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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-109147698013963042?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/109147698013963042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=109147698013963042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109147698013963042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109147698013963042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/08/termination.html' title='Termination'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-109104797522272056</id><published>2004-07-28T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T13:52:55.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jeremy</title><content type='html'>i find i like him more everyday..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-109104797522272056?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/109104797522272056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=109104797522272056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109104797522272056'/><link rel='self' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109096109090978605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/haha-name-quiz.html' title='haha name quiz'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-109095166361535215</id><published>2004-07-27T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T11:07:43.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haraahh! 9-11</title><content type='html'>I think im gonna see the new michael moore movie!! weeeee!&lt;br /&gt;on the weekend because my mom's friend i talked to him on email and he persuaded her to go!!! haha! im happy are you happy? im happy! yes... great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463401.post-109087162805705128</id><published>2004-07-26T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T12:53:48.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking way too much</title><content type='html'>*ponders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i think way too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Jeremy then I don't then I do then I don't..&lt;br /&gt;why can't i figure it out..&lt;br /&gt;possibly it's the pity factor&lt;br /&gt;possibly I like him&lt;br /&gt;possibly I need his support&lt;br /&gt;possibly he's a good boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;possibly he's more of a good friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* &lt;br /&gt;I never know what's going on.. with him and me.. it's like watching the young and the restless or something like that except no one is involved except me and him and his "sex" dreams about a dream girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-109087162805705128?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/109087162805705128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=109087162805705128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109087162805705128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109087162805705128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/thinking-way-too-much.html' title='thinking way too much'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-109086180351848873</id><published>2004-07-26T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T10:10:03.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>horoscope and future</title><content type='html'>Overview: You'll be drawn to someone who's amazingly attractive -- and a bit 'dangerous.' Just be sure it's only an image and not a fact before you sign up for the long haul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so into horoscopes it's too sad and gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JErEMy and ANNA are back together.. i swear we are like a soap opera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-109086180351848873?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/109086180351848873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=109086180351848873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109086180351848873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109086180351848873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/horoscope-and-future.html' title='horoscope and future'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-109061475189845755</id><published>2004-07-23T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T13:32:31.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>single again</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;no more jeremy..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no more scott..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't need anybody&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-109061475189845755?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/109061475189845755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=109061475189845755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109061475189845755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109061475189845755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/single-again.html' title='single again'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-109051012897951642</id><published>2004-07-22T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T08:28:48.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday -- king arthur</title><content type='html'>i went to see king arthur with my brother good movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet i am in a maze not knowing if or when i should ever break up with my boyfriend because well i like him a lot but do i love him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im afraid if we stay too long together i will just up and break him and turn him insane with pain. because like ... last night i read 10 pages of devotion from him to me. very deep stuff i was like in awe that someone could feel this way about me. he loves me he truly does even more than my family ever could so... in turn will i stay with him or not.. that's the question.. i don't deserve such a devoted and caring guy... sighs i will never find my way will i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-109051012897951642?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/109051012897951642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=109051012897951642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109051012897951642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109051012897951642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/yesterday-king-arthur.html' title='yesterday -- king arthur'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-109044537540483283</id><published>2004-07-21T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T14:29:35.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tired and jeremy</title><content type='html'>well *sighs* didn't go to the beach.. because Jeremy's brothers couldn't go to their dad's because he got in a car accident. *rolls eyes* the most horrible things happen when me and jeremy plan something isn't that quite the nice thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had a harbor police presentation at my work. I got to sit in a cop car like the back seat of a plastic dumbass car. It was uncomfortable and I couldn't breathe. I met the cutest dog it's a belgian dog that looks like a german shepard except it didn't have a tale and it could sniff out drugs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people think I take drugs because im on a constant happiness high kinda thing and I fidget a lot. well.. *rolls eyes* for those of you who really know me.. that's just me being me and for you who don't know me..IM JUST THAT WAY so .. leave me alone. nah.. i ain't that mean but i mean.. loosen up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sang spongebob on the bus. whoo and I pretended to be a pirate and said 'tis the black pearl matey' whooo .. im good. And talked about Baywatch don't you remember all those people in red running really slowly? well yeah.. that's them.. most of you remember that only because of...PAMELA ANDERSON. *sighs* if only her boobs were natural. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay im happy.. but then im thinking about scott.&lt;br /&gt;Things that remind me of scott:&lt;br /&gt;Scott's Gourmet Sandwiches on 6th AVE in Downtown&lt;br /&gt;Scott's Toliet Paper&lt;br /&gt;Scott AVE.&lt;br /&gt;Scott fire extinguisher&lt;br /&gt;Scott motocross company&lt;br /&gt;morton salt poo..&lt;br /&gt;that's dumb why? i dunno why doesn't anything remind me of jeremy????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW QUEER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-109044537540483283?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/109044537540483283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=109044537540483283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109044537540483283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109044537540483283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/tired-and-jeremy.html' title='tired and jeremy'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-109033607940522488</id><published>2004-07-20T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T08:07:59.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what jeremy told me</title><content type='html'>jeremy told me that..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I was his dream girl.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: you know those dream girls? or you know for you those dream guys? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Me: no&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: well.. when you dream and you know there's someone just for you, they do stuff&amp;nbsp;with you they have fun they spend eternity with you.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ok&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: well then you wake up and you don't remember whose face that was that you were with and forever you go back to bed and try to dream that same dream but can't but it always comes back when you least expect it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I had those, umm.. one time it was this guy and he brought me candy and flowers and took me out and it was perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: and his face was blank right?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Me: exactly&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: oh my god I told you we were meant to be! we probably had the same dreams at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Me: possibly&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: the reason I tell you this is .. you are exactly that girl in that dream that has no face... but now when i fill in the picture it's you, it's you that i was dreaming about and it was fate&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Me: get over yourself&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;*rolls eyes* jeremy and his revelations when will it end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-109033607940522488?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/109033607940522488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=109033607940522488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109033607940522488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109033607940522488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/what-jeremy-told-me.html' title='what jeremy told me'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-109027641519318404</id><published>2004-07-19T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T15:33:35.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my mysterious horoscope..</title><content type='html'>PISCES &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, July 19, 2004&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might meet an intriguing person because of a work situation today. Focus on keeping the conversation light, as this person's penetrating mind could be too much of a match for your intellect.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I wonder who this is... intriguing.. lol. "penetrating mind" too much of a match? psssshh who listens to this bull crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;wait i do.. that's why i check horoscopes. LOL! im cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-109027641519318404?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/109027641519318404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=109027641519318404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109027641519318404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109027641519318404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-mysterious-horoscope.html' title='my mysterious horoscope..'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-109027626385352812</id><published>2004-07-19T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T15:31:03.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emotion tests</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RESULTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Your Strongest Emotional Category is:Pressure PerformanceRecognizing your emotional strengths is important. For example, strong assertiveness can be positive, assuming you are not domineering in conversations and relationships. Strong empathy can be beneficial, as long as you don't put the interests of others before your own well-being. Moderation is the key to successfully handling your emotions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Weakest Emotional Category is:Self-RelianceKnowing your emotional weaknesses allows you to alter your lifestyle to improve your social interactions, time spent with family, problems in your relationships, communication between friends, workplace attitude and efficiency, emotional stability and many other daily situations in which your emotional aptitude is utilized and challenged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-109027626385352812?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/109027626385352812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=109027626385352812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109027626385352812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109027626385352812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/emotion-tests.html' title='emotion tests'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-109025759205925363</id><published>2004-07-19T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T10:19:52.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jeremy loves anna</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;music box i got from jeremy plays phantom of the opera how sweet is that?? crazy sweet i love my boyfriend to the "bottom of a bottle" lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-109025759205925363?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/109025759205925363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=109025759205925363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109025759205925363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/109025759205925363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/jeremy-loves-anna.html' title='jeremy loves anna'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-109000131227980183</id><published>2004-07-16T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T11:08:32.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blonde vs. black hair the saga</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;blonde hair vs. black hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hot or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hmm.. i like..blonde hair when guys have blue eyes. I like the kind of blonde hair that gets in their eyes and is more longer. i noticed that guys like that have a proper nose and are&amp;nbsp; seemingly taller than the average man. usually they are very atheletic and have nice muscle structure. They also seem to grace a nice pretty face. It's hot if they like rock and surf or swim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;black hair or i should say dark hair is nice when the guy has hazel eyes. It's hot if he's a punk rocker, and just seems smooth and too cool for anyone. even hotter if he has a lip ring, even more hotter is a tattoo, even more hotter than that piercing on upper eyebrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;red hair- now this is very exceptional. well i like dark eyes with red hair. but lighter colored is ok too. it's nice if he's tall, atheletic and is mysterious. not too many freckles and is humorous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;brunette guys- well this is a toughy but light colored eyes fit and look nice. nice bodies, nice everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;well that's what i observe through hair color on guys lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The perfect guy is smart, he's humorous, he knows how to sway a crowd, he's atheletic, he's romantic, he takes care of you, most important the personality. yes.. i assume that's it for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-109000131227980183?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/109000131227980183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=109000131227980183' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;well he smiled and asked did you email me.. well gyeah.. i did.. what now? lol hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;coolie im happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;*sighs* if only i were a college student.. i will be in 2 count them 2 years.. so.. yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;at yale going to law school whooow whoooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108992661146862148?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108992661146862148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108992661146862148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108992661146862148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108992661146862148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/intern-said-hi.html' title='the intern said hi'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-108991524983934116</id><published>2004-07-15T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T11:14:09.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello hello people</title><content type='html'>well well well... what do we have here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had an awesome work day yesterday. went to a potluck i was specially invited which was mucho appreciated.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the vice president of the port talked to me and asked me a question while he was giving a speech. words he spoke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: you there.. what do you do when you start an essay do you use your right or left brain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sits in awe* *stumbles for words* "a brainstorm sir"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes yes an outline!" - is exstatic- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*phew relieved that supervisor saw i didn't mess up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goshness and then i saw the president of the port... and received recognition from a lot of important people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must be a vip now? ... very important person if you know what i mean.. im rubbin against a lot of important people which is.. mmm good very very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking about my bf. uh.. i like this intern on the 7th floor. whooo.. he's hot! lol i told my bf that i might break up with him when school starts because of all that ap stuff i have to deal with which makes me wanna die. other stuff is that im gonna join tennis and other sports and you know i can't just drop everything and get with him.. whenever he wants too.. so i was just warning him and he says&lt;br /&gt;"you're making me sad and negative, why do you do this? i understand but why can't we stay positive? why can't we just let it go like it's supposed to.. it's like you've got a plan or something"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: well.. i gotta let you know that im gonna take breaks from our relationship we might take it down from time to time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremy: yeah.. i understand i have to do a lot of stuff too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: yup.. and remember how you told me i could go out with other people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremy: yeah..don't remind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: well would you be sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremy: of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: so if i broke up with you, you would be depressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremy: yeah.. a lot but im going to let you because ive had already my share of girlfriends and they were really bad ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: see i don't wanna get all committed yet i wanna see what's out there.. that i might be missing.. possibly and then if  i find dumbasses ill always come back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremy: the thing is.. you're so perfect and everything that you might find that other guys will be better for you and you might not come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: wow.. you are negative what do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremy: i mean guys that look better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: like i care about looks... i mean i could like a 500lbs guy and it would be because he was funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremy: well you're gonna have to because by the way i eat 180lbs can turn that way in about a couple of years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah? well then let's jog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremy: right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: yes right now.. you dummy not right now.. it's like what.. 8PM you silly guy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108991524983934116?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463401.post-108984005975683866</id><published>2004-07-14T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T14:20:59.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm...stole this from pauline</title><content type='html'>testy from pauline..&lt;br /&gt;stole it.. i ripped it i took it.. that's me trying to be clepto online. how sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last good kiss: no kisses for me unless they are chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Last cry:  two days ago when i almost got fired from work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last library book checked out: currently reading "life in the fat lane"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality disorders: putting myself down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last movie seen: the notebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last book read: and finished? the good earth by pearl buckman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last beverage drank: water&lt;br /&gt;Last food consumed: macaroni salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last crush: psshh i got a boyfriend but crush.. of course it was scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last phone call: from jeremy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last TV show watched: tv? i don't have cable don't watch tv im divine like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time showered: last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last shoes worn: sandals&lt;br /&gt;Last cd played: smile empty soul of course..&lt;br /&gt;Last item bought: a bag of chips from albertson's for the potluck at work today&lt;br /&gt;Last soda drank: 7 up&lt;br /&gt;Last thing written: my blog stuff &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words spoken: "hi my name is anna and i work in cooperate learning and development how may i help you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sleep: i was sleeping at 5 AM then at 5:30 i been awake no naps after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last IM: pauline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sexual fantasy: about me and jeremy and scott.. yes.. twas an orgy&lt;br /&gt;Last ice cream eaten: neopalition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time wanting to die: not recently im rehabilatated seriously 11 days does a lot for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last lipstick used: my mom's because she wanted me to look pretty for work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time dancing: haha rocking out in my room with air guitar last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last show attended: you mean bands? and concerts i need to get jeremy to go.. or emily so then we can "rock the world"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you got called 'hot': when jeremy called which is all the time.. and i hate it..oh and people out on the street sighs.. too stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HURT: when people are dishonest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE: jeremy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE: when i feel worthless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE: that im not going to hurt jeremy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL: like im on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HIDE: from the happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DRIVE: on chocolate hersey kisses&lt;br /&gt;I MISS: being in san diego i mean la mesa  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED: to live closer&lt;br /&gt;I THINK: everyone will find what they were meant to find in their lives&lt;br /&gt;Current music: "i hate everything about you" - 3 days grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current hair: sophistacated bun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current thing I should be doing: should be? i am doing it.. im at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current desktop picture: me myself and i.. jk but really sherry's banner she made for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you most like about your body? my long seductive fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And least? my huge ass it's big.. im gonna beat j-lo someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many fillings do you have? none cheap viet dentists that means you tam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you're good looking? im not gonna lie.. i used to be unhappy with the way i look but recently moving up to escondido ive had run ins with guys who come up and give me things.. and tell me how hot i am. *shifts eyes* how crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do other people often tell you that you're good looking? did i not just explain already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you look like any celebrities? not really im a mixed kinda girl i might look like im from thailand, malaysia, cambodia, or vietnam people have said but never chinese because im mixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words of wisdom: word to pauline that was scary...your word to wise thing.. was depressing&lt;br /&gt;mine is "when you look for something you will never find it when you least expect things to happen they do, they surprise you in the most craziest ways, that's how love is, and that's how life is, so don't ever hate yourself you were meant to live, and acheive whatever it is god wanted you to do." &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-7463401.post-108975553727945198</id><published>2004-07-13T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T14:52:17.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mmm.. i like this.. a lot</title><content type='html'>i updated and wow.. i think it's great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108975553727945198?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108975553727945198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108975553727945198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder why emiliana cares so much because she is so awesome to me.. i hate that i couldn't be there for her.. and she calls herself a bad friend which is complete crap.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108974981416507804?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108974981416507804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108974981416507804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108974981416507804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108974981416507804'/><link 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I mean i got the side that likes jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Likes Jeremy= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i love you jeremy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i wanna be with you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna hates Jeremy=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why do you love me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you deserve better"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why do you care so much?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.. you know why am i like this? it's so retarded i mean i go out with him for a reason and that reason is to be happy but sometimes i find myself trapped in an enigma trying to find if you know i should really you know be with him or let go of him because you know what i don't deserve such a caring guy. He cares more about me than himself i mean if it came down to it and possibly if i went to school like back to school i might just change feelings AGAIN i mean.. those old flamey feelings for scott might just come rushing back i mean.. we might have classes together and i know his friends will take calculus because they are amazing in math but scott is not. but you know.. the reason why i want scott is well.. he is at the same level of intelligence not saying jeremy is dumb but sometimes i gotta explain to him things. and with scott he's explaining to me what's going on. i like that. i really do. but jeremy is very insiteful he might not know what "paradigm" means but a lot of people don't know what that means... with scott if i say bipolar he's like yeah.. manic depressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know sherry and emiliana were confused when i said that. i know a lot of people would be.. bipolar is a weird concept that comes from within you from hereditary means. I got it from my dad is what im basically saying. His family probably was filled with manic depressive people and the ones who didn't inherit it probably lived longer lives because they we're hearing the negativity and weren't having those manic highs and lows. i mean when im happy im like too happy happier than anyone alive almost like im flying im floating even drugs wouldn't give a normal person this kind of high, but when im low.. like really low im crying im doubting im doing all that i can to make myself feel bad and that's not what i want.... but i mean.. i remember when me and emiliana in the 7th grade were happy then we hit 14 and 15 and we were depressed i know that about life about family about a lot of things and we just didn't want anyone else to know so we kinda kept it like our little secret but when it started going down hill... more and more.. i knew that this wasn't right id be at school all happy but once i went home everynight i would go home crying and crying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So perfect anna wasn't so perfect if you had her life you'd probably wanna kill yourself too! :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-10897412709920422?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/10897412709920422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=10897412709920422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/10897412709920422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/10897412709920422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/questions.html' title='questions'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-108967133385898051</id><published>2004-07-12T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T15:28:53.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im tireeddddd</title><content type='html'>pooped out is bad.. im gonna sleep i think or call jeremy whichever i feels like firsstttt... *yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hard long day deserves nice long talk to jeremy.. yes indeed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108967133385898051?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108967133385898051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108967133385898051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108967133385898051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108967133385898051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/im-tireeddddd.html' title='im tireeddddd'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-108964871873069608</id><published>2004-07-12T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T09:11:58.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i picked jeremy and he picked me!</title><content type='html'>well yesterday was a good day i mean.. goooood! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he came over with his brothers and mom and we had a little chinese food courtesy of my mommy! oh gosh! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to have physical contact with him. We went swimming and in the jacuzzi whooooo... you know what that means! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.. none of that whole blind date crazy ill take off your clothes and stuff just playing footsie. But it was like... wait are we going out again? i mean that was what i was thinking i mean because he was like really flirting like big time. later on.. we ate and had fun with his lil brothers.. awwww..cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then oh goodness when we were up there in the livingroom it was getting good. he wasn't as nervous at the jacuzzi. omg.. like we were watching "switchfoot" live in soma san diego and he was holding my hand and we were.. *sigh* cuddling and wow.. he was not kidding on like.. the way he liked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW I KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. because like omg.. thigh rubbing is good. you have no idea or if you do.. omg it's good. i was all "hot and bothered." like seriously i was like.. i wanted to do something so bad. wow he's good. and like when i needed to wash dishes and let go he wouldn't let go of my hand it was some grip. lol i was like wow. i mean.. wow. heh. it was good. and then after he left he called me and asked me out the right way i mean the first time he asked me out it was like all awkward but this time it was with a poem he wrote for me. awwww.. cuteness. ill admit he's not the hottest guy but he's the sweetest most honest trustworthy guy around. I can see it in his eyes and how he treats his mom and his brothers how he's the responsible one. when a guy can take care of little kids and talk to them in the way and the eyes of a father that's the hot im talking about. i mean my brother's 12 and he can start conversation and start conspiracy talking about me, which i might add bothers me that they are keeping secrets about me. lol *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM in love.. no more scott im gonna forget about him... ill still keep my eye on scott but im taken and oh .. gosh does it feel good to be taken and cared about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can say that this is really love i mean he's my first boyfriend and to him im his first real one too. he says all these things that every girl wants to hear. &lt;br /&gt;he says "you are the most perfect beautiful girl around any guy would be lucky to have you but you know what? you're mine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other stuff he says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"anna you're beautiful you know that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you're the most perfect one in the world"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you're the one i wanna marry because i truly feel you are the one"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when you are happy im more happier than you because i know you are happy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if scott is truly the one for you go for it ill wait for you forever maybe someday you'd come back to me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if you lived in new york and i still lived in esco id walk all the way for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"id do anything to make you happy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. you see.. i didn't fall in love with him the first time.. i was in love with the fact he was in love with me. the first time we dated was for a week... and i was thinking about scott too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so unfaithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now.. it's all changed we're planning on going to the beach on saturday and then when we go back to OG we're gonna be holding hands the whole kitten caboodle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry scott you missed your chance you were just way too slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you jeremy always and forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;anna+jeremy= love&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108964871873069608?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108964871873069608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108964871873069608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108964871873069608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108964871873069608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-picked-jeremy-and-he-picked-me.html' title='i picked jeremy and he picked me!'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-108938591286455624</id><published>2004-07-09T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T08:11:52.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love dilemma</title><content type='html'>im stuck yet again in the love triangle of anna..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why oh why has this happened yet again and again over and over again and again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like jeremy but i like scott. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy makes me feel happy but so does Scott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy likes me for me and will always be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott challenges my thoughts and feelings towards the actions i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy thinks im PERFECT??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott doesn't like me in that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOth can be really good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy is violent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott can be violent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy is very tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott is very muscular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy is responsible in taking care of his two brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott gets everything and anything he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy needs to be taught by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott can teach me all i need to know about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy is sometimes on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott is always on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOth are very honest about their opinions and are afraid sometimes i might get hurt by their advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy always says "well it's true"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott is almost always apologizing because he loves to critique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy knows im the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott is still trying to get to know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy wants to be with me forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott is iffy on a lot of things personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOth are good listeners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy can help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott can help me mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy will do anything for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott tries not to get involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy always is thinking of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott is not sure he really wants to get involved at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy wants to get back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott will only be friends with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy wants to live with me at 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott is still unsure about all that.. because he doesn't know me for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy is sure about everything he says and does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott may like someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy says im the only one for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My analyzation of this all is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi will you help me if you can! :-) smiles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108938591286455624?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108938591286455624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108938591286455624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108938591286455624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108938591286455624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/love-dilemma.html' title='love dilemma'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-108931685026539452</id><published>2004-07-08T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T13:00:50.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a musing...</title><content type='html'>hmm.. well enough with all that quiz crap i was really really really bored.. and im sure you people who received those quizzes are kind of disgruntled with so many things you gotta block off and delete i mean i sure do that all the time.. but what to do when you think &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wow im at work"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol but you know? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ponders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know.. falling off a horse really makes me think.. i mean my back hurts, my butt is a little achy but still i return to work like nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUess what? ... im being threatened to being fired?... that's the thanks i get for nothing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shakes head disapprovingly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean i come to work.. at 7:30 AM i have to wake up at 5:30 AM so i can catch the bus to work and avoid being late. I mean.. being late is the life and death of you at work.. so like.. look that's the reason why im expecting a stern talking to by the director of the port. damnit! im just 16 it's my first job and damnit why won't they cut me a little slack? like c'mon... i work my ass off and the only thing they remember is that im a slob and came late 3 times? in 2 weeks? how can they just forget about all the work i did? it utterly makes me angry that everything ive ever done revolves around my lateness. forever i am doomed if it's always gonna be like that. forever i will cry. and forever i will die because in the end nothing will count because "im a slob and i can be late sometimes" that's my LABEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM A SLOB! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nods head* are you serious? im trying to learn but you people don't let me.. all you wanna do is tattle on me.. until i cry and am relieved from my status as a working woman. well eff you! and eff everyone else because you know what? i don't care im effing 16 years old and i don't need to work i just wanted to make... a little money but that's just way too hard to ask.. because it seems im on the edge of being fired and released back into the dumbass world of anna. welll.... suits me i mean.. i was having way much more fun before if you wanna fire me.. do it.. like i care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't give a granny's hoot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108931685026539452?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108931685026539452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108931685026539452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108931685026539452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108931685026539452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/musing.html' title='a musing...'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-108931314554696571</id><published>2004-07-08T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T11:59:05.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last quiz for today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Anna, you find love in a Mischievous Meeting &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A foreign affair with an exotic stranger. A surprise weekend getaway with your long-time love. These are the fantasies that fill your daydreams. When it comes to romance, your imagination and sense of adventure are in the driver's seat. You have a zest for life that welcomes spontaneity with open arms, and you look for a partner who has the wit and wiles to keep up with you...or to lead the way, as long as you're tripping the light fantastic together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you love mystery and mischief in your romantic encounters, you're also not afraid to make a commitment to someone. You just make sure that keeping it interesting, passionate, and fun are high on their agendas, too. And that doesn't sound mischievous to us at all. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108931314554696571?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108931314554696571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108931314554696571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108931314554696571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108931314554696571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/last-quiz-for-today.html' title='last quiz for today!'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-108931220695857266</id><published>2004-07-08T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T11:43:26.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more and more.. because im a bore</title><content type='html'>Funny&lt;br /&gt; is your&lt;br /&gt;type&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;PARTAAYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;Knock knock, who's there? All your hysterical friends! Sides split when you host a party because these guys can be real jokers. In fact, it's all this fun-filled humor that makes you such a party legend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let the good times roll, you're probably not too shy about pulling out a board game or sparking up a round of charades. Did someone mention costumes, theme parties, or wigs? Sorry, that might have been your last party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, the ice breaks quickly when you're in charge. And that's a good thing. It's great to get people mingling and making new friends. True to form, you don't sweat the small stuff. How can you fret over feet on the coffee table when someone's doing a spot-on celebrity impression?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, if the gang's more into the football game than the Life game, it might be better to switch on the set. At least until halftime. This takes some of the pressure off, and who can be bored when the score's tied in the big event? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM&lt;strong&gt; AAAAAA... Heart-Strong Idealist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an impassioned individual who just can't suppress your ideals. You've got a strong sense of right and wrong, and want to let people know when they've crossed the line. Sure, there are times when you sit back to hear both sides of an argument. But people had better stay out of the way when your fiery passions take hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just because you can be a bit of a rebel with a cause, it doesn't mean you're incapable of being understanding and compassionate. It's because you're so invested in your ideas and interests that you can work so tirelessly toward your goals and speak up for what you believe in. So keep pouring your heart into it. With conviction like yours, you're sure to succeed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL CHECK THIS OUT&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a past life guess what i was???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discover Your Past Life &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iguana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on out in the sun — in your former life you were an iguana named Gunter. Thanks to a biography written by your twin brother, Gilbert, we know a bit about you: Born on a small island to an iguana family of modest means, you met your destiny by unwittingly hopping a boat to the mainland. Quickly mastering the art of gambling, you proceeded to rob everyone you knew blind. Fortunately, iguanas care little for money, so no one was very upset. You used your winnings to build a spa for molting lizards, so they could find comfort while they shed their skins. Thanks to the spa, you became a prominent public citizen and lived the rest of your life indulging your fantasy of singing popular lizard tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im a bjork? what's that?? lol!&lt;br /&gt;Anna, your inner rock star is Bjork! &lt;/strong&gt;Wow, your inner rock star is Bjork. You've charmed the world with your beautiful, zany, personal style. To say you're a member of the alternative set would be a gross understatement. You and Bjork define alternative in its purest form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;less curious more curious &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openness To Experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your high score in the Openness category means that you probably have a strong creative streak. Your broad intellectual curiosity and your interest in the various arts set you apart. Some people may consider you somewhat of a dreamer, and your taste for variety often means moving quickly on to the next experience. This tendency makes you appear a bit flighty and inconsistent. But these elements of your personality simply reflect a character full of new ideas and charged with emotions.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;less focused more focused &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your medium score in the Conscientiousness category means that you have achieved a solid balance in your outlook towards responsibility. You are probably somewhat organized, with a little room for improvement. Your priorities probably reflect a mix of work and play. Thoughtfulness characterizes your thinking style, so you give gravity to important decisions without making a big deal out of minor issues. You are probably serious about achieving success, but do not feel completely driven by this motivation. All in all, you've got a very healthy perspective on work and duty.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;less extraverted more extraverted &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraversion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your high score in the Extraversion category defines your social identity. You probably feel very comfortable with a large number of people, and enjoy spending your time with them. In fact, chances are that you'd prefer to be among people than by yourself. Isolation can feel like punishment. Your vigorous and active style of interaction makes you an excellent leader. Equally, you can be a very warm friend. You probably are someone who enjoys excitement and looks for thrills where you can find them. Your cheerful exuberance means that you are probably quite popular in your social circle.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;less adaptive more adaptive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Agreeableness category refers to your social disposition. Your high score indicates your tendency to forego your own desires for the sake of others - sometimes to a fault. You are probably known as a kind and modest person who is willing to overlook your own needs for the interest of the group. You believe in creating harmony among people, to the point where you can sometimes act a bit dependent. With your straightforward style of communication and your sentimental nature, this isn't hard for you. You tend to see the world by the light you cast - as honest and genuine.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;less reactive more reactive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative Emotionality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative Emotionality scale refers to your emotional reactivity. Your low score implies that you generally resist the influence of what's going on around you. Confronted by situations that most people would find upsetting, you'll often remain calm and rational. For example, strong feelings of embarrassment, sadness, stress or anger are emotions that may not arise too often within you. Instead, you seem to resolve these issues with a minimum of difficulty. Your personality is best characterized as cool and levelheaded.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108931220695857266?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108931220695857266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108931220695857266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108931220695857266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108931220695857266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/more-and-more-because-im-bore.html' title='more and more.. because im a bore'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-108931065467435416</id><published>2004-07-08T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T11:17:34.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>skydiving? and yes the monotonous verge of quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Anna, you're a Skydiver! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're open minded, extroverted, free-spirited, and independent. Chances are you're pretty liberal. You're like a magnet for love and affection. People adore you. And, thanks to that healthy dose of self-confidence, you're super-flexible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chances are, you're a great leader at work. You're also a self-starter and will always volunteer to take on a job. You're also an excellent communicator and tend to spread your enthusiasm to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's just scratching the surface! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anna, your celebrity look is the Mysterious Look! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can say what goes on behind that Mysterious Look? No one for sure, because you love to keep them guessing. Your secretive ways are as intriguing as your exotic beauty. Maybe it's your deep, dreamy eyes, or maybe it's that elusive smile that hides something more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Beauty Pageant Test &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anna, you've been crowned Miss Hilarity &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so maybe you're not always the one having the most fun — but from where we sit, it sure looks like it! You just know how to enjoy life. Whether you're making jokes or just laughing at them, your great sense of humor probably makes you the life of the party.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anna, your summer dream job is an Airwaves Manager &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy rock star, we all know you won't be opening for Prince this summer. But if you wanna try to keep the beat, you can keep the party rolling as an airwaves manager. Your mission? Make sure everyone's having a good time and getting their groove on. That shouldn't be too much trouble for a rebellious spark plug like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are You Evil? &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;good evil &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you're kinda evil. They haven't reserved a place for you in Hell yet, but the leasing agents are starting their calls. (Sorry, no air conditioning.) We're guessing you find others' pain funny, your backstabbing knife is probably pretty sharp, and your sexual wiles have likely brought you enjoyment at the expense of your bunkmates a time or two. If more than one of those three things rings true, consider yourself a card-carrying evil person. If you're interested in recanting the evil thing, sensitivity counseling isn't a bad idea. Or else find a more sadistic career, like a bouncer or a metermaid. But hey, to each his own, and if your evilness fits, wear it. Keep reading for more evil details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;not sexually evil sexually evil &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you have a healthy sex drive — good for you! No one likes a prude. In general, you give as well as you get, though everyone can get a little selfish under the covers, so don't beat yourself up about going for the big one on your birthday. And while you're at it, go ahead and admit it — you've probably flashed a big smile to get your way in the bedroom before. But for the most part, you strike us as a pretty generous lover who's doing well at keeping your raw, sexual power in check. Yeah, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;not passive aggressive passive aggressive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel too bad about hiding your anger. At least, not right now. When your spleen ruptures from internalized stress, then you can feel bad about it. Passive people act that way because they're ultimately sweet and don't want to upset anyone. While that may work for the short term, you end up looking like a real back-stabber when you, ah, stab someone in the back. Try to deal with your problems up front, and you probably won't have to renew your concealed weapons permit this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;not black hearted black hearted &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're not going to say you're a bad person, but you're toeing the line. A little advice: Try to think about how your victim will feel before you pull your next dirty prank (we don't care how funny it is when you take out a classifed ad and sell someone's car for them). You may think cruelty is funny, but your friends don't — especially the ones who've been burned by your verging-on-evil ways. Listen to your conscience a little more, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108931065467435416?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108931065467435416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108931065467435416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108931065467435416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108931065467435416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/skydiving-and-yes-monotonous-verge-of.html' title='skydiving? and yes the monotonous verge of quizzes'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-108930761353927652</id><published>2004-07-08T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T10:27:38.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more quizzez to better understand the enigma i call my life</title><content type='html'>   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Kind of Movie Are You? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anna&lt;/strong&gt;, if you were a movie, you'd be a &lt;strong&gt;Groundbreaking Documentary &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you think documentaries are boring, think again. Like your movie match, you're an intelligent individual who makes people think. Documentaries span all sorts of topics, from the trivial to the profound. Perhaps your interests do the same, but one thing's clear — you're a smarty and you like to learn. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anna, your movie star double is Cate Blanchett &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An intellectual like you needs to be played by someone who understands how to be deep without being boring, someone who can grasp complicated subjects and make them seem clear cut, someone like Cate Blanchett. Whether bringing to life Elizabethan stories or playing an undercover WWII courier in Charlotte Gray, Cate has shown the world that being smart can be sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Score! Your celebrity match is Heath Ledger!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, you know there's a part of you that dreams about being swept off your feet by a blond-haired, blue-eyed rebel. Today's your lucky day. You've been matched with Heath Ledger because he's strong enough to make his own decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anna, your great American getaway is New York City &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city that never sleeps — that's where you could take a well-deserved break from daily life. One of the most stimulating cities on earth, New York, like you, offers tons of perspectives and boundless energy. Whether you prefer Madison Avenue's high-brow boutiques and pricey restaurants or downtown's street vendors and hot-dog carts, you need a getaway where all kinds of people, cultures, and ideas are brewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anna, you take the most risks when it comes to Tarnishing Your Image &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image shmimage. An independent person like you doesn't lose much sleep over what other people think of you. And that's what frees you up to take chances and go after your goals without worrying too much about losing, failing, or looking goofy along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anna, you're divinely inspired when it comes to Music And The Arts! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a lust for life and a rich imagination that just can't survive without a little music, art, and creativity! Whether you're heading out to hear a band, watch a play, attend an art exhibit, or just flipping through books or cds in your room, you get inspired by, well, the inspiration of others! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are You Loony?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To borrow a phrase from Forrest Gump, loony is as loony does. You know how true that is — in fact, you've embraced it. Because while you certainly have your moments of insanity, you know when to say when. Sure, you get a kick out of occasionally doing and saying things other people think are goofy or off-the-wall — you're a real sucker for being the center of attention now and again — but there are plenty of times when you'd just as soon be calmer and more serious. The same goes for expressing your emotions. No stranger to strong feelings, you choose your battles and control your highs and lows, saving your emotional outbursts for when you need them most. After all, fun and craziness are all well and good, in the right time and place, but balancing your "up" and "down" times earns you more respect in the long run. Not nearly as nutty as a fruitcake — but maybe giving Pralines 'n' Cream a run for its money — you're the perfect mix of impulse and restraint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anna, you need a dress that makes you a Dancing Queen &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, party girl, the band will surely be glad to see you walk in the door. One look at your sassy threads, and it's clear that you're ready to strut your stuff on and off the dance floor. With your outgoing personality and natural ease with all kinds of people, you're happy to get the party started and more often than not even happier to stay til it closes down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you just winking at us? We couldn't quite tell... In fact, we think it's pretty safe to say that you're a &lt;strong&gt;Subtle Flirt &lt;/strong&gt;— you're a master of the flirting game. You know how to attract attention from anyone, any time. A quick come-hither smile, a little game of look-away-and-look-back-again — before long you have the object of your affection wrapped around your little finger. One of the best things about your approach is that it's discreet. You can always act innocent and coy if something gets taken out of context or misunderstood. Just make sure you're not too subtle, or you may end up playing the game all by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's Your Type? &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your type is the Goofball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter is the way to your heart. A guy with a great sense of humor isdefinitely the one for you! You want a Goofball, someone who can laugh athimself and make you laugh, too. There's no bigger turn-off than a guy whotakes himself too seriously. You know that if a guy is silly, he's generallyself-confident and secure. Your man is a people magnet and everyone'sfavorite friend. There's never a dull moment with your jokester nearby. Youcrave excitement and laughter, and your goofball enhances those things inyour life. You probably think life is too short to spend it without asmile. Your goofy guy will ensure that that doesn't happen — hislighthearted and silly ways make everything a little bit brighter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108930761353927652?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108930761353927652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108930761353927652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108930761353927652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108930761353927652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/more-quizzez-to-better-understand.html' title='more quizzez to better understand the enigma i call my life'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-108930170001820768</id><published>2004-07-08T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T08:48:20.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what movie would i be in??</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/SuperCurlz/1059384212_pFightclub.jpg" border="0" alt="CWINDOWSDesktopFightclub.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fight Club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/SuperCurlz/quizzes/What%20movie%20Do%20you%20Belong%20in%3F(many%20different%20outcomes!)/"&gt; 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&lt;font size="-1"&gt;What swear word are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108929995037634364?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108929995037634364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108929995037634364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108929995037634364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108929995037634364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/say-what.html' title='say what??'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-108929955196718931</id><published>2004-07-08T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T08:12:31.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my life.. needs excitement hint hint</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Realistic Romantic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are perfectly picky: self-respecting without expecting the moon and stars. Sure, you have a few male must-haves -- such as kindness and chemistry -- but you don't expect every guy you date to fit a cookie-cutter list of requirements or spoil you like you're Catherine Zeta-Jones. "You have a great deal of self-confidence and an open mind about what qualities you find attractive in a guy, so you're accepting of minor imperfections," says Lynn Friedman, Ph.D., a clinical psychologist in Bethesda, Md.. So if a new beau who is otherwise great makes an inconsiderate move or a blind date winds up not being as stunning as you'd hoped, you'll remind yourself that, hey, you aren't perfect either and focus on his positives before giving him the boot. At the same time, you won't settle for subpar performances. "While you accept the occasional faux pas from men, you do not tolerate repeated bad behavior," says Friedman. After all, you're worth a helluva lot more than that, and every guy who's lucky enough to date you knows it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108929955196718931?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108929955196718931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108929955196718931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108929955196718931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108929955196718931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-life-needs-excitement-hint-hint.html' title='my life.. needs excitement hint hint'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-108922635891377373</id><published>2004-07-07T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T13:01:42.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how bored can i get? more quizzes? c'mon.. already</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;who's my mr. right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You scored 70% Air&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In romance, you're drawn to the qualities of an Air Sign. You're turned on by a man's intellect and sense of humor more than his net worth or fine physique. You desire a mate who will match you wit for wit and keep you up all night talking. Air Signs prefer to keep things light and even, so if you want love that's playful, you might be most turned on by a Gemini, a Libra or an Aquarius mate. Read more about these Sun Signs to discover more about their motivations and desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 20% Water&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In romance, you lean toward qualities exhibited by Water Signs. You seek a mate who is kind and compassionate, not afraid to feel, someone to whom you can really bare your soul. You appreciate romance and sentiment, and though the man you long for may be a bit shy or innocent, he is very, very generous and open-minded. You'd probably love to be with a Cancer, a Scorpio or a Pisces lover. Read more about these Sun Signs to discover more about their motivations and desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 10% Earth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In romance, you lean toward qualities exhibited by Earth Signs. You're turned on by affluence and opulence. While you crave status and security, you also want a man with a sensual streak as strong as his stock portfolio. You like to take things slowly and make informed decisions, so you may find a Taurus, a Virgo or a Capricorn lover to be the sexiest match for you. Read more about these Sun Signs to discover more about their motivations and desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 0% Fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In romance, you're drawn to the qualities of a Fire Sign mate, someone ambitious, ardent and active. You don't like hesitant men -- you like a guy who'll take a chance and make the first move. Impatiently passionate, you need someone who will show you a good time -- and the world. You have a good chance of finding happiness with an Aries, a Leo or a Sagittarius man. Read more about these Sun Signs to discover more about their motivations and desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG CRAZZINESSSS look at this!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daily Teen&lt;br /&gt;July 07, 2004  &lt;br /&gt;You may love to argue, but when a friend or sweetie refuses to play fair, you get your back up about it. Getting mad is one thing, but articulating why you're upset is an entirely different -- and way tougher -- skill . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a fight with my mommy this morning.. awww.. she needs a hug! :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me and jeremy.. possibly?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pisces and Taurus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Taurus and Pisces come together in a love affair, it's generally a happy union. They are two positions apart within the Zodiac, and such Signs tend to have karmic ties and a deep empathy for one another. While Pisces is idealistic, dreamy and impressionistic, Taurus is more down-to-earth and practical. They're both nurturers, however, and both prize harmony and stability in a relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two Signs have much to offer one another. Taurus can provide the grounded approach Pisces needs to put all those dreams into action, and Pisces can offer the kindness, gentleness and sweet sympathy that Taurus so loves in a lover. At times, Taurus can't understand Pisces's seemingly simplistic life view; in reality, of course, Pisces isn't simple at all. Still waters truly run deep, in this case. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus is ruled by Venus (Love) and Pisces is ruled by Jupiter (Luck) and Neptune (Illusions). When Venus and Neptune meet, a beautiful spiritual connection is made. Both of these celestial bodies vibrate with feminine energy. Together, they represent an idealistic relationship which borders on the divine. Jupiter adds its masculine energy to the combination; this Planet represents philosophy, expansion and excesses. These two Signs together can produce the kind of union both dream of; it may seem like heaven on Earth to both. The downside? This kind of heady, dreamy connection can be rooted in just that -- dreams, illusions, fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone who is a gemini and sherry ms. gemini who is my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisces and Gemini&lt;br /&gt;When Gemini and Pisces form a friendship, it can be a mutually empathetic relationship as both Signs are dual natured. Pisces flows within their dream-like surroundings, and Gemini's quicksilver wit adds an edge to each new shared experience. Both Signs are very open-minded and adaptable and, at times, inconsistent. The keyword to this relationship is flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemini and Pisces make very good friends, as they understand the duality in each other. Pisces is more intuitive and sensitive; Gemini must be careful to think before they speak and say something that mind offend the emotional Pisces. Even when they do have problems, these friends can forgive and forget easily. Both can get over their arguments quickly, and neither bear grudges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemini is ruled by Mercury, and Pisces is ruled by Jupiter and Neptune. Mercury's communicative ability and Neptune's spiritual depth make these Signs compatible when working together toward a common end. Jupiter is about teaching and understanding, which provides the empathy and ideals associated with the Piscean nature. Mercury is all about quick wit, innovation and invention. Whenever Gemini comes up with a new idea -- as happens all the time -- Pisces is eager to go along with their friend and understand the concept from an intuitive level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. emiliana! &lt;br /&gt;here's your readout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisces and Taurus&lt;br /&gt;When Taurus and Pisces form a friendship, it's generally a positive combination. They are two positions apart within the Zodiac, and such signs tend to have karmic ties and empathy for each other. Taurus is more practical, prefers the facts and a clear direction, while Pisces is idealistic and looks for the feeling of a situation. Both signs work toward a harmonious relationship and are basically tolerant and sympathetic people. Taurus can help Pisces fulfill dreams and ambitions -- to turn ideas into reality. On the other hand, Pisces offers gentleness, kindness and sympathy which Taurus admires and appreciates. Taurus is interested in material comforts and at times cannot understand the simplistic attitude of Pisces. Their priorities can be very different when it comes to their life's aspirations. Once they can understand and overcome this difference, theirs will be a very rewarding friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus is ruled by Venus, and Pisces is ruled by Jupiter and Neptune. When Venus and Neptune meet, a beautiful spiritual connection is made. Both of these celestial bodies vibrate with feminine energy. Together, they represent an idealistic friendship that borders on the divine. Pisces is also ruled by Jupiter. This adds a masculine energy to the combination and represents philosophy, expansion and excesses. The nature of this planetary combination offers a dream-come-true friendship with harp players and white fluffy clouds. The downside is that this can be called an illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and? who else? hit me up if you want an astrology reading..! see how compatible you are with me... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and let's see this is my passion sign whatever that means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Capricorn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your Mars is in Capricorn, you may have tremendous endurance and tenacity to accomplish what you put your mind to. You are focused and practical, bringing tremendous energy into a controlled and directed outlet. You work hard, and are a respectable, determined lover, worker, and friend. You are willing to put in the time it takes to build a relationship that is truly satisfying and mutually beneficial. Your lover will find you stable, thoughtful,and down to earth. Your potency attracts people who admire you and recognize you for your efforts and practical nature. Sensuality and a muted, underlying passionate nature make you an excellent catch for anyone who enjoys peace, stability, and a no nonsense approach to life! You offer stability to your relationships and are happiest when you and your partner are working toward a common goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;IM A PISCES&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna, the best Zodiac Match for your personality is Capricorn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capricorn, the Goat (December 22 to January 20): This ambitious and practical partner is just your type. Initially, a Capricorn may catch your eye because of their self-confident ways and down-to-earth personality. But as you get to know them better, you're likely to be even more drawn to your Capricorn's grand aspirations and the persistent dedication they show to things they believe in. People born under this sign are often excellent with money and can be natural managers. Be aware, though, that Capricorns' task-oriented natures can make them a bit short with others from time to time. However, for the most part they are diplomatic and tactful when communicating their perspectives about your relationship. In the bedroom, you'll likely find the Goat is both flirtatious and lusty; most Capricorns have a hardy sex drive. Overall, Capricorns are focused, driven people who are willing to work steadily toward their life's goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Capricorn is your strongestbest Zodiac Match, your responses indicate there are a number of other astrological signs that you're highly compatible with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol!! it said my name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108922635891377373?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108922635891377373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108922635891377373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108922635891377373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108922635891377373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/how-bored-can-i-get-more-quizzes-cmon.html' title='how bored can i get? more quizzes? c&apos;mon.. already'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-108880278045390372</id><published>2004-07-02T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T14:13:00.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIZZY POO</title><content type='html'>took a quiz to cheer me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;am i independent?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-Sufficient Senorita&lt;br /&gt;You strike just the right balance between getting support from others and carrying your own weight. No one would accuse you of being overly reliant on others because most of the time you think and act independently, without the slightest hint of drama or fuss. But wisely, you also realize that you don’t always know best, so getting a friend’s input -- on school, guys, or even your wardrobe choices -- can be invaluable. It’s cool that that you’re not too proud to get a little help when the going gets tough. Keep on keepin’ on and you’ll be golden. Fo rizzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who's my punk bf?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Deryk Whibley&lt;br /&gt;You don’t want to waste your time your time being just another tragedy of society. That’s why you don’t take yourself -- or anything, really -- too seriously. Your irreverent attitude makes you the soulmate of Sum 41 singer Deryk (who’s, incidentally, just about the only guy we know who could get away with covering Avril Lavigne’s “Complicated”). Like D.W., you love to party, play pranks, and generally wreak havoc on those around you. (In a good way.) Whether he’s blonde or brunette, this cocky Canadian is the punk for you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;say whaaa?? CANADIAN LIKE SCOTT??? heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will i hook up with anyone over the summer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non Stop Flirt Fest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hook up? Well, if by "hook up" you mean "flirt with every guy in a five mile radius", then yes. But it's up to you whether all your eyelash batting and giggles lead to anything. You won't be making out under the boardwalk unless you actually go for it. Which we think you'll do -- with the right guy. Hey, your smooches don't come out of charity -- if they guy ain't worth it, you shouldn't lock lips with him. But we're sure you can muster up someone smoochworthy this summer, so invest in some flavored lip gloss and get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last one before i do something else.. whoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what part would i play in a movie..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leading Lady&lt;br /&gt;It's a gift to be able to charm the masses, Miss Thang. You were born with a magical inner glow, along with innumerable skills and talents. People look at you and say, "She's gonna be a star." You look in the mirror and think, "I already am." Cool, confident, and charismatic -- you're destined for greatness. J.Lo better watch her back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108880278045390372?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108880278045390372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108880278045390372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108880278045390372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108880278045390372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/quizzy-poo.html' title='QUIZZY POO'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-108880108162781825</id><published>2004-07-02T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T13:44:41.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!!!</title><content type='html'>i almost got fired today.. so damnit i just damnit argh... im sad about it and mad.. and my moods keep changing every second... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108880108162781825?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108880108162781825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108880108162781825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108880108162781825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108880108162781825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/omg.html' title='OMG!!!'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-108870923778095026</id><published>2004-07-01T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T07:41:09.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>well.. plans</title><content type='html'>BBQ today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being paid tomorrow YESSSSSSSSSS WORKING LIKE A DOG PAYS OFFFFFFFF!!!! DAMMNNN YOUUUUUU! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. going to ABBY's to karoke.. gotta call her tonight.. and i will go to my cousins to go to warped tour.. yeeeeeehaaawwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th of july weeekend bash! coming right up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anna &lt;br /&gt;Corporate Learning and Development&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Striving to be the best that she can be, Anna is the model student with a goal of attending Yale.   She wants to help out the community and feels the best way to accomplish that is through a career as a lawyer, doctor, or psychologist.   When she has some time to herself she likes making websites, listening to rock music, and playing instruments.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my picture for this description is so ugly.. ewwwww.. grossssss....heh thanks for your interest in my life.. lol heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108870923778095026?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108870923778095026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108870923778095026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108870923778095026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108870923778095026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/07/well-plans.html' title='well.. plans'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-108862109326835252</id><published>2004-06-30T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T11:44:53.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uh??</title><content type='html'>BORED AT COMPUTER&gt;&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108862109326835252?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108862109326835252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108862109326835252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108862109326835252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108862109326835252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/06/uh.html' title='uh??'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-108860766918505586</id><published>2004-06-30T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T09:22:08.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>out sick yesterday back again</title><content type='html'>yesterday i had a MONSTER HEADACHE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was feeling oh so .. bad. &lt;br /&gt;so i felt i needed to get away and was on a personal absence of the much needed kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im back at work.. and im drinking soup it's very good. creamy goodness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy im back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for those of you who don't know.. im a "wannabe" drunk &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plans to go to pauline's house to sleep over and then...party harty.. today though is both their bdays!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BDAY TO MY MOMMY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to pauline!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then gonna see the notebook with my mom and possibly jeremy. then.. i talk to scott not in the lovey dovey way.. if you know what i mean... heeeeheeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just asked him about guitars and talked about where he's travelled and where i travelled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's a rich boy.. him and his limo damnit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...i asked if he could hook me up with.. chad and devin to see if they were single&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108860766918505586?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108860766918505586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108860766918505586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108860766918505586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108860766918505586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/06/out-sick-yesterday-back-again.html' title='out sick yesterday back again'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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-7463401.post-108843448450792670</id><published>2004-06-28T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T07:54:44.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>at work</title><content type='html'>i decided to keep track of what i do over the summer .. xanga is too complicated sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to emiliana's house in santee had a blast with roxy who..raped me? lol :) hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Then to sherry's and we had fun. talking about rehab..hahahahaa yay..&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to alice's house and jumped in her pool without her knowing and tried watching spirited away which frankly is a pretty freaky movie i think..heh heh "rollin heads??" wtf? hahaha so like yeah and then for that time tam was in france eating french pasteries and watching saggy boobs at french nudey beaches lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok.. thennn.. abby came yay!!! i was super happy we had tons of fun and on father's day abby's dad got a thong. lol hahaha abby has a buddy that looks like adam brody from the oc lol weeeeeeeeeee happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to my cousins house in linda vista which was fun her bday and my other cousins bday yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then found i was going to warped tour?? awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are going..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then found my cousin is getting married so... much family stuff going with my dad which is kinda iffy but he's cool now.. and tam is going with me he's my "date" lol .. heh heh ok ok.. it's not what you think.. i just need a little time to spend with the french viet lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then pauline and my mommy's bday is on the same day.. so im taking my mommy to see THE NOTEBOOK yay. hotness so kinky. GOing to pauline's bday yay!! then.. i gotta ask emiliana about going to her house on friday then going to pauline's bday and then calling abby to set up stuff so i can hang at her house then go back to emily's house and then...back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh.. and i need to go to the library to check out some books and then do pre cal and calculus summer assignments... get a bass... get a hamster lol hammy!! .. then get squishy a tank or something and...a laptop computer because mine is soooooo stupid sometimes.. it's riddled with.. SPYWARE! cronk! lol so.. yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big summer ahead just that i yeah..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to 6 flags who wants in?? i got coupons from work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh.. and for you orchestra people out there..&lt;br /&gt;SYMPHONY ORCHESTRA TIX 15% off come talk to me about it.. call me 760-839-5829 i know it's you connie and phong aka blake or adam and... TAMICO hahahahaa k &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laterz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7463401-108843448450792670?l=smileemptyone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/feeds/108843448450792670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7463401&amp;postID=108843448450792670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108843448450792670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7463401/posts/default/108843448450792670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileemptyone.blogspot.com/2004/06/at-work.html' title='at work'/><author><name>Blogger</name><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>
