<?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-5963712</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:38:22.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss The Flame</title><subtitle type='html'>random thoughts, random adventures</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-111723075002123333</id><published>2005-05-27T17:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T17:52:30.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>things that used to amuse now just get me angry because I find them so boring.  One thing I don't get bored of yet is singing. now playing: still the Salads... specifically 2Kool4Skoolponder this: nothing lasts, I knew that, its the only reason I'm still here, I last, at last.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/111723075002123333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=111723075002123333' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/111723075002123333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/111723075002123333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2005/05/things-that-used-to-amuse-now-just-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-111722894000168245</id><published>2005-05-27T17:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T17:22:20.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>officially less than a month of school left, which is good, since i've been trying to avoid going lately.  Football season is in full swing, looking forward to another Regional championship, ladies.  I think jazz is finally over, which is good, because it means I don't have to feel bad about never going to practices anymore.  Seems hard to believe that prom was a whole week ago already.  Good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/111722894000168245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=111722894000168245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/111722894000168245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/111722894000168245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2005/05/officially-less-than-month-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-111214458926399368</id><published>2005-03-29T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T20:03:09.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Italy rocked some serious sock.  I now want to travel all of Europe.  I have decided that at some point, either shortly before or after marriage I'm going to spend a few years just visiting places.  And not the five-star hotel type of travelling, I want the kind where you get to interact with the people and see a little of their lives.  Actual travelling, not vacationing.  Although, don't get me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/111214458926399368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=111214458926399368' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/111214458926399368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/111214458926399368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2005/03/italy-rocked-some-serious-sock.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-111007368676960945</id><published>2005-03-05T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T20:48:06.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>for reference: i do know, I just don't care. now playing: "home on the range" you know, the buffalo song.  seriously.ponder this: "still waiting, still shaking, no dream for me in the making" translation: i dont know what i'm doing and it scares the shit outta me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/111007368676960945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=111007368676960945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/111007368676960945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/111007368676960945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2005/03/for-reference-i-do-know-i-just-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-110973653566406983</id><published>2005-03-01T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T23:08:55.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ENERGIZER BUNNYI wish I had one, so that he could stay up all night and finish my work for me, so that I can get some much needed sleep. lol.  When I get tired I can't even put together coherent "sentencings" let alone write an English summative essay, right Greg?  How is it that I always begin a post because I had something worthwhile to share, and once I start I haven't the foggiest what it was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/110973653566406983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=110973653566406983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110973653566406983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110973653566406983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2005/03/energizer-bunny-i-wish-i-had-one-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-110910723470080905</id><published>2005-02-22T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T16:20:34.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blast from the Past.Things have been rather uneventful, but I talked to two people today that I hadn't seen since grade 8 and it totally made my week.  Both were in the jazz band of Bayview SS I think.  Max Treffler was one of my favourite people at Ramer Wood, still playing the drums... wants to go to Humber College next year for music.  I wish I could have stayed to hear them, because even back</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/110910723470080905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=110910723470080905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110910723470080905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110910723470080905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2005/02/blast-from-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-110887753363509007</id><published>2005-02-19T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T00:32:13.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was an interesting week, and one that involved very little school for me, so I'm rather reluctant to think about going back.  speaking of going back to school *ahem* Turcotte *ahem* RLA... is it worth that $21,000 debt to stay here? but that comes later... Monday was same old, but Tuesday I was at the school earli in the morning (what shall we do with a drunken sailor?) and sleepily busing it to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/110887753363509007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=110887753363509007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110887753363509007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110887753363509007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2005/02/was-interesting-week-and-one-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-110816681064888883</id><published>2005-02-11T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T19:49:34.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>seeing as how the update has been awhile, here's the last month in a nutshell:exams were surprisingly easy, even with all 4 of them in the first two days. marks back, no surprises. what was a surprise was my acceptance to Western. well, not really I guess, but it was quite exciting until I realized i didn't really want to go there anyways. and as it stands, I have no way of accessing my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/110816681064888883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=110816681064888883' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110816681064888883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110816681064888883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2005/02/seeing-as-how-update-has-been-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-110584777847351312</id><published>2005-01-15T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T22:56:18.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mind Over Chicken Wing.Last night found me and eight others at the Wild Wing over by Unionville Main... (there's another one in Brechin on Hwy 12 if you happen to be passing by lol).  It took us soo long to decide on wing flavours.  We needed four, since we were splitting 100 chicken wings.  lol.  BBQ and Honey Teryaki were tasty, Cayenne was a tad spicy and I just avoided the Homicide </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/110584777847351312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=110584777847351312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110584777847351312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110584777847351312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2005/01/mind-over-chicken-wing.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-110531906242506797</id><published>2005-01-09T20:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T20:09:09.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OPEN SESAME...I thought I was getting better but I went out on Friday night, and waking up Saturday morning I felt as crappy as ever. So Saturday I stayed home and watched about 5 movies, no joke. The Lady and the Duke, The Company, Once Upon A Time In Mexico, Wayne's World 2, and Harry Potter 2 (again). All the while doing homework, and I'm seriously surprised at how much I actually got </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/110531906242506797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=110531906242506797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110531906242506797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110531906242506797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2005/01/open-sesame.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-110506510847854383</id><published>2005-01-06T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T21:48:00.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so Ashlee and I have decided that we belong in a ditzy Hollywood comedy movie, cause we're just too damn hot. Addictive is what it is. Markham just can't handle us.  We are way too exciting for our own good.now playing: Into the Shadows, The Rasmusponder this: i got nothin... lol</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/110506510847854383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=110506510847854383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110506510847854383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110506510847854383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-ashlee-and-i-have-decided-that-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-110506261544231484</id><published>2005-01-06T19:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T20:50:15.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Addicted to the Movie Network...I started watching a movie from the 60s the other day that seemed to have serious potential.  It was called "It Started In Naples" or something like that, had a few big names, but it was absolutely ridiculous, so I just ended up watching the good scenes from HP2.  And you know which movie I surprisingly really enjoyed? Grind.  You know, the one about a bunch of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/110506261544231484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=110506261544231484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110506261544231484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110506261544231484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2005/01/addicted-to-movie-network.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-110489791425926468</id><published>2005-01-04T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T23:05:14.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOCKEY IS CANADA!You know you're Canadian when you feel a congratulatory blog is necessary for a hockey title. A damn good one. :D 6-1... how's that for a hockey game, Russia?  Domination is key.  Not only did our team own the entire World Junior Hockey Championship tournament... but Canada is now in possession of all international hockey titles.  Every single fucking one.  Damn straight.  Eat </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/110489791425926468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=110489791425926468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110489791425926468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110489791425926468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2005/01/hockey-is-canada-you-know-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-110481110389590765</id><published>2005-01-03T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T22:59:20.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First day back to school, and I had to walk and I made it on time even with the icy slipperiness! You really have no idea how proud I was of myself. I don't think I've been on time more than twice when I've walked all year. AND I got to listen to Stabilo's new CD, Cupid? on my walkman while I was walking, so it was just a good start. I have to say, even though there are only 7 songs on the album,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/110481110389590765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=110481110389590765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110481110389590765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110481110389590765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2005/01/first-day-back-to-school-and-i-had-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-110420574950748031</id><published>2004-12-27T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T22:49:09.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just a little something to waste my time, and yours.  While we were on the road for several hours today making our way to Hespeler to celebrate the whole holiday thing with my dad's family, there was an accident of some sort on the 401, much ahead of us, when we got there it the police cars were packing up the pylons, but it was enough to back us up for a long time and more than doubled our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/110420574950748031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=110420574950748031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110420574950748031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110420574950748031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/12/just-little-something-to-waste-my-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-110221278231029721</id><published>2004-12-04T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T18:28:32.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Loooooooooooooooooong Weekend (so far)started thursday after school, when i called ashlee on my way home. i'm almost halfway home when she asks "so why aren't you at jazz band?" oh shit. i had completely forgotten. luckily my bass was already at school from our practice on wednesday morning, and i had left school almost as soon as it got out, so i was only a few minutes late, but wow i sure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/110221278231029721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=110221278231029721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110221278231029721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110221278231029721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-loooooooooooooooooong-weekend-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-110151470052255172</id><published>2004-11-26T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T19:18:20.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's very frustrating to be going in circles.  especially when you're trying to find a bathroom.  even if the circle gets increasingly smaller.  ya sentence fragments.  english is by far the worst subject.  just read books and write what you want.  that's how it should be.  anyways... i'm off to get changed to go to the festival of lights, if only for the fact that paul -in all his years of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/110151470052255172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=110151470052255172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110151470052255172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110151470052255172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-very-frustrating-to-be-going-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-110074982255991667</id><published>2004-11-17T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T22:50:22.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's really quite interesting what people use these blogs for. the random story telling, the angry ranting, the disgruntled what the fuck is the point of all this? pondering.  and how the excessive use of the word fuck does indeed get that angry feeling across, but just makes the whole thing seem kind of obscene and stupid.  by the way, does anyone know anyone that went to the marilyn manson </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/110074982255991667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=110074982255991667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110074982255991667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/110074982255991667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-really-quite-interesting-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-109754083195079888</id><published>2004-10-11T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T20:27:11.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so the turkey weekend is officially over, but we have enough bird to last us for months.. well, maybe not that long.  we had my dad's family over to our place all saturday, and then we went up to my grandparents on my mom's sude on sunday.  that was honestly the first thanksgiving meal i've actually thought was worth raving about.  turkey just doesn't seem that incredibly special to me, but this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/109754083195079888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=109754083195079888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/109754083195079888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/109754083195079888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/10/so-turkey-weekend-is-officially-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-109640360535568660</id><published>2004-09-28T16:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T16:33:25.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so yea, shit happened... i don't even know why i bother with this thing anymore.  its not like i have much to say, because you all know you don't really care what i did in each of my classes or what i ate for dinner.  :S  apparently i heard on the radio that some study has proven that people who keep diaries or journals are more likely to suffer from depression and be anti social or something </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/109640360535568660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=109640360535568660' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/109640360535568660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/109640360535568660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/09/so-yea-shit-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-109557042522329904</id><published>2004-09-19T01:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T01:09:49.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gotta love how much the janitors don't care. and i got my hair cut :S shorter, which is interesting, nothing too drastic though. fairly shitty weekend overall though. just a crappy mood, i think cause its cold out already again, and work blows. and i hate how tired i am, but i can never get to sleep.and i just liked this oneYou're a "Blue Angel". You're a smarterone than most and are the more</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/109557042522329904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=109557042522329904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/109557042522329904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/109557042522329904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/09/gotta-love-how-much-janitors-dont-care.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-109366032036535869</id><published>2004-08-27T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T20:43:27.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm back from mt tremblant and eventually i'll have up here a full account of all my mountain adventures, for anyone that cares, but right now i'm in too strange a mood to do that.started around dinner, went out because we have no food in our house, having being gone for a week, and i don't know why but it really pissed me off that our waiter asumed i wasnt old enough to drink. which is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/109366032036535869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=109366032036535869' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/109366032036535869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/109366032036535869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/08/im-back-from-mt-tremblant-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-109279006817827467</id><published>2004-08-17T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T20:47:48.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i finally got in my application to work at the pool.  i've only had my quals for a year now... sounds like me and a certain road test... damn, why am i so lazy? i can't help it... well that's a good excuse but you can always help it, you just don't want to.and just to clarify... yes, i do cry over the Olympics.  it's not like the sight of the rings sends me running for a box of tissues or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/109279006817827467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=109279006817827467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/109279006817827467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/109279006817827467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/08/so-i-finally-got-in-my-application-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-109209378080793961</id><published>2004-08-09T19:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T19:23:00.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>omg... i have so much energy and i don't know why.  probably because i had to be helpful all day at work, but i am literally bouncing off the walls, no joke.  all the while singing random songs.  i would really like to see that new show, growing up gotti.  reminds me of something.  blond haired kids all look alike.  no, not really, just from the back.  i should really get my bass out.  but that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/109209378080793961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=109209378080793961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/109209378080793961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/109209378080793961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/08/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-109150322063673241</id><published>2004-08-02T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T23:20:20.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok, um week in peterborough.  no i wasnt walking in water up to by waist, although i heard the stories.  and yes, i did actually enjoy myself.  good times at CSI peterborough.  one night we went to the zoo, and spent the whole time in the rope jungle thing.  and we made a friend.  his name was frasier, and apparently we were the elephants at the zoo lol.  he was maybe 5.  gutsy kids.  when i was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/109150322063673241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=109150322063673241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/109150322063673241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/109150322063673241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/08/ok-um-week-in-peterborough.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-109072915069653156</id><published>2004-07-24T23:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T00:19:10.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alright... well, i dunno, leaving for peterborough tomorrow, be back in a week.  there was a reason i was going to post this, but i forgot so this is all you're gonna get.can't stop listening to: Franz Ferdinand (and its starting to get annoying)ponder this: its always 28 days </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/109072915069653156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=109072915069653156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/109072915069653156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/109072915069653156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/07/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-109012363165702669</id><published>2004-07-17T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T00:07:11.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so after edgefest there was algonquin park.  we went up there for my grandparents 50th anniversary, and my whole family on my moms side was there including the aunt and uncle from quebec, and the crew from australia.  my cousins from australia are the cutest kids ever... two boys age 11 and 13, and i dont care what you say theyre never too old to be cute.  picture heath ledger except miniature, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/109012363165702669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=109012363165702669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/109012363165702669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/109012363165702669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/07/so-after-edgefest-there-was-algonquin.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-108891033811058119</id><published>2004-07-03T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T23:05:38.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EDGEFEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!fairly uneventful trip down with Lauren, met up with Kyle and Braden (sp?).  after random shit with the unorganized lines we finally got into the Molson Ampitheatre.  seats were section 404, fairly decent.  but we were right in the sun... i have the burn to prove it :S  they started out with the Everyones from Australia, but no one had really heard of them.  Then</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/108891033811058119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=108891033811058119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108891033811058119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108891033811058119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/07/edgefest-fairly-uneventful-trip-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-108819850586249603</id><published>2004-06-25T16:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T17:21:45.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so it's been awhile.  mostly i've been sick lately, so except for my one exam i didn't really bother with the last week and a bit of school.  the headache that was there for about a week is finally gone, which is nice, as are the fever and being so cold i can't stop shivering and it hurts to move because my clothes rub the goosebumps that cover my body.  so after all that a cough (and a painful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/108819850586249603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=108819850586249603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108819850586249603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108819850586249603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/06/so-its-been-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-108545654025234849</id><published>2004-05-24T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T19:46:16.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's interesting where people find inspiration, but this one is appropriate for the date.  so here is the story of my heritage a la beer commercials."I'm not a lumberjack or a fur trader. I don't live in an igloo or eat blubber or own a dog sled. And I don't know Jimmy, Sally or Suzy from Canada, although I'm certain they're really, really nice. I have a prime minister, not a president. I speak</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/108545654025234849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=108545654025234849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108545654025234849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108545654025234849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/05/its-interesting-where-people-find.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-108475637899058019</id><published>2004-05-16T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T21:12:58.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>speaking of the 80s...You're a Spirograph!!  You're pretty tripped out,even though you've been known to be a bitboring at times.  You manage to serve yourpurpose in life while expending hardly anyeffort (and are probably stoned to the gillsall the while).  What childhood toy from the 80s are you?  brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/108475637899058019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=108475637899058019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108475637899058019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108475637899058019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/05/speaking-of-80s.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-108475609710632306</id><published>2004-05-16T20:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T21:08:17.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this site is absolutely great.  not to toot my own horn or anything, but its so random.  i dont even remember half the stuff ive got on here til i read it again.  i really do complain quite a bit, but most of it is rather deserved by whoever gets it.  but here is what i have discovered recently: i do not get upset by anything except one thing.  everything else i pretty much couldnt care less.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/108475609710632306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=108475609710632306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108475609710632306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108475609710632306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/05/this-site-is-absolutely-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-108302457234824884</id><published>2004-04-26T20:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T20:13:45.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why do my marshmallows taste like bananas?  marshmallows are something that we always have in my house, and im not exactly sure why.  but as soon as we finish one bag, its immediately replaced by a new fresh one.  and marshmallows do get stale fast :S  at least the Kraft jet-puffed ones do.  my favourite marshmallows were the no name fruit flavoured colourful ones that i used to get at my cottage</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/108302457234824884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=108302457234824884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108302457234824884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108302457234824884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/04/why-do-my-marshmallows-taste-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-108284321985593675</id><published>2004-04-24T17:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T17:51:10.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LEAD retreat = boot camptwas absolutely exhausting.  not that i didnt have energy afterwards... the exact opposite really, i would have bounced off the walls if my muscles could have handled it.  im sure the bruises will take awhile to heal, but actually after football practice on thursday night my muscles felt a little more relaxed.  didnt go to school at all on wednesday, slept all day then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/108284321985593675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=108284321985593675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108284321985593675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108284321985593675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/04/lead-retreat-boot-camp-twas-absolutely.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-108225518341739477</id><published>2004-04-17T22:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T22:32:05.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well Cabaret was fun, as it always is.  Haitian Fight Song was in my head for so long afterwards.  and Bad to the Bone turned out alright.  i think its one of those things where its so bad it's good. lol, and the shades were key.  my next investment would be a strap for myself, but sean's old bass has served me well so far.  lol it's already gone on to big things... played its first big show </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/108225518341739477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=108225518341739477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108225518341739477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108225518341739477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/04/well-cabaret-was-fun-as-it-always-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-108190637910778005</id><published>2004-04-13T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T21:36:54.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ugh, Hershey's Kisses = worst quality chocolate ever.  today was a very random but fun day.  from finishing my airbrushing in graphics :D to playing with a bouncy ball at the end of tech wing, while avoiding Josh's bloody eye, to the yearbook pics from the 80s, to the random ... i dont even know what to call it, after jazz band lol.new song: as much as i hate it, its been in my head all day, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/108190637910778005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=108190637910778005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108190637910778005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108190637910778005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/04/ugh-hersheys-kisses-worst-quality.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-108181285418039714</id><published>2004-04-12T19:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T19:38:08.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>btw happy one week belated birthday to myself</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/108181285418039714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=108181285418039714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108181285418039714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108181285418039714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/04/btw-happy-one-week-belated-birthday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-108181281367928712</id><published>2004-04-12T19:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T21:28:34.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its a very odd mood im in that i feel very passionate about something, and im not quite sure what it is.  perhaps a combination of the amount of shit i have to do vs. the time i have to do it in, as well as the wish i could play in more than 2 keys... i feel like singing something cheesy at the top of my lungs, but no song does this mood justice (besides the fact im a less than talented singer).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/108181281367928712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=108181281367928712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108181281367928712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108181281367928712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/04/its-very-odd-mood-im-in-that-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-108087294060479007</id><published>2004-04-01T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T21:32:39.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are an Elementalist. Your magic stems from theforces of nature. You might be a forestnuturing Druid, a storm-creating Weather-Wizardor any of the many Elementals, but one thing issure-- your bond with nature is strong. You canrely heavily on nature to support yourselfaesthetically or physically for it lends youboth comfort and strength. Your instinctsrarely fail you. You are vibrantly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/108087294060479007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=108087294060479007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108087294060479007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108087294060479007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/04/you-are-elementalist.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-108086672992016838</id><published>2004-04-01T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T19:49:08.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's the indian slut stripper dance!  and twist, and twist, and twist, and twist.  Rachael, you're pro.  lol the wonders of chem class.  Recipe for a glowing pickle.Bachelorette: Bachelor #1, what is your background?Bachelor #1: My mother is Welsh and my father is Hungarian, so I guess that makes me well-hung.I sat down with a calendar today.  between football practices/games, and band, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/108086672992016838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=108086672992016838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108086672992016838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108086672992016838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/04/its-indian-slut-stripper-dance-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-108052448435796340</id><published>2004-03-28T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T20:44:57.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oooh crazy night-o.  its Saturday night, and we're feelin alright...started with a ride, then not a ride cuz we ran into the very people we were trying to avoid (of all the places in markham they had to be exactly where we were) so we started a-walkin to my house. welcome to the raymerville 'hood.  i've never been rapped at before. lol "we see some pretty ladies walkin on down tha street..." </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/108052448435796340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=108052448435796340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108052448435796340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/108052448435796340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/03/oooh-crazy-night-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-107999507430431116</id><published>2004-03-22T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T17:41:19.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AHAHAHAHA. I love Eminem.  if you have not seen the video for 'My Band' by D12, FIND IT!! the song alone is hilarious but the video makes it priceless.  ripoffs on everyone from the backstreet boys to janet jackson to 50 cent.  as for the lyrics? well, it's about the ego of lead singers, so I'll let you decide on that one. lol.  I just saw this video for the first time today, on MuchVibe (cuz </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/107999507430431116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=107999507430431116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107999507430431116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107999507430431116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/03/ahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-107895320190175234</id><published>2004-03-10T16:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T17:40:13.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MindMap: YOU ARE HERE -&gt; . &lt;-lol. you can read me like an open book, one that you've torn the pages out of and scribbled your own story in, but you know, just like that. or maybe if my pants are too shiny i should just take 'em off, nobody would mind lol.just like that shirt of mine eh sean?  grr... that stupid squares and circles thing.  Dave got us addicted at lunch, and i will applaud </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/107895320190175234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=107895320190175234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107895320190175234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107895320190175234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-107871403852215477</id><published>2004-03-07T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T22:22:01.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yours are DEMON wings, possibly resemblingthose of a bat - huge, black, and clawed. Youare cold and impure, and a born Creature of theNight. Possibly with an interest in those of avampyric nature, or possibly one yourself. Youhave little sympathy or care for humanity andsee them as existing for no real purpose - thus, you can be very manipulative and bendthem to fit YOUR purpose. And you do have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/107871403852215477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=107871403852215477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107871403852215477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107871403852215477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/03/yours-are-demon-wings-possibly.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-107870023095616351</id><published>2004-03-07T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T17:40:31.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what a crazy week. soo spacy.  what? is that the fire alarm? what are we supposed to do? do we go out this door? and where did he come from? how could we have missed it?!?! we were right there... lol.  and it meant i missed yet another chemistry class.  havent actually been to one of those since our last test.  pretty much taught myself that entire unit out of the textbook.then there was the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/107870023095616351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=107870023095616351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107870023095616351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107870023095616351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/03/what-crazy-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-107732039431186435</id><published>2004-02-20T18:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T18:42:36.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Adventures of Tom, Earl and Emersonhehehe.  havent been at school much this week, spent most of my time at MusicFest instead. on tuesday we did storage room and that was absolute chaos... thursday we performed and then we were back today for stage crew.  yay us for actually doing work while we were there.  the praying mantis! definitely a ronald jr.  congrats to our wind symphony for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/107732039431186435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=107732039431186435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107732039431186435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107732039431186435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/02/adventures-of-tom-earl-and-emerson.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-107611998866061878</id><published>2004-02-06T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T21:15:32.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow, i must be a complete idiot.  how do i ever get myself into these dumbass situations???  this one shouldn't be too hard to get out of though... (fingers crossed, lets hope for my sanity i can) cause it's just that creepy bug feeling. *shudders*  i was rather angry at myself while walking home so when i got home i took it out on the layer of ice on my driveway.  me angry with a shovel.... oh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/107611998866061878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=107611998866061878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107611998866061878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107611998866061878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/02/wow-i-must-be-complete-idiot.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-107552340166955098</id><published>2004-01-30T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T23:32:15.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ugh, there's something about watching stupid movies that really pisses me off.  it honestly makes me mad.  wasting 2 hours of life sitting on my ass watching a story unfold that i couldn't care less about.  yesterday it was freaky friday, today it was out of time... if you ever consider renting/watching either one... don't.  just don't.  freaky friday was just ridiculous not to mention </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/107552340166955098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=107552340166955098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107552340166955098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107552340166955098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/01/ugh-theres-something-about-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-107516720201386431</id><published>2004-01-26T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T17:40:46.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SATURDAY NIGHT WAS FREAKIN AMAZING!subway trip downtown, Eaton Centre, Mr. Greenjean's (the milkshakes! Ashlee... couldn't finish mine, sorry lol) then over to the ACC, Section 101, Row 13, Seat 14... so goood! hopefully the pics will turn out.Story of the Year: the only one i knew was "Until the Day I Die," which is a very catchy song.  been played on the new rock preview a couple of times.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/107516720201386431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=107516720201386431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107516720201386431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107516720201386431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/01/saturday-night-was-freakin-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-107300914197142524</id><published>2004-01-01T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T17:41:08.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> I LAY AWAKE LAST NIGHT PONDERING THE MEANING OF CHEESE.Christmas Eve my sister and I stayed up til about 3ish talking about cheese, yes thats right, cheese.  It started with the comment "do u smell the burning cheese?"  which led to the discussion of what burning cheese would smell like, and whether or not cheese would actually burn or just plain melt.  Then if cheese melts, would it also </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/107300914197142524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=107300914197142524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107300914197142524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107300914197142524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-lay-awake-last-night-pondering.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-107222352614153322</id><published>2003-12-23T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T18:52:21.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well well well, i guess i've finally come around to the whole idea of it being christmas and all.  i was forced to finish my shopping yesterday lol.  im not sure what it is, but there's just something about christmas shopping that really turns me off.  maybe its the crowds or stupid "stocking stuffing" things that people buy, but it just doesn't appeal to me.  anyhow, its now over, and my wallet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/107222352614153322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=107222352614153322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107222352614153322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107222352614153322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2003/12/well-well-well-i-guess-ive-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-107222272319314461</id><published>2003-12-23T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T18:38:58.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're a natural born trouble-maker. You hateauthority and do everything you can to getaround the law, or in some cases, break it.Naturally stubborn, you hardly ever sway once adecision is made. Your nature is fiery andcourageous, and always out-going. You loveattention and usually have kinky fetishesyou're not afraid to explore. People eitherlove you or hate you. What Type of Soul Do You Have ?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/107222272319314461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=107222272319314461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107222272319314461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/107222272319314461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2003/12/youre-natural-born-trouble-maker.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963712.post-106826747367098924</id><published>2003-11-07T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T23:57:57.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay, here's another one that's almost relevant, cause i just saw this movie for the first time last weekend, and can finally understand what people are talking about.  anyhow, apparently i belong in it... that would be a twisted lifeFight Club! What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/feeds/106826747367098924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5963712&amp;postID=106826747367098924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/106826747367098924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5963712/posts/default/106826747367098924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kisstheflame05.blogspot.com/2003/11/okay-heres-another-one-thats-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01780030578067062799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
