<?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-10893536</id><updated>2012-01-05T13:40:45.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>edge of your mind</title><subtitle type='html'>a blog of jeff</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-116743588201925147</id><published>2006-12-29T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T15:44:42.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rave</title><summary type='text'>     rave    Originally uploaded by nowiknowforever. notes?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/116743588201925147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=116743588201925147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/116743588201925147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/116743588201925147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2006/12/rave.html' title='rave'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/97/253074097_62674e432a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-114099625464968075</id><published>2006-02-26T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T15:24:14.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>downgrade</title><summary type='text'>Hello,For anyone that still reads this, I have a new journal:www.nowiknowforever.livejournal.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/114099625464968075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=114099625464968075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/114099625464968075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/114099625464968075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2006/02/downgrade.html' title='downgrade'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-113918109094397671</id><published>2006-02-05T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T15:11:30.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you do your thing and I do mine...</title><summary type='text'>    The most beautiful thing happened on Thursday in my English class. The essay that was due that day was about reflecting on a time in your life, three people read theirs. One girl wrote about Invisible Children, which was nice and sincere. Another girl wrote a very long paper reflecting on a photograph of her and her mom at her mom's wedding (she was only 18 when she got married). In the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/113918109094397671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=113918109094397671' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113918109094397671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113918109094397671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-do-your-thing-and-i-do-mine.html' title='you do your thing and I do mine...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-113842085852711942</id><published>2006-01-27T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T20:09:53.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not me, it can't be...</title><summary type='text'>As of late, I have been having to keep myself occupied, with television, books or music; so my mind will not start to drift into places that I do not  want it to be. I guess it is good that I am reading again."I don't want to start thinking again. Not like I have this last week. I can't think again. Not ever again"I truly do not enjoy thinking of Kaydie making memories with someone else. I know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/113842085852711942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=113842085852711942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113842085852711942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113842085852711942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-not-me-it-cant-be.html' title='it&apos;s not me, it can&apos;t be...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-113834833034730534</id><published>2006-01-26T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T23:52:10.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgive me if I slow you down...</title><summary type='text'>I am in a very weird state right now. Kaydie and I broke up on Sunday; but we decided to be best friends still. I am thankful for that because she is such an amazing person. We talk more now then we did during the last few weeks of our relationship, so that is good. On Monday, we talked on the phone a lot, which made me happy even though; she would just hang up on me when her television show came</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/113834833034730534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=113834833034730534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113834833034730534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113834833034730534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2006/01/forgive-me-if-i-slow-you-down.html' title='forgive me if I slow you down...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-113825043400851241</id><published>2006-01-25T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T20:40:56.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in your darkest time, it's just enough to know it's there...</title><summary type='text'>And I cried,but you know, it was a happy cry,maybe a confused cry.I tried really hard to keep it in because I didn't want to wake my parentsI think it was a cry of hope, or a thankful cry. Because I am not somewhere else, and I am here.And she sounded truly happy.I really missed that sound.Thank God that I am here right now, I am so happy. But what should I do?I don't want to push her awayBut I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/113825043400851241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=113825043400851241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113825043400851241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113825043400851241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2006/01/in-your-darkest-time-its-just-enough.html' title='in your darkest time, it&apos;s just enough to know it&apos;s there...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-113798280672485649</id><published>2006-01-22T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T22:25:01.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the only time wasted is the time we spend thinking we're alone</title><summary type='text'>Heres to:In'n'OutStarbucksShady El Cajon StreetsABC Family line-up from 2 til 6ToTo'sDiet CokeThe HolidaysCakesCoffeeMondaysSleepingGI JoesMoviesThe VaultKonstantineMedicineThe hospitalHilberto'sJamba Juice12 O'Clock curfewsThe smoochie facesBrushed hairBackward skirtsThe motherly phone callsFalling asleep on the phoneStaying up til 3Sleepless sick nightsForgivenessHours of "Next" late at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/113798280672485649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=113798280672485649' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113798280672485649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113798280672485649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2006/01/only-time-wasted-is-time-we-spend.html' title='the only time wasted is the time we spend thinking we&apos;re alone'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-113723070522642462</id><published>2006-01-14T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T01:25:05.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>but i'll try to try...</title><summary type='text'>One day, we will find ourselves just where we'd least expected to. We will all grow up to be the dreams we dreamed we'd be on bedroom floors. But I can't promise you there will not be days that star won't shine, no I can't promise you I won't let you down, leaving you feeling out. One day, we will be content to listen not just wait to talk, and we will learn to love our moms and appericate what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/113723070522642462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=113723070522642462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113723070522642462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113723070522642462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2006/01/but-ill-try-to-try.html' title='but i&apos;ll try to try...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-113610896598710892</id><published>2006-01-01T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T21:02:17.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so this is the new year, part 2</title><summary type='text'>I have learned a lot over the past year, such as to never turn down the radio when Kaydie is listening to Fall Out Boy or Dark Blue. In addition, this year I found a lot of knowledge and comfort in quotations, here are a few of my favorites:"A Year in Quotes""I sucked 10 dicks last night, Check!"-Jeff Micklos with the Clobber Crew"What does that make me? a log-sleeping loser."-Cory Matthews"And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/113610896598710892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=113610896598710892' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113610896598710892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113610896598710892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-this-is-new-year-part-2.html' title='so this is the new year, part 2'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-113601873132128888</id><published>2005-12-30T23:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T03:18:06.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so this is the new year, part 1</title><summary type='text'>Recently, but not so much anymore, I have been bothered by insignificant issues. Whether worrying, over-analyzation, or jealousy causes it, little things have been getting to me and I hate it. It does not help anything one bit. I have been trying to fix it and I have been doing pretty well recently. Here is an example of such an issue; tonight Kaydie went out with her friends, I called her and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/113601873132128888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=113601873132128888' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113601873132128888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113601873132128888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-this-is-new-year-part-1.html' title='so this is the new year, part 1'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-113446121910910848</id><published>2005-12-12T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T00:07:04.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will keep you safe in my harbor, where my eyes and my arms are...</title><summary type='text'>  Today Kaydie came over. Her and I get along so well, whenever we are together it is so amazing. I do not think she understands how she makes me feel, it is unparalleled. This time around, she came into my life at such a confusing period, with Alisha just leaving, and Katie doing her thing, it was a very pivotal and vexing time in my life. She showed me something that I had not seen for a long </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/113446121910910848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=113446121910910848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113446121910910848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113446121910910848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-will-keep-you-safe-in-my-harbor.html' title='I will keep you safe in my harbor, where my eyes and my arms are...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-113436996517064489</id><published>2005-12-11T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T01:03:10.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we woke up one morning and fell a little further down...</title><summary type='text'>   shoesOriginally uploaded by nowiknowforever. It has been about one month since I have last updated my journal, and a lot has happened.-Thanksgiving-Hospital-Show-Finals-Christmas {almost}I will give all the readers a brief recap of all those events. Thanksgiving went really well at my house. The whole family came over and it was just like a normal Thanksgiving; it was so long ago I really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/113436996517064489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=113436996517064489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113436996517064489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113436996517064489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/12/we-woke-up-one-morning-and-fell-little.html' title='we woke up one morning and fell a little further down...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-113192653939769393</id><published>2005-11-13T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T21:37:13.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my lips, and my heart will meet and never again shall part...</title><summary type='text'>   awwOriginally uploaded by nowiknowforever. Life has been going wonderfully for me. Kaydie and I have been seeing a lot of each other, which I really enjoy because she makes me happy. My weekends have been very eventful recently, between baking cakes, band practice, Starbucks, movies, the beach, and other fun activities I have not gotten a chance to update. I do not really have much to say </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/113192653939769393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=113192653939769393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113192653939769393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113192653939769393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-lips-and-my-heart-will-meet-and.html' title='my lips, and my heart will meet and never again shall part...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-113074477780353008</id><published>2005-10-30T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T00:49:49.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to me...</title><summary type='text'>   fountainOriginally uploaded by nowiknowforever. As many of you know, this weekend was my birthday weekend; and I turned 18. I wasn't really looking forward to turning 18, but I don't feel any different and this was the best birthday I think I have ever had, or at least that I can remember. This weekend I did many enjoyable activities for my birthday.Friday: After school, Joe came down and we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/113074477780353008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=113074477780353008' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113074477780353008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113074477780353008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='happy birthday to me...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-113046696395279925</id><published>2005-10-27T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T19:49:01.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"do I go to fucking DeVry or something?"</title><summary type='text'>I was really dreading going to class today, but it wasn't so bad after all.  Yesterday I was social, which was the first time I actually talked since school started. I made my first college friend. She came up to me during my lunch break and said she saw me at Copeland; we talked for a while then went to our separate classes. She has the same major as me, and she moved here from Nebraska. She </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/113046696395279925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=113046696395279925' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113046696395279925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113046696395279925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/10/do-i-go-to-fucking-devry-or-something.html' title='&quot;do I go to fucking DeVry or something?&quot;'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-113022028109392193</id><published>2005-10-24T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T00:10:17.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>locked &amp; kept secret, buried below...</title><summary type='text'>A short while after my last update, Katie called...         She apologized for making me choose between her and Kaydie, she said she knew it was wrong and she felt really bad afterwards. She expressed how she felt and that she wants me to be happy, and if Kaydie makes me happy then she wants me to be with her. We had a long, semi-informative conversation. We talked about why she did what she did </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/113022028109392193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=113022028109392193' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113022028109392193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113022028109392193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/10/locked-kept-secret-buried-below.html' title='locked &amp; kept secret, buried below...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-113020962476597803</id><published>2005-10-24T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T20:20:20.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a function of the heart...</title><summary type='text'> Katie and I were just text messaging eachother and she kept on trying to persaude me to stop talking with Kaydie, I said that I wasn't going to stop talking to her because she is a good friend. Katie apparently wasn't going to deal with that, so she told me to choose between the two of them. I told her that was a horrible thing to make me do, but if I had to choose I would choose Kaydie because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/113020962476597803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=113020962476597803' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113020962476597803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113020962476597803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/10/function-of-heart.html' title='a function of the heart...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-113011603921381674</id><published>2005-10-23T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T18:08:05.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm 22 for a moment...</title><summary type='text'>   tables and joe  Originally uploaded by nowiknowforever.  This weekend was very eventful...  Friday night was homecoming, I had a lot of fun seeing everyone from high school, it brought memories of last year and what not. They had some nice fireworks, even though one almost hit me. Afterwards, we followed tradition and went to starbucks. We started to go to starbucks after last homecoming, so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/113011603921381674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=113011603921381674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113011603921381674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/113011603921381674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-22-for-moment.html' title='i&apos;m 22 for a moment...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112991168717476950</id><published>2005-10-21T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T09:21:27.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quote of the day...</title><summary type='text'>  I'm seventeen and I'm crazy. My uncle says the two always go together. When people ask your age, he said, always say seventeen and insane.  - Ray Bradbury  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112991168717476950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112991168717476950' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112991168717476950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112991168717476950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/10/quote-of-day.html' title='quote of the day...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112978601695578637</id><published>2005-10-19T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T22:26:56.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>those drugs you got won't make you feel better...</title><summary type='text'>I guess I am getting better at this whole "new friends" idea.Today during my lunch break I asked a girl if I could share a table with her, she said yes. We didn't talk, we just shared a table, it was nice...The past few days I have talked to Alisha, I guess she is doing well in Washington. It is still difficult to start a conversation with her, I just don't know what to say. I have been trying to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112978601695578637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112978601695578637' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112978601695578637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112978601695578637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/10/those-drugs-you-got-wont-make-you-feel.html' title='those drugs you got won&apos;t make you feel better...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112974022801088612</id><published>2005-10-19T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T09:43:48.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life is always better after the fall...</title><summary type='text'>I am at school right now, waiting until my 1 o'clock math class, I have a test. I guess I am prepared?Anyways, last night I had the strangest dream, I was at a school party in a hotel and a whole bunch of girls and I were in a room, sitting in a circle and one kissed me. Then we started to talk and I told her I was 17, she then got up and left. I think that this dream exposes my subconscious fear</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112974022801088612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112974022801088612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112974022801088612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112974022801088612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/10/life-is-always-better-after-fall.html' title='life is always better after the fall...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112969963358494920</id><published>2005-10-18T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T22:28:39.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it felt just like falling in love again...</title><summary type='text'>I forgot how amazing this feeling is.But now, I remember it well.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112969963358494920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112969963358494920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112969963358494920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112969963358494920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/10/it-felt-just-like-falling-in-love.html' title='it felt just like falling in love again...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112968935605191942</id><published>2005-10-18T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T19:36:29.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nice guys finish last...</title><summary type='text'>Today was a very nice day.Bryan, Raya, and I went down to Balboa Park where we went to all the museums , which was very nice. Raya was taking pictures for a photo assignment and it made me really wish I had brought my camera. Also, there was a very nice sunset. A very good part of my day was when I briefly talked to Alisha. I hadn't talked to her since she moved away, 2 weeks ago; so it was very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112968935605191942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112968935605191942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112968935605191942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112968935605191942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/10/nice-guys-finish-last.html' title='nice guys finish last...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112953521368698390</id><published>2005-10-17T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T00:46:53.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm stepping away so just keep batting your eyes...</title><summary type='text'>Recently, Katie and I haven't been talking, I am not sure if that is good or bad. All I do is try to make her happy, and help her see what {I think} is best for her; but I have came to the conclusion that I don't know what's good for her. I guess if smoking, lying, and what not is good for her, then that's what she can do; but I don't want to be associated with that, or have anything to do with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112953521368698390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112953521368698390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112953521368698390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112953521368698390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-stepping-away-so-just-keep-batting.html' title='i&apos;m stepping away so just keep batting your eyes...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112950771040968003</id><published>2005-10-16T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T17:08:30.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it feels so good knowing nothing...</title><summary type='text'>Right now, it is raining; this reminds me so much of last year.Yesterday was a very delightful day. We recorded a new song which is super good, then we went to go see Chasing Paper and Get Back Loretta, both of which were amazing. I had a very good time dancing. Afterwards we went to Starbucks. But still, somethings confuse me. My friend started to smoke, not weed, just cigarettes. I just don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112950771040968003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112950771040968003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112950771040968003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112950771040968003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/10/it-feels-so-good-knowing-nothing.html' title='it feels so good knowing nothing...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112891634215788126</id><published>2005-10-09T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T20:52:22.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bathed in new light...</title><summary type='text'>I have successfully completed one week of class. School is difficult, there is a lot of work. I only truly enjoy one of my classes, I hope that I will grow to enjoy all of them. I am still debating wether or not I should add a class, if so, I was thinking Photography; after all how much work could it be? I haven't made any friends yet, let alone talked to anyone. I think I will just keep to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112891634215788126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112891634215788126' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112891634215788126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112891634215788126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/10/bathed-in-new-light.html' title='bathed in new light...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112853292524746884</id><published>2005-10-05T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T22:27:10.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and the tumblers are drained and then flooded...</title><summary type='text'>So, here I am sitting in starbucks at college, my 1st class starts at 1, and it is math. I kind of wish my first class wasn't math, I don't think I am ready for a 4 hour math class right now. I haven't taken a math class since Junior year of high school. I also have to return some books, but the guy at the book store said come back at 11, I have time to burn.I walked around this rather small </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112853292524746884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112853292524746884' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112853292524746884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112853292524746884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/10/and-tumblers-are-drained-and-then.html' title='and the tumblers are drained and then flooded...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112849841070675513</id><published>2005-10-04T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T00:58:14.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>returned again and everything is okay...</title><summary type='text'>Today was an amazing day. It was my last day of summer, and I cannot think of how it could be better.Bryan, Raya, and Chelsea came over, we made food and watched ABC family like we always had done before. The simple things are always so nice. Later, we went on a quest, we weren't sure where we would end up, but we were determined. We ended up downtown. We explored, and had the most amazing time, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112849841070675513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112849841070675513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112849841070675513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112849841070675513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/10/returned-again-and-everything-is-okay.html' title='returned again and everything is okay...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112841344806498754</id><published>2005-10-04T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T01:13:37.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and here are you, glow sun...</title><summary type='text'>Oh gosh, Should we even talk about what happpened tonight? I am ready to talk about it? Can I articulate proper words?Tonight was revolutionary, to say the least...Sigur Ros and Amina show. Wow. It was so amazing. I even cried. I guess it was all this emotion that is bottled up inside of me mixed with the raw emotion of the music; I simple could not hold it in, although I tried to hide it because</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112841344806498754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112841344806498754' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112841344806498754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112841344806498754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/10/and-here-are-you-glow-sun.html' title='and here are you, glow sun...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112836263869202342</id><published>2005-10-03T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T11:03:58.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i can still remember the summers eve...</title><summary type='text'>It is 10 o clock in the morning, very rarely I am up this early. When I woke up this morning it was a very nice day, the sun was shining through the windows, as if it were still summer; I felt as if I should have someone by my side. Waking up made me happy, I guess it relates back to one of the best statements anyone has ever told me; it was in 8th grade. My science teacher {who I was never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112836263869202342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112836263869202342' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112836263869202342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112836263869202342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-can-still-remember-summers-eve.html' title='i can still remember the summers eve...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112823766178265085</id><published>2005-10-02T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T22:14:13.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can't do a thing but wait, so lets wait for one more...</title><summary type='text'>Wow, tonight, I don't even know what to say about tonight. It was all very interesting...Well, Joe and I went to Starbucks and hung out there, there was a hardcore show at Ground Zero. Joe and I were just chillin when Shae comes in and we talk about Katie and how she doesn't know what happened between us, so I ask Shae to go get her so Katie and I could talk and try to figure things out. So Katie</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112823766178265085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112823766178265085' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112823766178265085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112823766178265085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/10/cant-do-thing-but-wait-so-lets-wait.html' title='can&apos;t do a thing but wait, so lets wait for one more...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112787626455322353</id><published>2005-09-27T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T20:05:44.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>turn myself to the sweaty covers...</title><summary type='text'>   sunset  Originally uploaded by nowiknowforever. Here is the sunet I was telling you about yesterday, it is nice huh? The picture could be better but I was in the backseat of the car..As of recent, I have grown weary; which has resulted in me updating more, which I think is a positive reaction to a negative action. Bryan, Raya and I were supposed to hang out, I am not sure if we will though </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112787626455322353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112787626455322353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112787626455322353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112787626455322353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/09/turn-myself-to-sweaty-covers.html' title='turn myself to the sweaty covers...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112780743071640593</id><published>2005-09-27T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T02:25:30.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TV is the true mirror of our lives...</title><summary type='text'>I am aware that I say this every post, but I will  reiterate it once more; things are changing very fast.College Is going to change my life so much, I haven't had a major change like this since I started high school. I wonder if I will fit in there. I was talking to Alisha about fitting in yesterday, I came to the conclusion that I have never really fit in with the cliche groups of high school. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112780743071640593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112780743071640593' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112780743071640593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112780743071640593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/09/tv-is-true-mirror-of-our-lives.html' title='TV is the true mirror of our lives...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112770527459298403</id><published>2005-09-25T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T20:27:54.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because, I didn't think you wanted me to...</title><summary type='text'>"You know I'm leaving in a week""Yeah. I know""Don't start crying again.""Okay""I want you to listen.""Okay.""I'm really scared to be alone at college""You are?" I never really thought of that before."Just like you're really scared to be alone here""Okay" I nodded."So, I'll make you a deal. When things get to be too much at college, I'll call you, and when things get to be too much here, you call</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112770527459298403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112770527459298403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112770527459298403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112770527459298403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/09/because-i-didnt-think-you-wanted-me-to.html' title='because, I didn&apos;t think you wanted me to...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112763244824899801</id><published>2005-09-25T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T00:15:48.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>loving is fine if you have plenty of time....</title><summary type='text'>   sky show  Originally uploaded by nowiknowforever.  Summer is really winding down, I am starting to visit my friends at school in the dorms. Doing this makes me wish I would have lived in the dorms or gone to a different school, something along the lines of UCSD, like Joe. I can always transfer school if I don't like AI.  My computer charger is dead, so recently I have been using my PC, which I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112763244824899801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112763244824899801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112763244824899801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112763244824899801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/09/loving-is-fine-if-you-have-plenty-of.html' title='loving is fine if you have plenty of time....'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112685688743677502</id><published>2005-09-16T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T00:55:48.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"this is like, really good surrealism"</title><summary type='text'>this is how I am feeling:Things are going to be very different from here on out, A number of elements are changing in my life; drastically.   Joe is off at College   Alisha is moving to Washington   I am turning 18 soon   I am starting college very soon  I am sitting in Pat's room watching Bryan and Pat paint, I am missing a lot of things in my life right now and I really hope this weekend will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112685688743677502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112685688743677502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112685688743677502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112685688743677502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-like-really-good-surrealism.html' title='&quot;this is like, really good surrealism&quot;'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112675892207917131</id><published>2005-09-14T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T21:35:22.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i won't even ask you where you've been</title><summary type='text'> Haven't laughed this hard in a long time I better stop now before I start crying Go off to sleep in the sunshine I don't want to see the day when it's dying She's a sight to see, she's good to me She's a pretty thing and she knows everything You don't deserve to be lonely But those drugs you got won't make you feel better Pretty soon you'll find it's the only Little part of your life you're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112675892207917131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112675892207917131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112675892207917131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112675892207917131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-wont-even-ask-you-where-youve-been.html' title='i won&apos;t even ask you where you&apos;ve been'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112658329490495329</id><published>2005-09-12T19:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T21:54:53.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what does that make me? a log-sleeping loser.</title><summary type='text'>Disney Land.I have 32 pictures to show you all, sorry they are so small, to see them bigger go here.We left my house at about 5:45 and got to disneyland in 1 hour and 20 minutes.Needless to say, we were very tired and only on 30 minutes of sleep.We woke up a bit, so it was ride timeas you can tell, mark was still tiredthen we dove into this bath of drugs they call, winnie the pooh.brian in line </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112658329490495329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112658329490495329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112658329490495329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112658329490495329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-does-that-make-me-log-sleeping.html' title='what does that make me? a log-sleeping loser.'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112598627170051619</id><published>2005-09-05T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T22:57:51.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>am I alone in this?</title><summary type='text'>I have found out one of main downfalls...When I find out that someone has feelings for me I usually tell them that I have the same feelings for them, which I think could scare them, but what I say is the truth. I really hope they know that.What really isn't good is that I need to be constantly reminded that they still have feelings for me. If I am not, I think that I have done something wrong and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112598627170051619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112598627170051619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112598627170051619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112598627170051619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/09/am-i-alone-in-this.html' title='am I alone in this?'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112591153889537647</id><published>2005-09-05T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T02:43:09.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soft as a feather...</title><summary type='text'>I saw a few people this weekend, makes me very happy.speak for me:The first star I see may not be a star.We can't do a thing but wait....So let's wait for one more.The time such clumsy time in deciding if it's time.I'm careful but not sure how it goes.You can loose yourself in your courage.The mindless comfort grows when I'm alone with my 'great' plans.This is what she says gets her through it:"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112591153889537647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112591153889537647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112591153889537647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112591153889537647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/09/soft-as-feather.html' title='soft as a feather...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112520127861989006</id><published>2005-08-27T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T21:25:40.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a long time running, and I can't stop now...</title><summary type='text'>Why hold things back?Yesterday, Kelly and I were talking on the phone, which I found rather strange because we never have before, and we were talking for awhile about how she thinks I do not give her enough attention. At the end of our converstaion we asymmetrically decided that it wasn't unethical to have feelings for eachother, because nothing would ever happen between us. That is how she wants</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112520127861989006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112520127861989006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112520127861989006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112520127861989006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/08/such-long-time-running-and-i-cant-stop.html' title='Such a long time running, and I can&apos;t stop now...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112495564028786237</id><published>2005-08-24T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T00:40:40.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everything is now ours...</title><summary type='text'>This is what I think I need. These big, fat, feelings they hurt my cheeks..Confessing ones feelings about another is always a good thing to do...It may not seem like it at the time, but it truly is..After all, what if you never have the chance again?Yes, I know, cliche; but oh well. Its very true...Maybe I have never been the best at displaying or sharing my feelings,But that doesn't mean I don't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112495564028786237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112495564028786237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112495564028786237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112495564028786237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/08/everything-is-now-ours.html' title='everything is now ours...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112461147619002938</id><published>2005-08-21T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T01:04:36.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little story for you all...</title><summary type='text'> Once upon a time there was this wee boy, and he was very pissed off, so he goes over to his friends house and says "you know I'm very pissed of" and she said "why"then he said "I don't know, I just am pissed off you know" she said "you can come over here and sleep in my bed tonight" and his eyes lit up, "alone that is" and he says "fine fine" she says "it's by the window over there, you can lay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112461147619002938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112461147619002938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112461147619002938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112461147619002938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/08/little-story-for-you-all.html' title='A little story for you all...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112456930345545620</id><published>2005-08-20T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T13:21:43.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>man overboard</title><summary type='text'> kickin' old school with some Blink-182.  There's so much more that I wanted and   There's so much more that I needed and   Time keeps moving on and on and on   Soon we'll all be gone      Let's take some time to talk this over   You're out of line and rarely sober   We can't depend on your excuses   Cause in the end it's fucking useless      You can only lean on me for so long   Bring your ship </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112456930345545620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112456930345545620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112456930345545620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112456930345545620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/08/man-overboard.html' title='man overboard'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112434963765888049</id><published>2005-08-18T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T00:22:50.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>going away to college...</title><summary type='text'>   the train...  Originally uploaded by nowiknowforever. Yesterday was Brians going away party, it was a very good time. I saw people from high school which I hadn't seen all summer...My parents and my sister are going off to Las Vegas tomorrow, I chose to stay with Pat instead of going, I think that was a wise choice. This weekend will be fun, they get back monday. so lets hang out...Everyone is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112434963765888049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112434963765888049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112434963765888049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112434963765888049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/08/going-away-to-college.html' title='going away to college...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112358227305433851</id><published>2005-08-09T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T03:11:56.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something to occupy my time...</title><summary type='text'>Well, summer is winding down for most people; but as for me: I still have until Oct. 3rd.Today, in the car with Pat, Joe, Seejay, and Mark, I decided that I need to do something..I remembered an idea I once thought up for a movie. I think it would be nice to make that idea an actual moving project..But, with everything there are hardships, mainly with getting the movie out to the viewing public. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112358227305433851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112358227305433851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112358227305433851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112358227305433851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/08/something-to-occupy-my-time.html' title='something to occupy my time...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112314952834821162</id><published>2005-08-04T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T12:27:19.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>talk about life..</title><summary type='text'>So recently, I have been thinking about life, the future, the present, and inevitably the past...But in traditional Jeff ways, lets go out of order of the thesis statement and talk about the present first...present:You know, recently I have been pretty happy with my life. I have the best friends I have ever had. The females, well haha they are confusing as usual, but you don’t wanna hear about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112314952834821162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112314952834821162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112314952834821162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112314952834821162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/08/talk-about-life.html' title='talk about life..'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112301756311797119</id><published>2005-08-02T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T14:20:46.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a new place to sit...</title><summary type='text'>   sofa  Originally uploaded by nowiknowforever.  man,  i just got a new sofa in my room. its so freakin awesome. since i was a youngin, i have always wanted one, now i have one. everyone should come over and sit on it. because its nice.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112301756311797119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112301756311797119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112301756311797119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112301756311797119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-place-to-sit.html' title='a new place to sit...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112249683904520850</id><published>2005-07-27T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T13:41:24.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>did we just have a moment?</title><summary type='text'>   tilt-a-freakin-crazy  Originally uploaded by nowiknowforever. last night Joe, Mark, Raya, Bryan, Kelly and I went down to Belmont Park, to ride the crazy roller coaster, and well we did. it was pretty intense, we stayed down there awhile, got ice cream, rode the tilt-a-whirl. that was crazy. then we walked down the beach and stufff. thats all. bye. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112249683904520850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112249683904520850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112249683904520850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112249683904520850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/07/did-we-just-have-moment.html' title='did we just have a moment?'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112199087749208830</id><published>2005-07-21T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T23:52:45.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a night to remember, a morning to forget.</title><summary type='text'>   Brian  Originally uploaded by nowiknowforever. well, last night, we kinda had an all nighter, well. Raya, Bryan, Kelly, Sherra, Pat, Liz and I planned on it, but it fell through, but it was still fun. we did a lot of cool stuff, a lot of dirty stuff, that shouldnt be talked about. but here we go:  +Massive GI Joe Orgy {which my dad saw in my room} +Downtown +Hustler Store, trying on dirty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112199087749208830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112199087749208830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112199087749208830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112199087749208830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/07/night-to-remember-morning-to-forget.html' title='a night to remember, a morning to forget.'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112167376072328500</id><published>2005-07-18T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T01:02:40.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>well, im sick of you too.</title><summary type='text'>reality bites but that's what life is   pitiful you, your hideous behavior   hate what God gave ya, fakin all the flava   artificial minds seekin out the new trends   get in where you fit in    a damn shame you wanna change yourself   because you're sick of yourself   well I'm sick of you too, fake   you're a, a counterfeit, fake   you know we figured you out   well I'm sick of you too, fake   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src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112141471255548225</id><published>2005-07-15T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T01:09:45.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>humiliation serves you right.</title><summary type='text'>Well it didn't take you long did it babe?To learn to sing my song and get yourself laid?Oh it didn't take you long did it babe?The moment I was gone you're the master, the slaveIt didn't take me long to realizeAll of your songs were just lies lies liesAnd it didn't take you long did it babeTo find a new boy who's faith you could shaveOkay I'm sorry I'm just a little angrierCause I dug like a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112141471255548225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112141471255548225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112141471255548225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112141471255548225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/07/humiliation-serves-you-right.html' title='humiliation serves you right.'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112124070816069768</id><published>2005-07-13T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T00:46:31.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i like to think that this is love lost in second chances.</title><summary type='text'>   on the road  Originally uploaded by nowiknowforever. what difference does it make, either way?  there's no use waiting.  if nothing's going to come,  i'm gonna go to it;  and if you follow   or if you don't,  i'm still leading the way.   you're on your own,  i've been standing still for too long.   make your mind up,  you're not making sense.  but i guess you never did.  so prove me wrong,  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112124070816069768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112124070816069768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112124070816069768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112124070816069768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-like-to-think-that-this-is-love-lost.html' title='i like to think that this is love lost in second chances.'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112102563456358062</id><published>2005-07-10T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T13:04:25.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dennis hits coast with 120 mph winds</title><summary type='text'>'Dangerous hurricane' moves ashore on Florida Panhandle         &lt;!-- date --&gt;Sunday, July 10, 2005; Posted: 3:48 p.m. EDT (19:48 GMT)MOBILE, Alabama (CNN) -- A slightly weakened Hurricane Dennis began pushing ashore with 120 mph winds Sunday afternoon, triggering tornado warnings across the western Florida Panhandle as it moved northward.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112102563456358062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112102563456358062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112102563456358062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112102563456358062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/07/dennis-hits-coast-with-120-mph-winds.html' title='Dennis hits coast with 120 mph winds'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112088132978672903</id><published>2005-07-08T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:55:29.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trapped in the closet.</title><summary type='text'>have you all seen the R.Kelly videos for his songs, Trapped in the Closet? if not, please do yourself a favor and go watch them.Part 1Part 2on a lighter note:life is interesting.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112088132978672903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112088132978672903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112088132978672903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112088132978672903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/07/trapped-in-closet.html' title='trapped in the closet.'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-112054342637018789</id><published>2005-07-04T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T23:36:24.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>explosions in the sky...</title><summary type='text'>   july 4th fireworksOriginally uploaded by nowiknowforever. happy 4th of July everyone.today was fun.fireworks= cool.illegal mexican fireworks= cooler.fireworks with a girl you love is a lot better.disney fireworks &gt; el cajon fireworks.click here for more pictures.chill out with some good music.good night. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/112054342637018789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=112054342637018789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112054342637018789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/112054342637018789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/07/explosions-in-sky.html' title='explosions in the sky...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111924524029730888</id><published>2005-06-19T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T22:36:21.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the last post until the heart gives away</title><summary type='text'>   memoriesOriginally uploaded by nowiknowforever. i'm in love.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111924524029730888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=111924524029730888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111924524029730888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111924524029730888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/06/last-post-until-heart-gives-away.html' title='the last post until the heart gives away'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111897049143334447</id><published>2005-06-16T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T18:11:51.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>del mar fair</title><summary type='text'>   del mar fairOriginally uploaded by nowiknowforever. yesterday i went to the del mar fair. it was fun. so much good food, so many crazy rides, so much money. ugh, so much money. but whatev; it was worth it. I went there with Joe, Kelly, Brian, and some other people. good times. I used my Knotts Berry Farm wrist band to get one some rides for free. that was intense.today i went to gracelyn's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111897049143334447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=111897049143334447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111897049143334447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111897049143334447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/06/del-mar-fair.html' title='del mar fair'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111880927051940551</id><published>2005-06-14T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T21:21:10.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tsunami!</title><summary type='text'>tsunami? tonight?dang it.http://www.nbcsandiego.com/news/4610095/detail.html</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111880927051940551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=111880927051940551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111880927051940551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111880927051940551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/06/tsunami.html' title='tsunami!'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111852554698160421</id><published>2005-06-11T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T14:38:39.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>graduation..</title><summary type='text'>   i love it.Originally uploaded by nowiknowforever. so, i graduated from high school yesterday. i dont think it has really hit me yet. its just like another summer vacation. graduation was intense. so many people were there. after graduation i got a slurpee and went out to lunch with my family. then went back to school, loaded on buses with a bunch of dude bros then went off to knotts berry. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111852554698160421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=111852554698160421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111852554698160421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111852554698160421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/06/graduation.html' title='graduation..'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111821035088146932</id><published>2005-06-07T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T22:59:45.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last week of high school..</title><summary type='text'>   signing yearbooks  Originally uploaded by nowiknowforever.  2 more days of high school. its crazy... this last week has been one to remember. i plan on having a bigger update tomorrow or sometime, with a big high school recap. for now, here are pictures from the last week of high school.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111821035088146932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=111821035088146932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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birthday at the beach, it was a lot of fun i saw a lot of my friends there..kelly and i walked around la jolla, shopped, ate, got ice cream and walked on the beach. it was very pleasent. very.  but.. say one day your having a lot of fun, then you see the girl you are in love with, that you hadnt seen in ages?  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111674702049460872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=111674702049460872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111674702049460872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111674702049460872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/05/ariels-party.html' title='ariels party'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111609871789669148</id><published>2005-05-14T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T12:26:38.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a day in the park</title><summary type='text'>   kid at the parkOriginally uploaded by nowiknowforever. friday we went to the park, pat, joe, brian, leslie, and some little kids. it was so much fun. joe lost his wallet, but we found it a day later. yay!i got accepted to the art institute. cool.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111609871789669148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>alone? oh no..</title><summary type='text'>i, jeff micklos, do not have plans for tomorrow.this is the first time in a long time that i have been free. its wierd.did anyone else see valhalla on TV?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111596120208973922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=111596120208973922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111596120208973922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111596120208973922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/05/alone-oh-no.html' title='alone? oh no..'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111561286218786961</id><published>2005-05-08T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T21:28:22.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prom '05</title><summary type='text'>   ariel and me  Originally uploaded by nowiknowforever.   so prom was yesterday. its nice to get all dressed up and hang out with your friends. we took some nice pictures, my date, ariel, was very beautiful. i had a good time with her. we danced like no tomorrow, then we took a break, then mr. micheal melendez took off with her. fun stuff..? i suppose...after prom we went to mission beach and </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111489076682255311</id><published>2005-04-30T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T12:52:46.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a night...</title><summary type='text'>Its been quite a while since i have hung out with the people i saw last night, but it makes me so happy that i did. first we went to see tellus machina {my effin boys} they rocked the stars. so we left, and these girls followed us out, earlier that night they asked me if i was on crutches at mewithoutYou. thats crazy. buy anyways, they followed us outside and invited themselves to dinner with us.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111489076682255311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=111489076682255311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111489076682255311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111489076682255311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-night.html' title='what a night...'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111475349710599750</id><published>2005-04-28T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T22:45:03.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>walt is my bud</title><summary type='text'>i love walt disney.end of story.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111475349710599750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=111475349710599750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111475349710599750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111475349710599750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/04/walt-is-my-bud.html' title='walt is my bud'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111429018071064198</id><published>2005-04-23T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T14:03:00.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im with you</title><summary type='text'>last night was a lot of fun. first i hung out with joe and his girlfriend, we played baseball and other fun stuff. then we go slurpees. then it was off to copeland. didnt wanna pay so we stood outside, i saw so many people i knew, most of them i havent seen in forever. it was wonderful.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111429018071064198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=111429018071064198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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gotta go to the art insititue on saturday. yea.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111405940270701174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=111405940270701174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111405940270701174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111405940270701174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/04/prom-part-2.html' title='prom part 2'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111397521086539357</id><published>2005-04-19T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T22:34:47.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>california / flordia</title><summary type='text'> I miss the way you sing lowSo I can't hear your voice overThe radio in my carBut you know every word they sayYou knew you just the right thing to say ofDistance ripped us father and farther and farther awayI'll see you soonIf you're coming back this way againCome back from CaliforniaAll of us here in FloridaAre starved for your attentionWe're starved for your attentionCome back from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111397521086539357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>prom</title><summary type='text'>no need to go into details. i dont think ill go to prom..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111389061241442362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=111389061241442362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111389061241442362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111389061241442362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/04/prom.html' title='prom'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111376692827472429</id><published>2005-04-17T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T12:42:08.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yes!</title><summary type='text'>this is me very happy and full of hope.=)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111376692827472429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=111376692827472429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111376692827472429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111376692827472429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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go. and i hope i will have someone to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111370371830863548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=111370371830863548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111370371830863548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111370371830863548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/04/disney-and-band-practice.html' title='disney and a band practice'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111353715263543732</id><published>2005-04-14T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T20:52:41.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a cool title</title><summary type='text'>ack, i dont feel good, my parents wouldnt let me go to school today; lame! whatever. i slept for 15 straight hours. last night was my interview at the art insititute, it was cool. im pretty excited for college; i just really gotta be able to drive. im so lame. my head hurts. i really wanna go to disney land over summer. ooh yes and pat got his license back! go him!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111353715263543732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111353715263543732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/04/cool-title.html' title='a cool title'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111312086700261966</id><published>2005-04-10T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T01:15:45.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy weekend!</title><summary type='text'>   party  Originally uploaded by nowiknowforever.  what a fun crazy weekend.. +assaulted by a drunken dude [almost had to throw it down} +raced with joe against some dude +a lot of coffee +a lot of hookah +saw good people +started to hang out with lauren theres more. but just so much fun. so much. ive been having fun. i still miss german though.</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111267461609081053</id><published>2005-04-04T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T21:16:56.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first day back.</title><summary type='text'>well, today was the 1st day back at school. I had a wonderful day today, especially because i saw my good friend rusty after school, i havent seen him in forever. Well, like i said today was wonderful. but see, theres this girl; and i get no attention from her, and hurts oh so much. Its like she doesnt even know im alive..anymore. I dont know, maybe i should just let go? I think that would be the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111267461609081053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=111267461609081053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111267461609081053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111267461609081053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/04/first-day-back.html' title='first day back.'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111251240154846500</id><published>2005-04-02T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T23:13:21.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sin with adam</title><summary type='text'>today i saw the movie sin city with my good ol' friend adam. it was amazing. such a good movie, film noir at its finest. then we went to hilbertos and got some burritos and talked about the old days, like 7th grade. when he {we?} hit on a 4th grader, whos dads name was quasimoto. haha.!Jeff</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111251240154846500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=111251240154846500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111251240154846500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111251240154846500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/04/sin-with-adam.html' title='a sin with adam'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111247215407333079</id><published>2005-04-02T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T12:06:09.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pope</title><summary type='text'>the pope died.sad story.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111247177773328787</id><published>2005-04-02T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T11:56:17.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>word!</title><summary type='text'>yes!i finally got my new blog up and running. took forever to get a good layout and what not. but i did it. you can find me here now. i wont leave. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111247177773328787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10893536&amp;postID=111247177773328787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111247177773328787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10893536/posts/default/111247177773328787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/2005/04/word.html' title='word!'/><author><name>nowiknowforever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12923779128223191158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://l806.myspace.com/00116/60/89/116989806_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10893536.post-111242875979612048</id><published>2005-04-01T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T23:59:19.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>flordia1</title><summary type='text'>     flordia1    Originally uploaded by nowiknowforever. sick.i miss those days.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nowiknowforever.blogspot.com/feeds/111242875979612048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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