<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10909207</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:36:42.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Rebel*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-rebellion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10909207/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-rebellion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pink_rebellion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833660230110594202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10909207.post-110921451567847674</id><published>2005-02-23T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T19:08:35.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Could Be Your First Real Heartache...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; "Punk Rock Princess" Something Corporate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feeling:&lt;/b&gt;like crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School sucks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, Vanessa and I had an drama thing and we were stuck with Stephen, Justin (not my Justin... this one is a junior), and Nate (this really hot guy in our drama club) ... turns out we had to do a "Whose Line Is It Anyway?" type ordeal. Fun fun...so naturally, Nate's the "Drew Carry" as Vanessa has dubbed him. Well, when we did "Props," Vanessa and I had this foamy thing. I pretended it was a dress, but somehow it got staticky and since we have uniforms, my skirt goes UP and everyone sees my dragonfly panties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hides under bed cover* At least Stephen is talking to me. Stephen is one of my new friends. He's so COOL. He's my garage band king/llama/Squishy. (Long story.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're calling for snow tomorrow. That means either means no school or we leave early. I hope it's the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen: Rory, can I be your garage band king?&lt;br /&gt;Rory: Sure, go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;*Rory*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10909207-110921451567847674?l=pink-rebellion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-rebellion.blogspot.com/feeds/110921451567847674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10909207&amp;postID=110921451567847674' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10909207/posts/default/110921451567847674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10909207/posts/default/110921451567847674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-rebellion.blogspot.com/2005/02/if-i-could-be-your-first-real.html' title='If I Could Be Your First Real Heartache...'/><author><name>pink_rebellion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833660230110594202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10909207.post-110873868745938506</id><published>2005-02-18T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T06:58:07.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Might As Well Be Strangers</title><content type='html'>Your full name: Rory Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Age: 14&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5' 5" &lt;br /&gt;Natural hair colour: strawberry blonde&lt;br /&gt;Eye colour: blue&lt;br /&gt;Number of siblings: two older sisters&lt;br /&gt;Glasses/contacts?: nope&lt;br /&gt;Piercings: my ears&lt;br /&gt;Tattoos: no&lt;br /&gt;Braces?: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVOURITE&lt;br /&gt;Colour: black and pink&lt;br /&gt;Band: The Donnas&lt;br /&gt;Song: "We Might As Well Be Strangers" Keane&lt;br /&gt;Stuffed animal: don't have any&lt;br /&gt;Video game: don't play any&lt;br /&gt;TV show: The OC&lt;br /&gt;Movie: Moulin Rouge&lt;br /&gt;Book: TTYL&lt;br /&gt;Food: anything I shove in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;Game on a cell phone: snake&lt;br /&gt;CD cover: Green Day "Dookie"&lt;br /&gt;Flower: water lilies and roses&lt;br /&gt;Scent: ocean water&lt;br /&gt;Animal: dog&lt;br /&gt;Comic book: don't read any &lt;br /&gt;Cereal: Peanut Butter Toast Crunch&lt;br /&gt;Website: holdthebutton.com&lt;br /&gt;Cartoon: SpongeBob SquarePants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU&lt;br /&gt;Play an instrument?: i can sorta play the guitar&lt;br /&gt;Watch TV more than 60 hours a week?: no&lt;br /&gt;Like to sing?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Have a job?: i did...i got fired&lt;br /&gt;Have a cell phone?: no (i wish though)&lt;br /&gt;Like to play sports?: they're OK&lt;br /&gt;Have a boyfriend/girlfriend?: no&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush on someone?: justin&lt;br /&gt;Live somewhere NOT in the united states?: no&lt;br /&gt;Have more than 5 TVs in your house?: no (one in parent's room, one in living room, one in kitchen)&lt;br /&gt;Have any special talents/skills?: not that i know of&lt;br /&gt;Exercise daily?: not DAILY&lt;br /&gt;Like school?: who does?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU&lt;br /&gt;Sing the alphabet backwards?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Stand on your tip toes without wearing shoes?: yep&lt;br /&gt;Speak any other languages?: i can speak some spanish&lt;br /&gt;Go a day without food?: no i'm a pig, but i'm not fat&lt;br /&gt;Stay up for more than 24 hours?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Read music, not just tabs?: yeah sorta&lt;br /&gt;Roll your tongue?: no&lt;br /&gt;Eat a whole pizza?: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;Snuck out of the house?: no&lt;br /&gt;Cried to get out of trouble?: no&lt;br /&gt;Gotten lost in your city?: yeah...it was fun though&lt;br /&gt;Seen a shooting star?: yeah...made a wish...didn't come true&lt;br /&gt;Been to any other countries besides the united states?: yeah, england and mexico&lt;br /&gt;Had a serious surgery?: nope&lt;br /&gt;Stolen something important to someone else?: no&lt;br /&gt;Solved a rubiks cube?: no those things are hard&lt;br /&gt;Gone out in public in your pajamas?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Cried over a girl?: no&lt;br /&gt;Cried over a boy?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Kissed a random stranger?: no&lt;br /&gt;Hugged a random stranger?: no&lt;br /&gt;Been in a fist fight?: no, but i slapped a girl in school for acting like a bitch&lt;br /&gt;Been arrested?: nope&lt;br /&gt;Done drugs?: no&lt;br /&gt;Had alcohol?: no&lt;br /&gt;Laughed and had milk come out of your nose?: no&lt;br /&gt;Pushed all the buttons on an elevator?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Gone to school only to find you had the day off because of a holiday/etc?: no&lt;br /&gt;Swore at your parents?: no&lt;br /&gt;Been to warped tour?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Kicked a guy where it hurts?: yeah many times :) sorry justin&lt;br /&gt;Been in love?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Been close to love?: read above&lt;br /&gt;Been to a casino?: no&lt;br /&gt;Ran over an animal and killed it?: no can't drive yet&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone?: no, i drink my milk&lt;br /&gt;Gotten stitches?: no&lt;br /&gt;Had a water-balloon fight in winter?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour?: no&lt;br /&gt;Made homemade muffins?: i tried but they were gross...i blame the home ec teacher&lt;br /&gt;Bitten someone?: when i was, like, 3&lt;br /&gt;Been to disneyland/disneyworld?: no&lt;br /&gt;More than 5 times?: no&lt;br /&gt;Been to Niagara falls?: no&lt;br /&gt;Burped in someones face?: gotten burped in MY face&lt;br /&gt;Gotten the chicken pox?: when i was 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHENS THE LAST TIME YOU&lt;br /&gt;Brushed your teeth: this morning&lt;br /&gt;Went to the bathroom: 2 minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;Saw a movie in theaters: Bridget Jones: Edge Of Reason&lt;br /&gt;Read a book: yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Had a snow day: last winter&lt;br /&gt;Had a party: no idea&lt;br /&gt;Had a slumber party: &lt;br /&gt;Made fun of someone: never...i'm too nice&lt;br /&gt;Tripped in front of someone: yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Went to the grocery store: yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Got sick: like, two months ago&lt;br /&gt;Cursed: two hours ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICK ONE&lt;br /&gt;Fruit/vegetables: fruit&lt;br /&gt;Black/white: black&lt;br /&gt;Lights on/lights off: lights off&lt;br /&gt;TV/movie: movie&lt;br /&gt;Car/truck: car&lt;br /&gt;Body spray/lotion: body spray&lt;br /&gt;Cash/check: cash &lt;br /&gt;Pillows/blankets: blankets&lt;br /&gt;Headache/stomach ache: headache&lt;br /&gt;Paint/charcoal: paint&lt;br /&gt;Chinese food/mexican food: CHINESE FOOD&lt;br /&gt;Summer/winter: summer&lt;br /&gt;Snow/rain: rain&lt;br /&gt;Fog/misty: misty&lt;br /&gt;Rock/rap: ROCK TO THE MILLIONTH POWER&lt;br /&gt;Meat/vegetarian: vegetarian&lt;br /&gt;Boy/girl: boy&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate/vanilla: vanilla&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkles/icing: icing&lt;br /&gt;Cake/pie: cake&lt;br /&gt;French toast/french fries: french fries&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries/blueberries: strawberries&lt;br /&gt;Ocean/swimming pool: oh god this is hard...ocean i guess&lt;br /&gt;Hugs/kisses: kisses&lt;br /&gt;Cookies/muffins: cookies&lt;br /&gt;p33n/bewbz: wtf???&lt;br /&gt;Wallet/pocket: pocket&lt;br /&gt;Window/door: window&lt;br /&gt;Emo/goth: ooh...tough&lt;br /&gt;Pink/purple: pink&lt;br /&gt;Cat/dog: dog, duh&lt;br /&gt;Long sleeve/short sleeve: short sleeve&lt;br /&gt;Pants/shorts: pants&lt;br /&gt;Winter break/spring break: spring break&lt;br /&gt;Spring/autumn: autumn&lt;br /&gt;Clouds/clear sky: clear sky&lt;br /&gt;Moon/mars: the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP&lt;br /&gt;How many friends do you have?: four (i'm really shy)&lt;br /&gt;What are their names?: vanessa, mallory, justin, and mike&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a best friend?: vanessa&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever liked one of your friends?: justin&lt;br /&gt;Do you have more guy friends or more girl friends?: i have the same amount&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever lost a friend?: no&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gone to an amusement park with a friend?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Whats an inside joke between you and a friend?: vanessa- "OH MY GOD RORY! IT'S THE RING!" rory- "WE'RE GONNA DIE IN SEVEN DAYS!" vanessa- "Let's find hot guys to make out with"&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gotten in a big argument with a friend?: no&lt;br /&gt;Whats the nicest thing you've ever done for a friend?: i stood up on a table at lunch and told the most popular girl in our grade to go f--- herself because she spread a rumor that mallory was a lesbian (she's not)&lt;br /&gt;Whats the nicest thing a friend has ever done for you?: justin wrote me an e-mail, listing all the reasons why i rock&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss any of your old friends?: no not really&lt;br /&gt;What friend have you known the longest?: justin&lt;br /&gt;Do you regret anything you've done to a friend?: nope&lt;br /&gt;If so, what is it?: see above&lt;br /&gt;How often do you spend time with your friends?: almost every waking minute with them&lt;br /&gt;Do any of your friends drive?: mike&lt;br /&gt;Has a friend of yours ever died?: no&lt;br /&gt;Whats the dumbest thing you've done with a friend?: &lt;br /&gt;What do you think your friends think of you?: they think i'm really cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE AND ALL THAT CRAP&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in love?: yes&lt;br /&gt;If you have, with who?: justin&lt;br /&gt;Are you single?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Are you in a relationship?: nope&lt;br /&gt;If so, for how long?: i said no, dammit&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there is someone for everyone?: yes&lt;br /&gt;What is your idea of the best date?: just hanging out, talking, rocking out to music, and a nice dinner&lt;br /&gt;What was your first kiss like?: haven't had it yet&lt;br /&gt;How old were you when you got your first kiss?: haven't had it yet&lt;br /&gt;Do you think love is a load of shit?: heck yes&lt;br /&gt;Whats the best experience you've ever had with the opposite sex?: &lt;br /&gt;If you are single, have you had any boyfriends/girlfriends before?: no&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been dumped?: no&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dumped someone?: no&lt;br /&gt;Whats the most sexual thing you've done with the opposite sex?: nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORD ASSOCIATION&lt;br /&gt;Slippers: cozy&lt;br /&gt;Hat: snow (hat)&lt;br /&gt;Hard: hat&lt;br /&gt;Free: as the wind blows...&lt;br /&gt;Space: out&lt;br /&gt;Taste: this&lt;br /&gt;Good charlotte: sucks &lt;br /&gt;Red: light&lt;br /&gt;Deep: as a kiddie pool&lt;br /&gt;Heart: broken&lt;br /&gt;Cord: extension&lt;br /&gt;Cheese: grater&lt;br /&gt;Rain: on me&lt;br /&gt;Work: hard for the money&lt;br /&gt;Pedal: to the medal&lt;br /&gt;Head: bang&lt;br /&gt;Bed: room&lt;br /&gt;Fluff: aww..&lt;br /&gt;Hardcore: music&lt;br /&gt;Race: i don't judge&lt;br /&gt;Knife: steak&lt;br /&gt;Jump: uh no that's ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I....&lt;br /&gt;am: lonely&lt;br /&gt;want: justin&lt;br /&gt;need: justin&lt;br /&gt;crave: chocolate&lt;br /&gt;love: justin&lt;br /&gt;hate: love&lt;br /&gt;did: some stuff my parents would kill me if they knew&lt;br /&gt;feel: sad&lt;br /&gt;miss: vanessa&lt;br /&gt;am annoyed by: the media&lt;br /&gt;would rather: be eating&lt;br /&gt;am tired of: school&lt;br /&gt;will always: love justin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SILLY STUFF&lt;br /&gt;What is your favourite genre of music?: indie, punk, rock, alternative... anything rock&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now?: 9:54&lt;br /&gt;What day is it?: saturday&lt;br /&gt;Whens the last time you called someone?: no idea&lt;br /&gt;How much money do you have right now?: 22 cents&lt;br /&gt;Are you hungry?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Whatcha doin?: listening to music&lt;br /&gt;Do you like parades?: no&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the moon?: yes it's very round&lt;br /&gt;What are you going to do when you're done with this?: talk to someone&lt;br /&gt;Isn't cup a funny word when you repeat it over and over?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;If you could have any magical power what would it be?: the power to read minds&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a picnic?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever have one of those skip-its when you were young?: heck yes!&lt;br /&gt;What about sock em boppers?: no&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing any socks right now?: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU THINK YOU ARE&lt;br /&gt;funny?: sorta&lt;br /&gt;pretty?: no not really&lt;br /&gt;sarcastic?: no never ~rolls eyes~&lt;br /&gt;lazy?: i can be&lt;br /&gt;hyper?: not really&lt;br /&gt;friendly?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;evil?: when i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;smart?: i get good grades&lt;br /&gt;strong?: not he-man strong&lt;br /&gt;talented?: maybe&lt;br /&gt;dorky?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASSOCIATE THESE WORDS WITH SOMEONE YOU KNOW (or dont know)&lt;br /&gt;high: mike&lt;br /&gt;skip: me&lt;br /&gt;dance: mallory&lt;br /&gt;lonely: me&lt;br /&gt;pen: mike&lt;br /&gt;flower: vanessa&lt;br /&gt;window: mallory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10909207-110873868745938506?l=pink-rebellion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-rebellion.blogspot.com/feeds/110873868745938506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10909207&amp;postID=110873868745938506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10909207/posts/default/110873868745938506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10909207/posts/default/110873868745938506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-rebellion.blogspot.com/2005/02/we-might-as-well-be-strangers.html' title='We Might As Well Be Strangers'/><author><name>pink_rebellion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833660230110594202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10909207.post-110868766331467007</id><published>2005-02-17T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T16:47:43.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These Things Happen When You Live In A Small Town</title><content type='html'>So...this is, like, the millionth blog I have onlone. This is my first one on Blogger, but I have many many more. Why do I have so many?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanna be heard, loud and clear.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a small town, if you're heard loud and clear, it's used against you. People talk because they have nothing else to do but pick away at your life. After a while, it's an itch that gets under your skin and no matter how hard or how deep you scratch, it's there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10909207-110868766331467007?l=pink-rebellion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-rebellion.blogspot.com/feeds/110868766331467007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10909207&amp;postID=110868766331467007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10909207/posts/default/110868766331467007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10909207/posts/default/110868766331467007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-rebellion.blogspot.com/2005/02/these-things-happen-when-you-live-in.html' title='These Things Happen When You Live In A Small Town'/><author><name>pink_rebellion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17833660230110594202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
