monroe-quote2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599296679825751426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?  Do you even know?  Would you change anything at all?  Is there something that you are thinking but if you say it out loud you would take it back because you don't want someone to know? &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are soo many things I want to change about myself..or things that I say I want to change.  And when I start thinking about how things would be if things were that way...and I think..uhhh nahh I dont wanna be like that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or how about something that you have done? Would you go back and change it? Of course there are things in my life that I would do differently, like my past relationship that I base everything in my life off of. &lt;em&gt;Huge mistake but anywaaays... &lt;/em&gt;I know that me and my ex were meant to be together, things happened the way they did because there was stuff we had to do.  Like I had to go to school and get an education and find out what I want from life, and he had to get a girl pregnant and should be having the baby soon..my reason makes sense..his ..not soo much.  We'll see.  I am a firm believer in the quote "everything happens for a reason"  I base everything I do on that.  If something is happening...theres a damn good reason for it..I may not see it now but I will someday, and I will be thankful.  I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing..thats really important.  I want to speak my mind.  I am extremely passive.  I rarely have an opinion on anything.  Or one that I speak out loud.  The more I think about it, I wonder about my beliefs.  What do I think? I really don't know.  My opinions are based entirely on the moment.  &lt;em&gt;It's almost like bipolar-opinionated-cluster-fuck disorder. &lt;/em&gt; Well that's what we will call it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The more I think about these things the more it makes me realize how there are people that want to be like me.  Careless. Laid back. Goofy at all times..never serious.  I am pretty facking cool.  Not gonna lie.  &lt;/em&gt;K Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-6088379834140093917?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/6088379834140093917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2011/04/changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/6088379834140093917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/6088379834140093917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2011/04/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CqHXPJJmQ5g/TbSyqfkJvYI/AAAAAAAAANM/j1bucYqYGvM/s72-c/marilyn-monroe-quote2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-2496045864924156286</id><published>2011-04-06T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T11:10:42.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I dunno</title><content type='html'>Meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the worst person at keeping stuff in order. I can trash a room in 2 minutes with one piece of paper.  I will forget what someone tells me while I'm still listening.  If it wasnt for my dad my bills would not get paid, not because of the money, I have that.  He writes checks and has me sign them.  Or makes me sit down at the computer to pay them. I'm like a 2 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am careless. Not in a disgusting way.  I care what I look like and what I do.  I am careless in a way that I uhh don't care.  I dont care about stuff.  Like anything.  A discussion in my psych class last night was about me..I dont cry.  I havent cried good in 6 years.  I know it is the prozac, and it's probably a good thing I am happy and fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I say it a million times...but maybe I should go off of my meds?  I do not know who I am.  My personality is drugged.  I don't feel things, I dont give a fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot lately about getting a boyfriend.  I dont have time for one at all.  And honestly I don't really want one..and not even to get married and have kids because I really don't think I am mother material.  I would be a good mom...but I dont think I want to be a mom.  If I get knocked up I am deleting this post so I don't look like an idiot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I even say that.  I could delete it.  But no.  Then you wouldnt get the full effect of all the thoughts in my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I work out now and stuff.  Not like real working out..but I have sweated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-2496045864924156286?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/2496045864924156286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-dunno.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/2496045864924156286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/2496045864924156286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-dunno.html' title='I dunno'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-2223860105116841129</id><published>2011-01-11T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T18:38:58.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh snap</title><content type='html'>I am quadruple-olar.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why have I not been arrested for some sort of anger problem.  But I dont get mad at things that are normal. I get mad over stupid stuff.  And not even really mad...just lil emotions like where you lock your teeth together and do that squeeze thing until your face turns a cool shade of purple/red and you do a weird shake thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes...I am still on Prozac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few things that pissed me off today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)The coffee pot at work has an unidentifiable leak in it...and only leaks all over the table on certain days.  Doesnt make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)I work with an elderly man that feels the need to talk to me alot.  I love him to death and usually on a good day we hang out all day.  Today..he was in my office a few too many times, saying our normal jokes where hes all like I'm gonna spank you if you're bad...and I'm all like you wish you could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) My office phone. Rang at least 74 million times today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)The DVR at my parents.   Best thing ever for them because I dont think they make VHS tapes anymore. &lt;br /&gt; Anyways...to make a short story long.&lt;br /&gt;My niece picks up a lot of awesome slang words from her awesome aunt. ME.&lt;br /&gt;I taught her to say "ohhh snap" when something is the shit.&lt;br /&gt;My dad loves this and he laughs uncontrollably a lot about it.&lt;br /&gt;There is a home makeover remodel salvage junk yard show that he dvr'd and the people on the show said "ohh snap"  twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sitting in the living room on my laptop working(facebook)...and I get summoned to the recliner room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just something I gotta see he says.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait..hold on..how is it you rewind.&lt;br /&gt;OH yah dad what are you showing me. &lt;br /&gt;Just Wait. Listen.&lt;br /&gt;And there it is....freakin hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt you just tell me they said "ohh snap" twice in the whole 30 minute show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will refrain from whining anymore.  Thank you blog for giving me a place to BITCH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-2223860105116841129?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/2223860105116841129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-snap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/2223860105116841129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/2223860105116841129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-snap.html' title='Oh snap'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-7555339157962906657</id><published>2011-01-09T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T09:36:45.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not in order.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TSnyFTf31KI/AAAAAAAAANA/x7DQdTi75rM/s1600/fred_flintstone-5303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TSnyFTf31KI/AAAAAAAAANA/x7DQdTi75rM/s400/fred_flintstone-5303.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560241387912811682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already 2011. I am totally looking forward to this year.  I am making everything about myself. ( I kinda already do that..pretty much)  But I always heae people say that ..."this is the year of ME" Lol whatevers.&lt;br /&gt;But for reals yall..this year I really am gonna focus on myself.  I've got some issues that I need to deal with.  My brain is the major thing,  I am literally nuts.  I can't do anything, my ADHD/bipolarcraziness is taking over my life.  And I dont mean that in an awwwww you poor thang...I mean it in a damn wtf why do I let this control my life kinda way.  I am on meds and I still am a super unorganized, forgetful, airheaded can't finish anything kinda girl.  Anyone have any advice to make my adhd go away?  Maybe a website or even better an iphone app? (apps control my life) (obviously not well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is there any way maybe possibly this is all in my head? Maybe I forget stuff by choice? And I cant think straight because I dont want to?  Am I forcing myself to ruin my life and I dont even know it? Is there an app to find out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I'm watching the Flintstones movie and never realized Orson from desperate housewives is Freds boss.  Anyways...school starts in a week and I should probably get my ass in gear ...considering I will be taking 20 hours this semester...and working my full-time job.  Does that sound insane...I THINK SO.  Maybe I'm just whiney and it really isn't gonna be that hard.  I can obviously handle it.  &lt;br /&gt;Yabba dabba DOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another thing, I have started a diet.  Like a real one.  Not one of those ones where you work out...but just eat 1200 or less calories a day.  HARDEST THING EVER.  I track my calories on my Iphone cause my iphone controls everything in my life.  Where would I be without that thing...I have an alarm to wake me up in the morning, to remind me to grab my purse, to take my medicine, to do stuff at work. yadddy yadda...theres an app for everything.  And the diet app that I am using is &lt;a href="http://www.myfitnesspal.com/iphone"&gt;MyFitnessPal&lt;/a&gt;.  Love it, it tells me what I'm gonna weigh in a few weeks if I eat like I've been eating.  I like that.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;P.S. I went to my friends kids birthday party yesterday, aka cake and ice cream.  I didnt put that on my tracker cause I'm a big FAT LIAR to my fitness pal.  But we are pals, it will be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND BY THE WAY....This bird and fish thing lately is freaking me out to a point that I cant even research it.  AND I literally research everything.  WILD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-7555339157962906657?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/7555339157962906657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2011/01/not-in-order.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/7555339157962906657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/7555339157962906657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2011/01/not-in-order.html' title='Not in order.'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TSnyFTf31KI/AAAAAAAAANA/x7DQdTi75rM/s72-c/fred_flintstone-5303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-2544149934337082701</id><published>2010-12-31T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T17:24:28.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TR6BuV6tsGI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Xe2_vHFmpGw/s1600/166472_498995949136_519169136_5654806_1559675_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TR6BuV6tsGI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Xe2_vHFmpGw/s400/166472_498995949136_519169136_5654806_1559675_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557021623379144802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I'M BAAACK FOR REAL!!! PROMISE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-2544149934337082701?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/2544149934337082701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/2544149934337082701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/2544149934337082701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TR6BuV6tsGI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Xe2_vHFmpGw/s72-c/166472_498995949136_519169136_5654806_1559675_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-2416292431065973356</id><published>2010-09-17T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T07:16:15.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short n sweeeeeet and no point ...heyyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TJov3BdugtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/U4WuMXjI3Cw/s1600/i%27ve%2520gone%2520to%2520find%2520myself_150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TJov3BdugtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/U4WuMXjI3Cw/s320/i%27ve%2520gone%2520to%2520find%2520myself_150.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519776915628393170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow oh wow..have I actully been busy. I dont even think I could sum my past few weeks up in one post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School..School...School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what my life consists of at all times...I dont even have time to get laid (ill blame it on that ok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And technically I've become pretty facking boring. Im not even fun anymore (SIIIIIKE)...but when I get a chance I dont even want to go anywhere.  How superlame..whats up couch potato..right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a birthday a few weeks ago...26...yah...I'll talk about it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...Random ramble..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever have one of those moments when you feel like you are looking in on your life and you're not really in it? It's a show...and you're watching it and you're all like ...seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saying "OUT OF MY MIND" &lt;br /&gt;yup thats me....&lt;br /&gt;I'm just lost...&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I'm depressed...I'm very happy no doubt..but I just need something..don't know what. But I'm looking for shit...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-2416292431065973356?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/2416292431065973356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/09/short-n-sweeeeeet-and-no-point-heyyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/2416292431065973356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/2416292431065973356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/09/short-n-sweeeeeet-and-no-point-heyyyy.html' title='Short n sweeeeeet and no point ...heyyyy'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TJov3BdugtI/AAAAAAAAAMo/U4WuMXjI3Cw/s72-c/i%27ve%2520gone%2520to%2520find%2520myself_150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-7919572971792118204</id><published>2010-08-23T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T09:09:40.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school fool :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/THKb_mBsxqI/AAAAAAAAAMU/VB98s3LNybI/s1600/walmart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/THKb_mBsxqI/AAAAAAAAAMU/VB98s3LNybI/s400/walmart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508636811069277858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to get soo excited about school starting. Back when school was fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems I had ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I gonna sit beside at lunch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bag of chips am I going to buy for "snack"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess...should I read goosebumps or play red rover red rover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where am I going to ride my bike to after school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT...spelling test every friday??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that bitch have the same trapper keeper as me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alphabetical order? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pencil pouch or pencil box?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW&lt;/strong&gt; crayons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things just arent that simple anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday..I headed out to the local walmart to pick up some school supplies ..notebook paper and notebooks, basic shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a PLANNER..because my goal is to be extremely organized this semester because if I dont get straight A's I'm pretty much screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fill up my buggy with all my shaat..and head to the checkout..&lt;br /&gt;And for some dumbass reason the planner I wanted was recalled...the cashier named Matt could have explained that. But no he wanted to just throw it in his bin under the register and say I CANT SELL THIS TO YOU!!! So I'm all smartass'd and say BUT IM 21?? he said no .. I really cant sell it to you.  Why not Matt?? Because it's recalled.  But its a notebook? I'm not gonna choke on it? Are you just having a bad day matt??  No...I'm not selling it to you.  MATT...I need to talk to a manager you are RUDE.  No I'm not MAM.  Yes you are MATT.  You are being horribly rude to be and you are not friendly at all..and if you work at walmart its part of the damn job.  This went on for about 6-7 minutes until I was done being mean to him.  I don't know what got into me.  My friends thought it was entertaining...and I think they are sorta scared of me now..cause they know I dont take shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-7919572971792118204?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/7919572971792118204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school-fool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/7919572971792118204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/7919572971792118204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school-fool.html' title='Back to school fool :)'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/THKb_mBsxqI/AAAAAAAAAMU/VB98s3LNybI/s72-c/walmart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-7670006981138070227</id><published>2010-07-22T06:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T07:01:46.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TEhPLBiJ0WI/AAAAAAAAAME/sov25vjZtSA/s1600/big_text_for_free.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TEhPLBiJ0WI/AAAAAAAAAME/sov25vjZtSA/s400/big_text_for_free.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496730396014530914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First of all&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am here with breaking news......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Dr. Fingerbang are over.  I went in the other day..and he just had the biggest attitude and Im just not dealing with that.  If he wants to call and apologize ..Im willing to give him a second chance.  U g h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another random thought...I know I'm extremely friendly..and I talk to more people than I should..about things I shouldnt talk to them about..but hey thats what makes me the bomb...well at least the lady in wendys drive thru thinks that i guess.  When I get wendys for lunch ..I go to the same one down the street every time.  Same girl has worked there since ive been up here in the hood...blah blah blah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday going through get my spicy chicken sandwich with just cheese and lettuce:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ol girl:  that will $6.something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: here ya go...how are you today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ol girl: im good..ready to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: i hear ya ..me too (i never have cash..takes a second for my debit to go through..it gets denied alot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ol girl: oh shooot girl let me tell you...my ol man got a job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: thats good to hear...can i get some extra ketchup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ol girl: but i tell you what...he been actin all fishy since he got his first check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: uh oh thats not good..who are you again???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ol girl: mm hmmm...ever since he got that first check he be acting like he aint gonna be paying no bills..well I tell you what..his cell phone gon be cut off by the end of the day if I dont see some of that money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: oh goodness...you did tell them no tomato on my spicy chicken right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ol girl: mmm hmm thas right you better ba'lee dat. no man gonna mess with me like dat.  Ill be getting some of that check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: i hear ya girl...welp see ya later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ol girl: byeee hun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-7670006981138070227?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/7670006981138070227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/07/first-of-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/7670006981138070227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/7670006981138070227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/07/first-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TEhPLBiJ0WI/AAAAAAAAAME/sov25vjZtSA/s72-c/big_text_for_free.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-8643826213491374896</id><published>2010-07-16T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T12:56:38.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH EM G...i sooo already knew that ...she has it on her fb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TFR_6XO4E0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/xrTPjeoWLyg/s1600/facebook+stalking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TFR_6XO4E0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/xrTPjeoWLyg/s400/facebook+stalking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500161685571769154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACEBOOK&lt;/strong&gt;...a way to connect or a way to stay connected.  And by stay connected I mean...just to know stuff. I remember back in 1967 when I started my myspace page...had a hell of a peace sign background. My default pic was never a mirror reflection shot because I was a lot cooler than that.  Myspace was so much better than AOL profiles...if you can think all the way back to 1943 when maritul status revolved around who wrote you a note and gave it to you in the hallway that day.  Or those damn codes you had to put in there to change all the colors...and my name looked like this ~*~*~*~*~*Misty Dawn*~*~*~*~*~. &lt;br /&gt;But FACEBOOK...much more classy.  You dont have to decorate it. It is straight to the point, status update what the hell you are doing, make it look like your life is interesting...maybe you actully have some stuff going on that you want people to know about.  Ya never know...some people have good shit happening to them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I on the other hand...rarely do.  Actully that is a lie..my life is probably more interesting than most...I have a lot of drama.  But I choose not to share this information with my friends on facebook.  &lt;br /&gt;Now about that...I call them my friends.  To date..I have 597 friends on facebook.  I know every single one of them too.  I'm so popular.  But I think I should say that I know &lt;strong&gt;of&lt;/strong&gt; them.  Some.. I'm very close with...most..not. &lt;br /&gt;Why do you get on facebook? Is it because, you like to catch up with old friends, look at pictures of their families and see what all they have accomplished? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR........&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to stalk people? I'm going with this option.  Sure I care about how people are...but ur my friend on facebook..so your obviously alive.  Good enough for me.  &lt;br /&gt;But lets get to the dirt...are you fighting with someone? but you wanna put..."you know who you are" and then you have to go look at someone elses page that you think they might be fighting with to see if their status says something like "grow up bitch"  And of course...the people that put "ohhhhh my gawww im soo tired of the drama in this town" bitch...tell us what your talking about.  you dont have to put names...just kinda want to know whos running their dicksuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you on facebook??? hmmmmmm...No reallllly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-8643826213491374896?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/8643826213491374896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-em-gi-sooo-already-knew-that-she-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/8643826213491374896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/8643826213491374896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-em-gi-sooo-already-knew-that-she-has.html' title='OH EM G...i sooo already knew that ...she has it on her fb'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TFR_6XO4E0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/xrTPjeoWLyg/s72-c/facebook+stalking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-5974021536302509660</id><published>2010-07-07T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T12:31:36.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random, Useless Thoughts..You're welcome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TDTVxKMArNI/AAAAAAAAAL8/IaYrCTl33QU/s1600/News-in-Pictures-July-23-29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TDTVxKMArNI/AAAAAAAAAL8/IaYrCTl33QU/s400/News-in-Pictures-July-23-29.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491248886196514002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok&lt;/strong&gt; I think it is time for me to give my input on a few things going on throughout the world today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start of with the most important...of course.. LiLo. Lindsay Lohan. We all know she got sentenced to 90 days in the slammer yesterday..for doing what? Not sure. I think it is because she is a crackwhore.  Maybe.  It was a very emotional time yesterday at the courthouse..she cried a lot.  Her friends were interviewed and said they havent seen her cry like that since "last call" at the bar last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEAT- yah its hot...really facking hot.  Every year it seems to be record breaking highs.  Such a good little conversation starter though..."damn its hot out there isnt it"  I say that to everyone that walks into my office..and continue to tell them I have my little space heater on under my desk because my footsies are cold.  Not funny to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oil spill- no comment...the reason why I say no comment is because I dont understand it.  If it can be explained please do Mr. BP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Twilight movie- Not sure which one it is.  But its all over the news and consumed my facebook timeline for quite some time.  People are still talking about it..my mom read the books and told me what happens at the end of the last book. Im good to go, and willing to ruin it for whoever wants me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'll shut up...buuuuuuuut&lt;br /&gt;I must comment on Jake and Vienna.&lt;br /&gt;I never watched the bachelorette or bachelor whichever one they were on.  But I watched that interview the other night where they talked about their breakup.  and boy oh boy did I notice how mature my breakup with doggydaddy was. seriously...i would so totally have made something up and say that was the reason they broke up..I cant believe ABC allowed that show to be on air. I was waiting for the principal to come in and give them redslips, detention, and call their parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUFF SAID&lt;br /&gt;(for now)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-5974021536302509660?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/5974021536302509660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/07/ok-i-think-it-is-time-for-me-to-give-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/5974021536302509660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/5974021536302509660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/07/ok-i-think-it-is-time-for-me-to-give-my.html' title='Random, Useless Thoughts..You&apos;re welcome!'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TDTVxKMArNI/AAAAAAAAAL8/IaYrCTl33QU/s72-c/News-in-Pictures-July-23-29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-5018402111890600592</id><published>2010-06-29T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T12:38:09.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here...and by the way..are your parents strict? I need a place to stay this weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TCpKbnB8CKI/AAAAAAAAALo/Q2CMgoqRvRM/s1600/highschool.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488280934098405538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TCpKbnB8CKI/AAAAAAAAALo/Q2CMgoqRvRM/s320/highschool.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ohh hey yall hey&lt;/span&gt;...wondering where I've been? pshh havent we all. I've been going through some mental issues..but as of right now I'm stable. It was touch and go there for awhile..and I could have quite possibly done things I'm not aware of. No..really. I honestly think I have had a mental breakdown on the inside..and it hasn't come out to the outside yet. Ok thats me whining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the beach last week...which was a much needed time away from my real life. Down there was just pretend life ..and I got to spend a lot of time with BB. And I also got a pretty kick ass tan...and a little bit of burn. The day I got burnt I walked around the condo telling people I had the flu...so they would feel sorry for me and my burn. How sad. I just wanted an aloe rub down from the pool boy ;) There wasnt one though. Fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note..I've started a weight loss competition kinda deal with my friend...she lives in tennessee..so the deal is ..whoever loses has to fly out to see the other one. I've gained 10 fucking pounds since we started. I'm officially a member of cheapflights.com now. damnit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the very important thing I would like to talk about is my new obsession. Pretty little liars. This show is great. Not sure what it is about the show but I am addicted..I even went and got the books. Havent read them yet...but I have them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part of the reason I may like this show is because it makes me feel like a freakin teenager...and who doesn't want to feel like a teenager? Being a teenager was my favorite time of my life. I mean hello &lt;a href="http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-way-turned-up-rap-song-in-case-you.html"&gt;Z24.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister had her 10 year class reunion this past weekend...and seeing her with all of her old friends really makes me miss my old friends and how much fun we used to have. Damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being a stoner and an alcoholic at the age of 16 was so cool. Seriously..we had so much facking fun ...half the stuff I do now doesnt even come close to being that fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isnt it weird how every group of friends has that one friends house that they can stay at and do whatever they want. I loved those kind of friends. I actully looked for friends like that. I was such a fuck up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am literally just rambling...maybe next post will be more interesting. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. Remember when I talked about my tanorexia...I had it in that picture. Triple dog dare you to guess which one I am!!! Badass...I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-5018402111890600592?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/5018402111890600592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/06/ohh-hey-yall-hey.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/5018402111890600592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/5018402111890600592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/06/ohh-hey-yall-hey.html' title='I&apos;m here...and by the way..are your parents strict? I need a place to stay this weekend'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/TCpKbnB8CKI/AAAAAAAAALo/Q2CMgoqRvRM/s72-c/highschool.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-5488282056399232587</id><published>2010-05-13T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T11:34:20.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey summertime... Ur cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/101766703808472685454/DrinksOnMe?authkey=Gv1sRgCImv4MmBoMXA-QE#5472302677303058402"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_aFuseG02LXA/S_GGSqARX-I/AAAAAAAAALk/a2qC9RovKdE/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" border="0" width="268" height="272" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHH Snap!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SWEET SUMMERTIME!!&lt;/span&gt; Thasss Right..aka NO SCHOOL.  Not much to do..trying to get a hobby.  Last summer my hobby was drinking...and a lot of drinking.  Last summer was so much fun.  Although I didnt get to go on the river at all...it was still fun.  I might have went and I was drunk sooo maybe I dont remember. Huge possibility.  Anyways..I think I'll have a few drinks this summer as well.  Not as much..cause I've really grown up in the past year.. and i know when to stop ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another hobby ..walking.  I started this yesterday..I walk to the bottom of my street and back.  I know right...good start.  Shut up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blogging..I'm also going to make it my goal to post everyday..because I know everyone is interested in my life.  It is interesting.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have my final grades yet and I'm dying to see my algebra grade.  I can barely add much less turn something into a quadratic form.  ula. stupid word anyways.  could have possibly failed my nutrition class too.  didn't do well on tests. Other than that..I got an A in my speech class.  That was a given.. I could get an A for running my mouth anyday.  I should have taught that class.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-5488282056399232587?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/5488282056399232587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey-summertime-ur-cute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/5488282056399232587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/5488282056399232587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey-summertime-ur-cute.html' title='Hey summertime... Ur cute'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_aFuseG02LXA/S_GGSqARX-I/AAAAAAAAALk/a2qC9RovKdE/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-4204457893208373738</id><published>2010-03-26T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:26:33.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They tried to make me go to rehab...I said NO like amy did</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt; I guess we alllll know what time it is. The season of hotness. Aka Boats and hoes! Beers...cookouts..flip flops..sunglasses..tanktops..and a TAN. &lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;OBOY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;This is a huge problem for me. I'm a tanorexic and im not go&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/S7Ora923siI/AAAAAAAAALE/ldl5iRkGOhY/s1600/tanning-goes-wrong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454892053445456418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/S7Ora923siI/AAAAAAAAALE/ldl5iRkGOhY/s400/tanning-goes-wrong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nna lie. I would give anything to be able to go to a tanning bed once a week..or eh whatever. But NO...after my first time..I'm hooked. If there was a rehab for this I would be the leader prob...the bitch that passes out the keychains when you make it a month or so without tanning, &lt;em&gt;Hi yall...My name is Misty. I'm 25 years old..I like to go out and fun with my fraaands and I like to lay in the cancer coffin when Im not doing that. I havent been in the tanning bed for at least 2 hours..and im feeling really good about it. I think im gonna be fine.&lt;/em&gt; Yes that would be me. Spray tans are really in now though..super hip ..so i hear. I just want to get naked in front of someone and make them uncomfortable. i like doing that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been MIA lately from my blog..so I'm sure yall are probably like...where the feck she at?? Well I have been busy ok. School is beating the shit out of me and my brain..and doing quite a little number on my face...I have black circles under my eyes that are dark enough to make you think I have track marks under my longsleeves. Silly...I dont shoot up...I snort that shit. Jusss kidding..Im just tired sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe if I could go to the tanning bed without becoming an addict I could not look like one&lt;/em&gt;. Does that make sense. Oh well I know what Im trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got put on Ritalin..which makes me a kick ass student..but makes me grind my teeth like crazy. Remember when I took all those tests awhile back?? These right &lt;a href="http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/1234-looney-street-apt-add.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Well yah..they declared me legally ADHD. So yah..I'm totally tossing the Bipolar diagnosis out the window..thats soo not true. if they try and say Im bipolar and I have to keep it on my record I will FLIP THE EFF OUT!!!!!!!!!!! jussss kidding. I will remain calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thasssss Right ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-4204457893208373738?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/4204457893208373738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/03/well-i-guess-we-alllll-know-what-time.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/4204457893208373738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/4204457893208373738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/03/well-i-guess-we-alllll-know-what-time.html' title='They tried to make me go to rehab...I said NO like amy did'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/S7Ora923siI/AAAAAAAAALE/ldl5iRkGOhY/s72-c/tanning-goes-wrong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-1296676789683381066</id><published>2010-03-12T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T13:44:11.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL THE WAY TURNED UP (rap song in case you arent fly)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When&lt;/span&gt; I was in highschool, I drove my dads car cause my parents wouldnt buy me one and I was wayy tooo busy with a social life to get a job and buy one myself. My dad had a kick ass car though..a cavalier. Not just a regular cavalier...a Z24. Yah ...thats right..burning rubber baby. It even had tinted windows..doesnt get much cooler than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm on this topic..I want to reminisce for just a bit. I smoked when I was in highschool...well I still smoke. But I'm talking ..reefer..wacky tobaccy..gonja..(sp) ya know..WEED MAN!! I never smoked in my dads car though...but booyyy oh boy...the febreze that is soaked into them seats could probably make ya pass out. My friends got questioned when they went home.."why do you smell so good?" " It was mostly from the cigs tho..they stink. And the only reason why you might be able to smell the weed is because I didnt inhale...and had to blow it in my shirt so nobody would know. Duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so, I was the freakin bomb in highschool. And in order to be cool..you had to blast the damn speakers out of daddys cavvy. The car was badass and all..but was missing one thing. A cd player. But..ya know what...thats ok. Cause I know how to make burnt tapes..and if you have a burnt tape with all the latest gangsta rap..with the bass turned up trebble down low..you might as well consider yourself A FUCKING BADASS!!!!! and by the way..my dad still has the z24 pimp ride...SORRY ladies..he's taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to my pet peeve...yah ill admit ..my high school habits are soooo 2000-and-late. Not to the people that are driving the "strip" in front of my office. All day long.. I hear BOOOM BOOOM BOOOM...and then the ohh soo embarassing DJ coming on the radio. BAHAHA get a cd player..LOSER..hell ...get a burnt tape for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that... my friends.. is how I tell it is getting to be spring time...and of course ..hotties that walk up and down there street dressed like this always give the season away......ohh yah..thats what i like. heyyy baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/S5q0dikA4uI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-fjYQjHDGrQ/s1600-h/13955518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447865118845100770" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/S5q0dikA4uI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-fjYQjHDGrQ/s400/13955518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-1296676789683381066?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/1296676789683381066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-way-turned-up-rap-song-in-case-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/1296676789683381066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/1296676789683381066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-way-turned-up-rap-song-in-case-you.html' title='ALL THE WAY TURNED UP (rap song in case you arent fly)'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/S5q0dikA4uI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-fjYQjHDGrQ/s72-c/13955518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-649899130899667721</id><published>2010-03-08T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T12:36:19.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAKEOVER</title><content type='html'>I am officially gonna change my blog up....UNDER CONSTRUCTION&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-649899130899667721?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/649899130899667721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/03/makeover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/649899130899667721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/649899130899667721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/03/makeover.html' title='MAKEOVER'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-4270973338308669409</id><published>2010-02-01T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T10:58:48.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/S2ckWDB15BI/AAAAAAAAAJY/JpqqHdmgHrI/s1600-h/imback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433351436634547218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/S2ckWDB15BI/AAAAAAAAAJY/JpqqHdmgHrI/s400/imback.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well hot damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i wantchoo to look who it is! ME ME ME!! hey to my 2 fans...sup yall. I have been MIA cause I did a short stint in the slammer for stealin copper, and having a mobile meth lab. Well not really...but it sounds a lot more exciting to say that that to tell you what I've really been doing. Which would be a bunch of shit. School is back in ..so I'm back to making the Dean's List and being a fraternitys SLUTTTTTTTT. I dont even think my school has those..prob. I'll look into it ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This my friend has started out to be one hell of a year. I was suppost to quit drinkin on January 10th. The meaning behind that date is because I went to the beach on New Years Eve ...and i had to come back the next weekend and drink it up and slut it up with my locals. Well the drinkin hasnt really stopped yet...but I'm an awesome drunk. Don't fix it if it aint broke right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of going to the beach..ill just mention one night out of that trip that deserves a pity party. One of my friends has a psycho girlfriend...yaddy yaddy they fought THE WHOLE TIME. I love it when people fight, dont get me wrong. I would pay to see a fight daily..but these people were going craaazy. Anyway.. I was trying to sleep and I couldnt.. so I had to march my fuggin midget ass out to tell this girl to grow up and act her age. She's 20..so she kinda was acting her age..but not the point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She didnt want me telling her what to do..so she came at me and starting going for my hair. she got her a handful, thats when i pulled out my pocket knife and stabbed her in the face 7 times. not really i just pushed her off me. i dont do.. go to jail for underage people. And not to mention the guy that I went with had just pulled her back over the balcony cause she was hanging by one hand from the 8th floor. I think she was trying to kill herself or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!! A MONTH LATE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-4270973338308669409?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/4270973338308669409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/4270973338308669409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/4270973338308669409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/S2ckWDB15BI/AAAAAAAAAJY/JpqqHdmgHrI/s72-c/imback.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-2017597340456900391</id><published>2009-12-04T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T13:42:51.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fo Shizzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SxmB_wP5eSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HpxmmzQ02Lk/s1600-h/AAAAAh6CnrAAAAAAASiVRg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411499359545686306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 408px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SxmB_wP5eSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HpxmmzQ02Lk/s400/AAAAAh6CnrAAAAAAASiVRg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ohh my hello!!&lt;/span&gt; I have missed my blog..I have been soo busy. Not really..but sounded good. So where should I begin..the last time I blogged was before thanksgiving. Soooo lets start there..I didnt work thursday or friday...hell yah..so lets just say my liver was a mess for the whole weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanksgiving- kinda postponed until this weekend..which I cant wait cause I havent had carbs all week other than beer..and I need carbs to have a personality..so therefore mashed potatoes and rolls..get in my belly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister and her husband and my best friend baby B..went to Pennsylvania to be with his family ..so technically thats all the family we have, mom decided she didnt wanna cook for just 4 people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So what do we do???&lt;/span&gt; We go to shoneys! It's just me, mom, dad, my uncle and my grandma. My cousin came too and brought her new fiance. awesome time. I had to be on my best behavior..don't want to slip up and cuss in front of my grandma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These damn holidays..I'm gonna admit..are not coming easy for me. I confess I do miss doggydaddy alot. Not so much us, I miss that his grandpa made me a badass pumpkin roll for the past 7 years, and I really needed him sitting at the table with me when the guys sitting beside of us we wearing shirts that said fo shizzle on the front and my nizzle on the back..the other one said rock out with your cock out..and they were with their mawmaw and papaw..I notice silly stuff like that..but doggydaddy always noticed it first. I would always be like omg omg look..and he's all like dude I already seen that shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We tried out a new bar Saturday night. And this bar made me realize something. I really like biker dudes. Wow ..kinda caught me off guard. But there were some pretty fly tattoooed motha effa's up in there. So my new goal is to find me a biker dude..and join a biker gang. I told my friends I'm gonna turn into one of those hardcore biker chicks. Ohh I can see it now!! I'm gonna get mom+dad=love tattooed on my arm. Yahhh scary huh??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where has my mind gone...I got my heart BROKEN yesterday. That was the first thing I was going to talk about. As you already read in &lt;a href="http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/cigarettes-and-fingerbangs.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;this blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I am in love with my vag doctor. Yes ..I make up stuff just to go get fingerbanged by him. Anyways...I went yesterday cause I had to get that Gardisil shot. Some people say that shot will kill you, but I have to see him. And for some reason I feel like I cant just walk in and say hi? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, he walks in the room and he's all like "Misty, we aren't doing an exam today..put your clothes back on and I'll be back" ffuuuuuck...ok ok I didnt go that far..but maybe if I would have taken my clothes off he would have felt the need to take his off...Ill try that next week when I all of a sudden get a bladder infection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaddy yaddy..he's asking me how I am .fine fine blah blah..I ask him if he's ready for xmas..and if he got my present yet...and he replys with this....(UGHHH)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"well i dont think my girlfriend would like it if I bought you something"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt one of those really hard swallows...and refused to get upset..I used my awesome smartass personality and said..."You don't have to tell her" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did say one other stalker thing...I had to do the pee in a cup aka pee on ur hand thing..they always make you do that I guess or maybe I'm special. But doc said you are extremely dehydrated....sooo I used the opportunity to ask him if he wanted to go have a drink?? he shook his head...but the plus side is he did smile..ohh I am sooooo in!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omgg....needless to say..I see getting served with a restraining order soon....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-2017597340456900391?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/2017597340456900391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/12/ohh-my-hello-i-have-missed-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/2017597340456900391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/2017597340456900391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/12/ohh-my-hello-i-have-missed-my-blog.html' title='Fo Shizzle'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SxmB_wP5eSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HpxmmzQ02Lk/s72-c/AAAAAh6CnrAAAAAAASiVRg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-5335871530292246702</id><published>2009-11-23T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T13:49:23.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SwsDPMZHltI/AAAAAAAAAJA/J0GlaNEpCWg/s1600/bitchy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407419337147913938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SwsDPMZHltI/AAAAAAAAAJA/J0GlaNEpCWg/s400/bitchy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;oh my oh my&lt;/span&gt; ...what has gotten into me? I have been super feisty this smorning and as a matter of fact it's getting on my damn nerves. I always tell myself I'm going to be a meaner person..omg wasn't I just talking about that in my last post..well eff it. I don't like being like this..it sucks I even took a couple extra prozacs and I'm still telling people to get outta my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the guys that does work for us called me this smorning...for like the 8th time. And he's all like ohh gosh misty I'm sorry to bother you again...so I'm all making faces on the other side of the phone like blah blah what the fuck is it this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And out of the blue...my thoughts became words I said..it's ok you get on my nerves all the time anyways. wow yup I said that out loud to an employeee..yikes..it would be different if I would have said it sarcastically..but I couldnt even play it off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what's my deal? Lord I wish i knew ..I think it's the fact that I've come to realize that I am spending christmas alone this year. Last year I was alone...but it wasnt reality yet. But I'm fine being alone..just kinda bothered by the fact that Doggydaddy used to always get me kick ass presents...and not gonna get that anymore. damn. now thats my problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more bitchy thing...I get drunk and make new friends. I give them my number but don't bother to get theirs cause I don't want to be responsible for actully calling. But these people really like me and they really call...point is ...leave and effin voicemail because I'm not answering ur random ass number cause I dont do small talk. If you're gonna call me ..text me first and tell me who you are. Then I'll consider it....Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-5335871530292246702?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/5335871530292246702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-my-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/5335871530292246702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/5335871530292246702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-my-oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SwsDPMZHltI/AAAAAAAAAJA/J0GlaNEpCWg/s72-c/bitchy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-7808511289407354541</id><published>2009-11-22T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:52:56.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeeekend comee backkk..i miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Swn3IlpRAJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pXQrkq4VNRI/s1600/12937_516426505726_74500470_30669367_3784522_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407124554551197842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Swn3IlpRAJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pXQrkq4VNRI/s400/12937_516426505726_74500470_30669367_3784522_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wow&lt;/span&gt;...no way in hell was that the weekend? I didn't even see it. I feel like I just got off work on friday..next weekend should be better..it's 4 days long. What oh what will i do?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's get yall effin updated...want to??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am officially on Thanksgiving Break from school!!! very exciting..but would be a lot better if I was off work too...just gotta work till wednesday shouldnt be that bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diet- I have been on a diet for what seems like and eternity eating only salad monday through friday..i've lost 8 lbs ..but I think i gained 9 today..cause I ate a big ol fat hamburger. Back on track tomorrow. Maybe if I start working out I could double that number...haaa I'll get right on that. Sex is a good workout...maybe I need a "friend"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait to eat all that turkey n shit...so i'll only do diet until T-day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out this weekend of course cause I'm a freakin lush..nothing exciting happened other than me realizing that I'm getting too old to do what I do..but it never stops. I go to the bar so I don't meet the "one" Bahaaaha I don't know bout that though..one of my friends met her husband in a bar and they have been married for a bout 3 years and 2 kids. Sooo hey it could happen..I hope not though. I'm avoiding finding love until I'm 30..cause quite frankly I'm in love with myself right now and don't have time to share myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was these girls at the bar dancing..now don't get me wrong..it is a dancing bar. And I shake what my momma gave me...once I catch a double super buzz. But these girls were nasty hoes. Not high class like me and my friends. alright alright..that was taking it a lil far. let me elaborate on these biiiitches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;skank number one...every bit of 6 foot 6. which would totally work if you werent a skank cause that could be hot if you werent looking for a boyfriend. but this girl is wearing..please make a mental picture..her &lt;em&gt;wrangler&lt;/em&gt; tapered &lt;em&gt;wrangler&lt;/em&gt; mom jeans...a white tube top that was pit stained bigger than shit..and of course if I'm leaving the house wearing my finest..i gotta grab my tennis shoes and go walk through a puddle of mud right? yah not kidding..she was wearing mud with a lil bit of tennis shoes on the side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;her friend..lace black shirt..nothing but a bra underneath..and a muffin top to match. cant even say more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not one to judge..lol haha but their clothes wasnt the problem..legs was obviously a stripper. she was doing leg kicks..and then the dallas cowboy jump split thing. and then she would lay on the floor with her legs spread and hump the floor like she was gettin some. and her friend was her prop. i wish i still had my digital camera..faaack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a lighter not...did I mention I don't have school alll WEEEEEK!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-7808511289407354541?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/7808511289407354541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/11/weeeeekend-comee-backkki-miss-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/7808511289407354541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/7808511289407354541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/11/weeeeekend-comee-backkki-miss-you.html' title='weeeeekend comee backkk..i miss you'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Swn3IlpRAJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pXQrkq4VNRI/s72-c/12937_516426505726_74500470_30669367_3784522_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-7352840834328086350</id><published>2009-11-18T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T13:01:07.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>girl ...you craaaazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SwRgD0ZOknI/AAAAAAAAAIw/TCe5pNEwStI/s1600/adhd_first-300x296.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405551071471768178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SwRgD0ZOknI/AAAAAAAAAIw/TCe5pNEwStI/s400/adhd_first-300x296.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OHHH EM GEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ya'll remember back in the day when I was telling you about all those tests I was taking for my ADHD/Bipolar/CRAAAAZY. &lt;a href="http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/1234-looney-street-apt-add.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This right here sums it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyways...my final appointment was supposed to be yesterday. Results were in..and it was time for my diagnosis. Aka time to get drugs and be normal. Appointment at 5:30...bitch calls me at 4:45...hers how our convo goes..we'll call her Slunt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Slunt: Hi..sorry I waited so long to call you, but we need to postpone your appointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: What? Why? Ive got finals coming up? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Slunt: Well theres been a slight problem with your test..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: WTF...you're kidding , there ain't noway in hell I'm taking that thing again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Slunt: No no...we have you're test 95% done..theres just this one part..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: one part?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Slunt: yes..the test has calculated with the result of something we have never seen before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: &lt;hysterically&gt;you gotta be kidding me..so I am crazy no doubt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Slunt: Well it doesn't mean that...we just have to get someone else to look into your results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: You can't even tell me whats wrong a lil bit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Slunt:&lt;/span&gt; No, I don't want to worry you. Let's just wait until someone else looks at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: !*#*$*$$*$*!!! and @$*%*%*##@#@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Slunt: ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: alright whatever..call me later to set up a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Slunt: Well we will be out of the office for 2 weeks for Thanksgiving. Ill call you when we get back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: !*#*%(@#( )@#($($($(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CLICK!!! yah not cool right..So maybe I'll get my test results back and get everything straighted out before next year. Considering that is only a month away. This is just insane. Straight up insane..I guess kinda like me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-7352840834328086350?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/7352840834328086350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/11/girl-you-craaaazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/7352840834328086350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/7352840834328086350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/11/girl-you-craaaazy.html' title='girl ...you craaaazy'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SwRgD0ZOknI/AAAAAAAAAIw/TCe5pNEwStI/s72-c/adhd_first-300x296.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-202825996902459565</id><published>2009-11-15T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:14:42.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AND THE POLICEMAN SONG WAS ON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SwDRaFLCngI/AAAAAAAAAIg/AG7f_vTj2k8/s1600/PoliceLights2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SwDRaFLCngI/AAAAAAAAAIg/AG7f_vTj2k8/s400/PoliceLights2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404549798839885314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This stupid weekend! Why couldnt it last one more day!! 2 more weeks and there will be a 4 day weekend...jackpot biiiiitches!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see....&lt;br /&gt;Friday night...was gonna go out then decided not to.. THEN decided to go ahead and head out ..fun mistake.  Go out with one of my friends that claims guys stalk her if she sees them in more that one place.  Good friend of mine but damn ...its just a coincidence.  End of the night..paranoid friend goes home with this dude she is talkin to aka basically bangin..and I get a ride home from a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He drives a jacked up truck and I'm all like wow it would be cool to just randomly go 4wheelin..sooo it just so happens there is this road they are building that goes up the holler...kinda blocked off with a gate..we go around though cause we are badasses.  yaddy yaddy..nothing cool up there..we come back down and get going on our merry little way..and the sirens song was on..they said put your hands up we're playing your song.  yes....we are getting pulled over by not 1...not 2..but 3 city cops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily ol boy I was with didn't drink...they do all that bullshit and I get to sit there and be wasted cause I totally wasn't drinking.  The cop was checking his ID..and both of our windows are down cause thats what the 5-0 said to do on the intercom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giggly..cause I have an obsession with cops..love the uniform..so I'm all llike maybe I can give him my number..ol boy drivin is like Misty theres a cop standing at your window. I look over...yup that one didnt walk back to the cruiser..I said well aren't you sneaky.he didnt like me or think that was funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night BORING!!!!!!!!!!!  Went out again with another friend..we usually always have a good time..but it was just a shitty night socially.  Everyone I guess fell asleep..and we were the only champs that made it out to drink..alone..lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new life...this one is getting old.  I also need a rich boyfriend that is hot.  And a personal assistant to take care of everything for me, like make me drinks and sandwiches.  I've gotta go to bed yall...this post was absolutely pointless..but you are more well informed of exciting my life is...Bahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-202825996902459565?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/202825996902459565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-stupid-weekend-why-couldnt-it-last.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/202825996902459565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/202825996902459565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-stupid-weekend-why-couldnt-it-last.html' title='AND THE POLICEMAN SONG WAS ON!'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SwDRaFLCngI/AAAAAAAAAIg/AG7f_vTj2k8/s72-c/PoliceLights2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-8352439159278718790</id><published>2009-11-10T07:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T08:10:58.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you dont like it....don't look</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SvmIZXUO9eI/AAAAAAAAAIY/iYFlPCARM1I/s1600-h/drop_the_f_bomb_funny_mens_boys_girls_humor_button-p145590711824864135t5sj_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402499197344609762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SvmIZXUO9eI/AAAAAAAAAIY/iYFlPCARM1I/s400/drop_the_f_bomb_funny_mens_boys_girls_humor_button-p145590711824864135t5sj_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY MIND IS RACING!!!&lt;/span&gt; seriously I bet if there was a race right now I would win...my thoughts are out of control. I'll be completely honest with you..I'm a little overwhelmed at the moment and it is causing a little bit of anxiety. And I dont have a damn doctor that can give me some xanax either. Anyways...enough complaining..I get to complain for one second a day..that was it..so I have to feel better..it's the law!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright I just need to share a little funny story with how my sick sense of humor gets me in trouble. I like to joke around..a lot ..I do not really have a serious bone in my body..what fun is that. My family doesn't like it..but that's me and they have to love me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am on facebook...and I dont really use it to talk to people..I use it to stalk basically. Well it's like keeping in touch..but I don't tell them they look great and all that. Well there are people on there that I talk to ..but I have over 350 friends..and talk to about 10. Kinda like my address book in my blackberry. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do status updates to purely entertain, most of the time they arent even true..and if they are you wouldn't know. Most of the time...they are along the lines of ..."blazin that shit up with johnny hopkins and sloan kettering" or random quotes from my distorted brain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Point to my story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cuss a lot....a lot lot..therefore a few of my family members ask me to be their friend..therefore I say hell no..cause I cuss and they go to church. But there are some family members I accept just because. Friends from the beginning..they see all my cussin and blazin stories...and by the way I dont even smoke wacky weed so technically I can talk about it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But one bad day..and my bad words are like the devil. If I want to drop the F bomb I can..because that's why my page is private..kinda like a rated R movie..if you don't want to see the adult material ..don't buy the ticket...and sit through the whole movie and then complain cause you seen weiners and vag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My F bomb caused a lil disturbance in my family...All of a sudden I have mental problems because I say dirty words. So in the other words....faaaaack put me in a straight jacket bitches ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-8352439159278718790?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/8352439159278718790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-mind-is-racing-seriously-i-bet-if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/8352439159278718790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/8352439159278718790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-mind-is-racing-seriously-i-bet-if.html' title='If you dont like it....don&apos;t look'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SvmIZXUO9eI/AAAAAAAAAIY/iYFlPCARM1I/s72-c/drop_the_f_bomb_funny_mens_boys_girls_humor_button-p145590711824864135t5sj_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-7110453348729180781</id><published>2009-11-05T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T11:29:47.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ell Hello!!! It's time I get my ass back on the bloggity wagon. I fell off. Ok so let's start with an update of my life. Last weekend, Halloweeeeeen Party..I think I posted a pic..yulp I did..not very good one. Fun party..weird night..love it when nights are unexplainable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Still on the effin diet...still bitchin..still wanting a damn pizzza. Gonna get it this weekend...u bet ur bottom dolla. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have recently mentioned workin in the hood &lt;a href="http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-sorry-if-you-thought-i-cared.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...but the other night things got a lil craaazy. A guy got murdered across the street...drive by...yah seriously what is this ..where are the goodfellas. Not a joke that a guy got killed..that is sad..but what on earth is happening to this city. goodness...same night of the drive by..my office gets broken into. get to work and the back wall is all busted down and the door is broken..yikes..do i need to say seriouslyyyy??? we have no idea who it was..but I'm doing my own little private investigation ...I would love to be a PI..that would be soo much fun. And I also want to be one of the guys on CSI ...that would rock my world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not done talkin..but I'm off to school....to make my brain bigger!! HA ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-7110453348729180781?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/7110453348729180781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/11/w-ell-hello-its-time-i-get-my-ass-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/7110453348729180781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/7110453348729180781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/11/w-ell-hello-its-time-i-get-my-ass-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-489541241069762160</id><published>2009-11-01T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:16:20.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well Halloween weekend is over...went to a party last night. Lots of random costumes...heres a pic of me and my girls...they were sluts..I was stoned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399354105696880306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Su5b876cBrI/AAAAAAAAAH4/hfGXz7UvoI4/s400/16251_1257915493503_1398112010_30756338_8054195_n.jpg" /&gt;Then came this..and ruined my whole night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399354920701827874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Su5csYCwmyI/AAAAAAAAAIA/gLziA52tRDU/s400/13334_586262488533_42201060_34171793_4983050_n.jpg" /&gt;Blackberry in the toilet...badass...never knew how much that thing meant to me..i mean holy shit..i cried...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More on the party tomorrow...I gotta go to bed ..this time change thing is wicked. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-489541241069762160?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/489541241069762160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-halloween-weekend-is-over.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/489541241069762160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/489541241069762160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-halloween-weekend-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Su5b876cBrI/AAAAAAAAAH4/hfGXz7UvoI4/s72-c/16251_1257915493503_1398112010_30756338_8054195_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-5821968930359843984</id><published>2009-10-28T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:00:15.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everclear and Snipes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; guess you could call me a social drinker..cause im very social...at least once a day I try to be social! ;) One of my favorite things to do of all time is talk about old times and old friends. Most of them arent around here anymore ..and if they are we have lost contact. But I was just recently thinking about the first time I got drunk...Let me take you through the evening..I remember all of this stuff like it was yesterday..well of course some of it is a lil blurry..I guess from the beginning I've been one to remember stuff when I'm tanked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My best friend..Turtle.. always had us girls stay at her house, because her parents were cool with everyone smoking..except her ..LOL naive. We would start making our plans on Monday what we were gonna do..keep in mind this is Junior High!!! &lt;em&gt;yah we started early...eff off...&lt;/em&gt;Friday night comes..after a long week of passing notes in the hall...with the things at the end that say BFF and iloveblahyouloveblah in that lil design...and the sorrysosloppy with the big S. c/m and w/b. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go home get ready..kinda nervous cause you just don't know what is gonna happen ..maybe the boy down the street with sneak up and we can french kiss. maybe we will find a couple snipe cigarretes worth firing up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We get to her house...few other girls..we talk about what happened at school and what boy we like that week and BOOOYAAAAAA one girl pulls out a bottle of &lt;strong&gt;EVERCLEAR!!! (&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;for those that dont know...it's 190% alcohol..vodka is around 80% I think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;this is like the coolest effin thing ever..we are such grown ups right now...we dont know what the f-bomb everclear is. but we know we are getting drunk.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SuiCb7hFWKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/gaLJf9hHQcU/s1600-h/everclear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397707569748072610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 58px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SuiCb7hFWKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/gaLJf9hHQcU/s400/everclear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her parents go to sleep...we sneak up and get the orange juice that was suppost to be for breakfast and took a couple juice boxes outta the lunchables. And grab some chips and stuff obviously to make it look like we werent just thirsty... Her dad was a drinker so down in the basement.. there are shot glasses galore. so now we are all badasses with our own shot glasses and juice boxes. I brought the whole lunchable because I love them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We take our first shot..and I think I died for a second. I think everyone did. We are in the 8th grade and we are drinkin that shit like its grape drink. Our little bodies would have probably got drunk off of half a shot..but we decided to be hot shit and drink all kinds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prank calling...&lt;/em&gt; was the thing to do..so we spent most of our drunk evening calling people...and then we would go outside and play on the swingset and roll around in her yard with our sniped cigarettes and laugh and laugh until the sun started to come up...our double super buzz started to wear off so we went back to the basement...with no windows so it's pitch black...great way to sleep away the day!! in her liquor smelling basement!! wow did we have fun...do you remember the first time you got drunk?? well remember...and remember-remember..two different things!!=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;To this day I can't even think about Everclear without getting a lil sick...I think I get drunk at the thought...&lt;/em&gt;I could talk about this shit all day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-5821968930359843984?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/5821968930359843984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-guess-you-could-call-me-social.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/5821968930359843984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/5821968930359843984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-guess-you-could-call-me-social.html' title='Everclear and Snipes'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SuiCb7hFWKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/gaLJf9hHQcU/s72-c/everclear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-4352753798803665083</id><published>2009-10-28T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T12:08:03.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zac for the crew</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I haven't had my prozac for 2 motha effin weeks...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so I'm a lil on edge to say the least. Don't get me wrong...I'm not cured of all my mental issues..I'm just tired of being fat and I'm blaming it on the &lt;em&gt;Zac&lt;/em&gt; because I never take blame for &lt;strong&gt;anything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Prozac is probably the best thing ever...if you havent ever taken it..strongly suggest you do it. I've been gettin all high and shit on them for about 4 years now. It's like a magic lil pill God sends down from heaven that says here..take this and you will be happy. Well God has to be right..so I'm obviously gonna take the shit. Well what do ya know..God is a GOD!!! that shit is amazing..I don't even cry. Kinda strange but cool. Someone could punch me in the face and I would be like ..nice arm..wanna beer? It's absolutely amazing I tell ya. It puts illegal drugs to shame. Well some of them. But it has made me fat...not the pizza..or cake...the pill did it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ATTENTION YA'LL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I had just noticed that this post was a draft that I never got around to finishing...I started back on my prozac today..I'm just not cool when I'm not all high and shit. This has been kinda tough not being on prozac my mind is a lil peculiar..is that even the right word. Anyways..people are just starting to piss me off and I have to fix this before its too late and I do something drastic like get myself in jail for assault. Not really ..but maybe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's finally friday..and I am bored as heck here at the office. I am the only one here today..and people arent paying rent so therefore I have nobody to talk to. I'm soo ready for the weekend...seems like it took 3 thousand years to get here... I hope it's gonna be an interesting weekend, we will see!! Have a great one!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-4352753798803665083?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/4352753798803665083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-havent-had-my-prozac-for-2-motha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/4352753798803665083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/4352753798803665083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-havent-had-my-prozac-for-2-motha.html' title='Zac for the crew'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-2797656710368567972</id><published>2009-10-26T13:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T13:36:44.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O M GEEEEEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Did i just move my blog again??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow I'm never gonna make any friends! Maybe this will be the last time...I dont know..I just can't seeem to sit still and find the right layouts and all the cool stuff I wanna do.  And I dont have a friggin clue what I wanna do..I have spent all day lookin at this shit..I NEED A LIFE!!! ok im going to class but just wanted to clarify what I was doing and I am a weirdo! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-2797656710368567972?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/2797656710368567972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/2797656710368567972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/2797656710368567972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg.html' title='O M GEEEEEE'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-5953485661907982744</id><published>2009-10-23T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T08:43:14.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey baby send me a pic of your....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SucUXT90Y9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/3qcVeVe7a0o/s1600-h/sexting_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397305069155935186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SucUXT90Y9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/3qcVeVe7a0o/s320/sexting_blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sexting. yes. lame. Some people do it and think its cool...thats cool whatever gets you off. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;literally.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Last week in my psych class...which I had at least 18 epiphanes. I'll so tell you about those later..but first I need to let you know about our class interuption. Lady comes in and we are just about to get a smoke break...&lt;em&gt;3 hour class&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;em&gt;gotta piss and smoke&lt;/em&gt;..so we are all like lady c'mon can't this wait...she's all serious ..we're thinkin the mascots been stolen or something saved by the bell'ish..Well basically it was a warning..something very dangerous was going on on the campus..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SEXTING!!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I was all like you gotta be kidding me right? She wasn't. We listened to her talk for 15 minutes about how it was illegal and they don't want it on the campus. I blacked out for a second and went back to a time in highschool when we all got in trouble for drawing a penis and a vag on a note and gave it to someone. ohhh what I wouldnt give to be sittin in the principals office for smoking in the bathroom..anyways ..Is this seriously happening? This is college right? and we are getting yelled at for sexting?? and who does that by the way? I would never even send DoggyDaddy a naked picture because who knows who would get ahold of his cell...&lt;em&gt;..anyways &lt;/em&gt;dont send naked pics on campus they will take you to jail!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-5953485661907982744?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/5953485661907982744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/epiphane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/5953485661907982744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/5953485661907982744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/epiphane.html' title='hey baby send me a pic of your....'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SucUXT90Y9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/3qcVeVe7a0o/s72-c/sexting_blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-5437449833889446538</id><published>2009-10-21T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T13:32:48.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>get a gps like me so you dont drive through the building</title><content type='html'>&lt;img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-94" title="Kanye West interrupts God during Genesis" height="382" alt="Kanye West interrupts God during Genesis" src="http://mdsq.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/kanye-west-interrupts-god-genesis1.jpg" width="455" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I swear sometimes I think God has given me this job as some sort of practical joke.  HAHA Thats a good one God.. hold on I'll let you finish...but I think balloon boy was the best hoax this year.  Do you ever feel like people can't be as dumb as they really are...seriously though I am by no means a genius..or do I have much street smarts...But at least when I talk to people I make it seem as if I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've talked about my job before..but I am located in the not so good part of town..so not to stereotype or anything but there are nothing but freaks and skanks round herrrr.  Lets take this most recent lady that I just got off the phone with..she calls and she's looking for one of our buildings...I'm horrible with directions I probably couldn't even tell you how to get to the bathroom in my office.  But this place I do know where it is..the street is Washington Avenue..the street goes all the way through the town..sure maybe it's split up by something.  ok here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freak: "girrrrlfraaand I think I'm lost"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: " ok well tell me where you are trying to go"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah..she explains it...and I make sure she is even on the east end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skank: "these houses only go up to 1500's"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "well the road is not over. it continues on the other side of the capital"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skank: she says ohhh ok..so do i need to drive through the capital?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa whoa..surely she doesnt mean that..but yes she did..I even gave it a thought and was like maybe she didnt mean that...then she flips out..."well how the hell am I supposed to get over there to that side then?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all like muting the phone and giggling at someone that is dumber than me..I get back on the phone and explain to her how to drive around the capital and then you turn back on washington and the numbers will resume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been such a frustrating week talking to these people..maybe I'm being irrational, but some people just need their nose all blooodied.   I'm grouchy because I started a friigggin diet on monday. So technically I'm effing starving.  There ain't nothing like a piece of lettuce for lunch to fill ya up...NOTTT!!!!! 3 days down...and no murder scene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img class="size-full wp-image-95   aligncenter" title="AAAAAjbFae4AAAAAAKdbCQ" height="195" alt="AAAAAjbFae4AAAAAAKdbCQ" src="http://mdsq.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/aaaaajbfae4aaaaaakdbcq.png" width="259" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-5437449833889446538?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/5437449833889446538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/get-gps-like-me-so-you-dont-drive.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/5437449833889446538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/5437449833889446538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/get-gps-like-me-so-you-dont-drive.html' title='get a gps like me so you dont drive through the building'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-3150942276755335958</id><published>2009-10-20T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:59:03.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts =)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-86" title="road-rage" src="http://mdsq.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/road-rage-girl-guns-cars-demotivational-poster-1252640365.jpg" alt="road-rage" width="447" height="279" /&gt;Let me just start out by saying I do not smoke weed. With that in mind...I wake up this smorning...I'm all gettin ready for work..and all that good stuff ..running late as usual.  I started a diet yesterday, so I make myself make my breakfast even though I'm already 20 minutes late for work..breakfast consists of a protein shake which is good...would be even better if the powder wasnt sitting beside of the damn poptarts. Screw my big ol belly and screwww all of my chins!!! Well here I am mixing up shake like I'm Paula Dean.although I didnt put butter in it..I talk through everything..like I'm on reality tv..I need to get some of my youtubes up here..one day I will be on tv..probably once I get rid of this ass...So I'm holdin down the blend button...staring out the window..and dont realize that the lid is open on the cup...yes its everywhere..screwww protein shake..I hurry up ..tell my dog I'm leaving because she likes that.  Walk out to my car like I'm on top of the world..waving at all the neighbors..I'm super friendly in the morning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:left;"&gt;I'm in the benz..not really benz..just always wanted to say that..I'm diggin and searching for my keys..cant find them anywhere ..then I hear the music and did one of those pauses...waaaait a minute..if the radio is playing...yup I already started my car..hell yah go me .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:left;"&gt;Get my ass on the road..I cant believe I havent had a chance to blog about my road raging psychoticness yet.  I hate road ragers..they are the most horrible people..and I am one of them.  Don't cut me off..not cool ;) Drivin down Rt 60 some jackass with a trailer decides he wants my lane..I said bitch back off its mine...he said he didnt care ..and shoved me over in the median..thanks jackass!!!  I let you off easy jerk..if I wasnt soo damn late..you would be scared of me..with my middle finger flippin and break checkin you...biotttch..&lt;strong&gt;who's the hardass now!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:left;"&gt;I guess it's the time change or something crazzy like that..but I do not remember the sun being in my eyes like that when I drive to work..I don't like the sun in my eyes..and I dont like it messing with my driving because I'm not very good at that anyways. Actully I'm a very good driver..I could probably be a stunt driver..but I'm just not good at paying attention ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:left;"&gt;Wow..can ya'll tell I wrote this blog just basically so I could ramble..there was absolutely nothing in here of any importance! I actully do have a lot of stuff to tell ya'll but just cant think straight right now...blogger block I guess!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-3150942276755335958?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/3150942276755335958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/let-me-just-start-out-by-saying-i-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/3150942276755335958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/3150942276755335958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/let-me-just-start-out-by-saying-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-4820492610434896807</id><published>2009-10-18T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:59:03.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Funday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993366;"&gt;The weekend is over!! BOOOO!!! Seems like it didnt really happen..back to work and school. yuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993366;"&gt;I think everyone needs to watch this video..it gets better towards the end...this dude is soo awesome..I hope I never get this desperate!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993366;"&gt;Hope everyone had a &lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt; weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993366;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tWHOCqX_KS8"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tWHOCqX_KS8;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;      &lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-4820492610434896807?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/4820492610434896807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunday-funday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/4820492610434896807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/4820492610434896807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunday-funday.html' title='Sunday Funday!'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-26586602082047384</id><published>2009-10-16T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:59:03.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Totally out of Control'/><title type='text'>Cigarettes and Fingerbangs</title><content type='html'>I know I'm a lil bit new to blogging, and everyone probably already thinks I'm a couple nuggets short of a happy meal. But I'm learnin how to be appropriate. But before I go and get all grown up and mature, this is one story I think I need to share..not really anything to joke about but my story is, cause my whole life is a joke.  HAha laugh it up.  Anyways..I had my annual fingerbang appointment, yaddi yaddii no need for details but I ended up having to go back for a colposcopy..not to be confused with colonoscopy..but I've had one of those to. Back to it...I get to my appointment......hold on got add in a very important bit of info..I dont have health insurance..so I get to go to the free place...so I'm walking in all cocky..because the people in there make you not want to sit on the chairs..finally after sitting in the waiting room beside of a 17 year old girl that is making a list with her mom of who her baby daddy could be..not makin this up..her mom even had her little pocket calendar out trying to help her remember..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Finally I hear my name called...time to spread em. First I get weighed..and I try to convince the lady their scale is wrong..she said it's not..I said yes it is.  Blood pressure good.  Piss test...NEGATIVE!!!  WAHOO!! I walk out of the bathroom after I pissed on my hand..aka in the cup...the nurse is nowhere to be found.  I look around for anyone to tell me which room I will be getting some action in...there I see him..Dr McSteeeaaaaamy..boyyyy was he on fire.  At first I thought he was just a random dude in the office..I say excuse me hot stuff...oops I mean sSssir...have you seen my fingerbang nurse..he said mam go right in that room I will be there in a few minutes.  I freeeze for a second..and then I literally do a little schoolgirl skip into the white room.  I sit in there..fixing my hair..touching up my makeup..I even painted my toenails real quick and ...trimmed up my bikini line..those doctors take forever. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knock knock&lt;/em&gt;....Come in!!!! He introduces himself..I say it's very nice to meet you.  He explains the procedure..I stare into his eyes like we are on our first date.  &lt;em&gt;I was kinda pretending it was...&lt;/em&gt;He makes a couple jokes..I do my flirty laugh..that has failed to work for me yet...and down to business we go.  I failed to mention that I already told the nurse in the room that I think he's hot and I was going to make him my boyfriend.  Skip to "put your pants back on mam"...I sit up and say....&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:left;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Shewwwww doc...I gotta tell ya..thats the farthest anyone has gotten with me without getting me drunk first"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:left;"&gt;NO LIE!! The nurse busts out laughing...and then calms herself  and gives me my clothes. He looks at me a little bit strangely...and says well I guess we are done here.  I'm all like...don't you wanna go outside and have a cigarette with me?  He's all like...no thanks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:left;"&gt; Needless to say..I think I may have been the talk of the office for the rest of the day...I've been back for a follow up since then..and he just can't seem to make eye contact with me...I dont know if it's because of our first date, or when I was talking to a girl in her office..I kinda called him out and said ohh look there goes my boyfriend!! Or maybe..just maybe ...it might be because I asked him to be my friend on facebook?? You be the judge!! Keep in mind he approved me and still hasnt deleted me after he's realized who I am...maybe he's just shy! ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-26586602082047384?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/26586602082047384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/cigarettes-and-fingerbangs.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/26586602082047384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/26586602082047384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/cigarettes-and-fingerbangs.html' title='Cigarettes and Fingerbangs'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-3125239095709541906</id><published>2009-10-13T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:59:03.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Speak Live Ana-wanna-wanna!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ee.surrey.ac.uk/Contrib/Entertainment/Clarissa/ceia.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;This has been a weird couple days of reminiscing..so I wanted to share some things that stick out in my mind thinking about way back when&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yoohoo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - My landlords bought me a 12 pack of this stuff the other day and I think I drank all of them in one day.  Me and my sister used to always get these when we went to the beach...we were the bomb.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candy Cigarettes&lt;/strong&gt; - awesome is all I have to say...Seriously who came up with those..and what were they thinking?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bonkers &lt;/strong&gt;- Not too many have heard of them but we got them at the Dime store..aka GC murphy's ..aka where my grandma worked.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blinkers&lt;/strong&gt; - I called into the radio station the other day ..they were talking about sound effects that you would make for toys...we used to click our tongues to pretend like it was a blinker on our bicycles because they were cars.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Airplane/Bus&lt;/strong&gt; - we took alll of the chairs from the dining room and put them in the livingroom and lined them up to make rows..put a different babydoll in each seat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Library&lt;/strong&gt; - All of our books had checkout slips on the back of the book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nintendo&lt;/strong&gt; - seriously...paperboy..mario brothers ..track meet..duck hunt..the princess...should I say more?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wolfenstein&lt;/strong&gt; - OH man the best prison/gun game ever..Loved how the doors opened&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scrunchies &lt;/strong&gt;- Not in your hair...on your wrist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Polly Pockets&lt;/strong&gt; - I had every single one of them...I wanted to be Polly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seashells &lt;/strong&gt;- We were kinda like designers ..we used fingernail polish to paint on them then went door to door trying to sell them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fundraisers&lt;/strong&gt; - remember when it was cool to actully be able to go door to door to sell stuff and then get prizes..and that lady came with the roll of 100 $1 bills....OHhhhh AAAHHHH&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Silly putty&lt;/strong&gt; - nuff said&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Construction worker&lt;/strong&gt; - we made our own cement by mixing mud and water together to make cement for the cracks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kickball&lt;/strong&gt; - there ain't nothing like a good game of kickball...kids dont play that anymore..they are too high&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Wow..the more I think about these toys and games... I start thinking about TV shows that I watched ...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;90210&lt;/strong&gt; - all time favorite..can never be replaced&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ghostwriter&lt;/strong&gt; - omg that was a school show that was actully freakin awesome&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clarissa explains it all&lt;/strong&gt; - no need to explain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The adventures of Pete and Pete&lt;/strong&gt; - remember Petunia ...my ex BF's papaw had a lady on his arm and I always called her Petunia but nobody ever got it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOUBLE DARE!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reading Rainbow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey Dude!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salute your Shorts&lt;/strong&gt; - Camp Anawanna..we hold you in our hearts..and when we think about you it makes me want to fart!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alex Mack&lt;/strong&gt; -I wanted to be magic like her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOOZLES &lt;/strong&gt;- with the koala bears!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Rogers&lt;/strong&gt; - he's kinda freaky now if ya think about it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today's Special&lt;/strong&gt; - O M G ...dont drop your hat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This is making me kinda pissed that shows suck now..My generation childhood was probably the best. Well in my opinion anyways..please add on anything you can remember...this just made my day ;)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K3TV01Tpz0Y/SphZ6YMTA5I/AAAAAAAAAvs/j6jKcKEOvN8/s320/todaysspecialcast.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-3125239095709541906?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/3125239095709541906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/think-speak-live-ana-wanna-wanna.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/3125239095709541906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/3125239095709541906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/think-speak-live-ana-wanna-wanna.html' title='Think Speak Live Ana-wanna-wanna!'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K3TV01Tpz0Y/SphZ6YMTA5I/AAAAAAAAAvs/j6jKcKEOvN8/s72-c/todaysspecialcast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-5807253625874722016</id><published>2009-10-12T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:59:03.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts =)'/><title type='text'>I'm sorry if you thought I cared</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a id="hypImageNext"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/1/l_db197d9f316ad799630fe7be11091747.jpg" alt="" width="326" height="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I work for a property management company..I am the receptionist.  I work on the westside..which is not the best side.  It's gettin pretty scary around here..but I aint scerrrred.  Some of the people we rent to...are not the friendliest people in the world.  Let's take for example today ...This girl comes in to pay her rent..whoa whoa back the truck up...rent is due by the 8th of the month..ok back on the road...I asked her what she was paying and she went nuts...shes all like WELL lil missy I'm payin my rent and this stupid late fee you are charging me because I'm only 4 days late..and I'm all like listen here bitch if you pay your rent on time you wouldnt have to worry about a late fee ...now you pay the damn thing and you shut your mouth before I kick you out of your apartment...Well I actully just told her I don't have a say... and I politely asked her if she would like some trash bags to take home with her ..and asked her to please not punch me in the face or anywhere visible to the public eye...very scary.  But I could take her...back up biotch.  I want to get in a fight so bad..just let out some anger..buuuut I kinda don't wanna get punched back.  :::Note to self...buy punching bag:::&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Anyways ...back to job...I am an extremely outgoing super talkative amazingly friendly son of a gun..I know more about our tenants than their doctors ..family members..coworkers...probably anyone that comes across their path..Most of the time I find myself saying "Ohh im sorry..I think I've mislead you to think that I actully care ?"   I've had people telling me about them having sex...doing drugs...how many yeast infections they have had..how big their boyfriends weiner is..Seriously you guys??  Don't get me wrong ..a cool sex story ...or if you want to get high..I would love to hear about what you saw when you were trippin..and it's always cool to know what a guy is workin with...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I dont know you..9 out of 10 people that come in here bring their stinch with them and I am required to lysol the whole building at least twice before I can take off my face mask.  There's nothing wrong with bathing daily..at least I dont think so.just do it...but some of these gangstas would rather buy a 24 pack of Milwaukees best than pay for 10 minutes worth of water..There was this house across the street ..a couple and their 27 kids rented it ...I never had to worry about being bored at work when they lived across the way...:::ohh how those were the days:::.. they had at least 2 police cars there a day...and it even came down to a standoff ..right before they moved out..one of the boys living there was on the local "most wanted skank list" ...took  a few minutes to get him outta the house..but they waived a crack pipe in front of the door and he came running out...ok random rumblings are over before I get myself in trouble ..and reveal that I'm a PI and I'm being paid to be nosy...Just call me &lt;strong&gt;Officer Private Investigator Corporal  Colonel BADASS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-5807253625874722016?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/5807253625874722016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-sorry-if-you-thought-i-cared.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/5807253625874722016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/5807253625874722016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-sorry-if-you-thought-i-cared.html' title='I&amp;#39;m sorry if you thought I cared'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-1598913596647604400</id><published>2009-10-11T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:59:03.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls and Lame Lamas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;WOW...just got done watching the season premiere of ...drumroll--------- THE GIRLS NEXT DOOR!!!! I don't like those girls as of right now...I liked the other girls..but these are just not gonna cut it.  The new number 1 girlfriend..she is a no go.  She needs to quit saying that she isn't Holly.  She needs to just shut up...and those twins are gonna be annoying.  They need boobs if they wanna make it in the house...its all about the boobs ladies.. I can't believe Hef ...he is so still in love with Holly..it's so obvious.  Don't try to trick me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;And what about this LamO show ..yes LAME..who are they...and are they gonna be the new Kardashians.  These people arent good at reality.  I definatly want to be on a reality show..this is my goal in the next year..not gonna happen but im gonna pretend.  Seriousllly...Kristen Cav needs to do a guest appearance on every reality show so that way it will actully be good.  KCav is my girl..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-1598913596647604400?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/1598913596647604400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/girls-and-lame-lamas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/1598913596647604400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/1598913596647604400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/girls-and-lame-lamas.html' title='Girls and Lame Lamas'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-8941121797878533359</id><published>2009-10-11T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:59:03.921-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts =)'/><title type='text'>Mini update</title><content type='html'>Is it weird that I have nothing to say? I'm such a babbler and I am so boring this evening. Haven't really been on here much this weekend! So I will update you on what Ive been up to.....&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;...went to the bar..tried to break up a fight between friends (guys)..got punched and thrown on the ground by a 250+bigboy...kinda shocked .. because I am a huge fan of fights..love to see them.. so.. not sure why I tried to break it up..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I better not be gettin nice&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;;)&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday night&lt;/strong&gt;..went to a friends party. A lil bit of a different crowd..kinda gothic...kinda scared is what I was. I dont mean to stereotype by any means..because they are all super nice ..but ...shiiiit I was scared OK&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Saturday night&lt;/strong&gt;...went to another friends party..it was a weekend filled with birthdays ..nothing excited at all happened on sat night...we usually end up going to the same bar every weekend, so technically we are considered regulars..kinda sad. But for some reason..other than us (the tanks) there are a lot of older people that feel the need to shake their asses on the dance floor and make fools of themselves. Pure entertainment...I could go to a bar and watch people dance all night..no need to talk to anyone..just watch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center;"&gt;Another thought that has come to me...Halloween Costume. Everyone was talking this weekend about what they were going to be...I have honestly never dressed up..always wanted to do but never really done it. There's not too many days left before the parties begin..Wow I think its next weekend?? Maybe I'll be a gangsta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Well I hope everyone had a great weekend...I'm kinda bummed I dont get tomorrow off..since it is Columbus Day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-8941121797878533359?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/8941121797878533359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/mini-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/8941121797878533359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/8941121797878533359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/mini-update.html' title='Mini update'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-4587884680052556681</id><published>2009-10-08T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T08:17:02.111-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts =)'/><title type='text'>just a thought</title><content type='html'>Have you ever thought of how one thing could change your whole life? If you could go back in time and change anything would you? Such a random thought...but for some reason I just started thinking about it. Like if I wouldn't have went out with DoggyDaddy(the ex) for 8 years...where would I be right now? Would I be with someone else? If I would have went to college right after high school where would I be? I would be done with school and doin who knows what. Jobs that I've had...if I was still there? Mistakes that I've made...stupid things I've done....are they really mistakes or are they things that actully make me who I am? The saying " everything happens for a reason".... Is that really true or does it just happen without a reason...nothing really ever makes sense you just have to go with it ....because a lot of things technically you don't have a choice. Anyways my whole point is its insane how life is when you really thiink about it....I mean reallly really think about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I'm just saying ya'll..... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-4587884680052556681?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/4587884680052556681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/4587884680052556681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/4587884680052556681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-thought.html' title='just a thought'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-781443845598569631</id><published>2009-10-06T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:59:03.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attention Problem of Mine ;)'/><title type='text'>1234 Looney Street Apt. ADD</title><content type='html'>Well today was another appointment with the psych doctor...she thought I was a nut!! very observant woman! todays testing was more "school" related they called it..aka kindergarten WoW that shit makes me feel like an idiot! I'm almost tempted to quit going because the more I find out about this stupid issue of mine ..the worse it makes me feel.  Not depressed or anything ..but shit cock balls yall ...she read me a story and told me to say it back to her...and I didnt have a clue what she said!! It was a story about uhhh the dog jumped over the fence and went down the street and blah blah..not fun.  This is a major problem...I dont like it ..first of all walking in the office is bad enough its in a weird neighborhood ...I go after hours because of work..so I guess thats when the people go that don't want anyone to see them go there...screw that I want everyone to see me going into the crazy building...they dont know if I'm gonna snap on them or not so they stay away..anyways these people in the office are there for other reasons than I am ...no reason..just guessing ;)  The math part comes up...I'm fine with adding and subtracting..but when ya throw in the stuff I'm already failing in my algebra class...you can forget it..I stared at the page for a minute and that was it..she said let's move on...Good idea sista!  Then when I'm leaving there are these old men down the street and one of the guys didn't care I was coming out of the loopyville...he insisted on telling me I was cute and he wanted my number... I said go in there an ask them for it ...they can get it out of my file..I can't write it down for you..my arms are in this straight jacket =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-781443845598569631?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/781443845598569631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/1234-looney-street-apt-add.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/781443845598569631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/781443845598569631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/1234-looney-street-apt-add.html' title='1234 Looney Street Apt. ADD'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-673491466328630257</id><published>2009-10-05T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:59:03.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts =)'/><title type='text'>workin from the berry</title><content type='html'>Ok ok I might be getting obsessed.....let's see how this works...I got this blog app on my blackberry and its possibly goin to make my new blog addiction and just make my blackberry addiction even worse.....ohhh my&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-673491466328630257?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/673491466328630257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/workin-from-berry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/673491466328630257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/673491466328630257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/workin-from-berry.html' title='workin from the berry'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-8461637894149071176</id><published>2009-10-05T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:59:03.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attention Problem of Mine ;)'/><title type='text'>Here we go again ya'll.....</title><content type='html'>Maybe this is one of my symptoms of adhd??  I make a lot of blogs and then switch them around...I'm like a bloggin' gypsy!! If I ever get my own place I'll have to go with a P.O. box because I'll probably move around a lot!  Buuut with my paycheck...it will be a while before I have to worry about that?  Just a random thought...I lived with my boyfriend for 3 years...I asked him the other day...Hey darlin by any chance can I get my mail that's been sent to the house for the past couple months...he said ..oh there hasnt been any..bullshit ...he burnt every piece.  =) Have a great DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-8461637894149071176?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/8461637894149071176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/here-we-go-again-ya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/8461637894149071176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/8461637894149071176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/here-we-go-again-ya.html' title='Here we go again ya&amp;#39;ll.....'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-2666052712134392097</id><published>2009-10-05T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:59:03.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey to Self Discovery =)'/><title type='text'>What a BEAUTIFUL day!! Orig 09/28</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;B -E- A UUUUUtiful! After 2 days of sittin in the house being lazzy, I come out from under the blankets to see a verry pretty MONDAY! even though i hate mondays...this one feels weird..something about the sun shining ..its just nice!! Fall is here and changes are being made!!! Making changes is so hard, im thankful i have plenty of people to help me make the changes!! This past year my life has been a rollercoaster...one thing after another..and today...today is the day I see CHANGE in my future!!! I always start a blog and never write on it..i always say im going to start a lot of things..nothing ever gets done. Thats one of my changes..im gonna start doing stuff!!! well maybe ;) My middle name should have been procastination!! Let's see where this takes us.....WELCOME TO MY JOURNEY TO SELF DISCOVERY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-2666052712134392097?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/2666052712134392097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-beautiful-day-orig-0928.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/2666052712134392097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/2666052712134392097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-beautiful-day-orig-0928.html' title='What a BEAUTIFUL day!! Orig 09/28'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-6556211550977307147</id><published>2009-10-05T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:59:03.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attention Problem of Mine ;)'/><title type='text'>ME and DONNA MARTIN will Graduate!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;...here I am I've been busy..I actully have...until recently I really didnt know what it meant to be overwhelmed! I am about 2 months into college...pat on the back for me!!!! HELL YAH GO ME!!! It's not high school by any means..if I miss something on an assignment they dont call my parents and I dont get grounded!! Woohoo!! Anyways...90210 was(is) my favorite show...and if you can remember Donna Martin with her learning disability?? Well i've come to the conclusion...I am Donna Martin!!! I have not learned an absolute thing yet...I've done good on my assignments.. but there hasnt been much of a knowledge requirement yet.. As much as I hate admitting something is wrong.. I have taken matters into my own hands..aka trying to get some drugs! I went back to the psych doctor who tells me I'm bipolar and weird...and charges an arm and a leg and a hand a foot..and eyeball and nose..you get the picture. Well supposably they dont just hand out ADHD meds..well DUH! I am officially going to 2 psych doctors now..one thats gonna give me the pills baby and one that gives me tests that have 700 questions a sitting. I took the first one on Tuesday...it wasnt a hard test..basically asking stupid questions like do I get really hyper -YESSS!!- do i have a million thoughts going through my mind at one time -YESSS!!!- do i get really really excited and slur all my words together when I talk - YES!!!!- Say weird off the wall things? -YES!! (LOL HAHA)- Do I ever get the urge to kill someone? -NO!!!- That was literally a question..there were so many more like that ..I cant remember because my memory is shot..but seriously?? Is it an ADD test or is it a test thats going to put me in a straight jacket? By the time they grade my 700 question tests..I will already be flunked out of school...I'll flunk out knowing how many bricks are going up the wall and how many cracks are in the ceiling though! I'll keep you posted..hopefully I wont post a picture of me in a straight jacket!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-6556211550977307147?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/6556211550977307147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/me-and-donna-martin-will-graduate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/6556211550977307147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/6556211550977307147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/me-and-donna-martin-will-graduate.html' title='ME and DONNA MARTIN will Graduate!!'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8337846445920609963.post-7799299936577808500</id><published>2009-10-05T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:59:03.880-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bshae ;)'/><title type='text'>Let me introduce you.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SsJnaLuPesI/AAAAAAAAAC8/zMhOAqg32-A/s1600-h/15th_month_169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right;width:133px;cursor:hand;height:200px;margin:0 0 10px 10px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SsJnaLuPesI/AAAAAAAAAC8/zMhOAqg32-A/s200/15th_month_169.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She smil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SsJnPMdHF-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/0PD2h1XkCHQ/s1600-h/15th_month_169.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;es from ear to ear...she laughs obnoxiously ..she cries hysterically and she burps and farts then laughs about it!!! We are exactly alike..in every way! This lil booger has my whole heart!!! My niece-Bailey Shae...she's a one of a kind child...probably the coolest kid ever! How could you not be obsessed with someone that laughs at your jokes even when they arent funny? Someone that can make the worst day turn into the best? Someone that when your whole world is falling apart, you see their face and everything is ok!!! Everyone needs a Bailey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I could literally sit and talk to her all day...she's a great listener ;) I'm sure there will be plenty of blogs about her..she is of course..the light of my life ..heres a pic of perfection...there's no doubt in my mind you will disagree!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8337846445920609963-7799299936577808500?l=thisandthatyall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/feeds/7799299936577808500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/let-me-introduce-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/7799299936577808500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8337846445920609963/posts/default/7799299936577808500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisandthatyall.blogspot.com/2009/10/let-me-introduce-you.html' title='Let me introduce you.....'/><author><name>Misty Dawn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08898455655826360336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/Suc-xEr7CRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/v6seXYi6wM4/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFuseG02LXA/SsJnaLuPesI/AAAAAAAAAC8/zMhOAqg32-A/s72-c/15th_month_169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
