<?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-14558358</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:49:50.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexiness</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gordeerulez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14558358/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gordeerulez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gordee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02449759108686131254</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-14558358.post-112179588531843197</id><published>2005-07-19T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T10:58:05.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Face.</title><content type='html'>You know what's unhealthy? Checking little kids out is definitely unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;I don't check out little kids, so I think I'm safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love stickers, I used to have a sticker collection when I was a young tot. (ahehe) So, if you'd like to buy me some stickers that would be just greeeeaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was one of those people who got inspired by music, art, and people. I don't really get 'inspired' by anything, or at least I don't feel like I do.  I want to be able to apprieciate things, instead of looking past all the good only to find faults.  On a different, but similar note... I think we can all agree that self-respect is one of the most important things for survival. I've just been thinking about it a lot lately, and if you don't have respect for yourself... then how are you going to get anywhere in life? Now that I've preached it I should start to follow my own advice, I mean you've gotta start somewhere. It's not hard for me to tell other people what to do, but when it comes to myself I fail at self-disciplin.. no matter how hard I try to pretend I don't. It seems the more I let everything going on around me bother me, the less I do the things I planned on making myself do this summer.  I don't know my point in writting this all down (not that I need  a point), but I guess it feels good to try and put it all together. It also feels okay, because I don't think anyone really reads this anyways. I haven't really figured blogger or blogspot or whatever out yet, but I have a feeling I won't post too much anyways. I  guess I really like to say 'anyways.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that was definitely a high point for today. 'Writing my feelings down on an online journal'&lt;br /&gt;*check*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it begins begins begins begins begins...&lt;br /&gt;(It was fun to say?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14558358-112179588531843197?l=gordeerulez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gordeerulez.blogspot.com/feeds/112179588531843197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14558358&amp;postID=112179588531843197' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14558358/posts/default/112179588531843197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14558358/posts/default/112179588531843197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gordeerulez.blogspot.com/2005/07/your-face.html' title='Your Face.'/><author><name>Gordee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02449759108686131254</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14558358.post-112158282059338668</id><published>2005-07-16T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T23:47:00.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, I wrote my whole profile deal on here, and the 'about me' part was "too long" fuck that. So I will just post it. I mean, i took so long to write it, I don't see why not?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;\I'm pretty much never satisfied, except when I'm with Ian. I've recently grown a immense dislike with today's society. If I had the choice, me and Ian would be the only one's around... but I don't so I'm just...unhappy. Never tell me 'things will be alright.' I don't like it. Your interpretation of 'alright' is probably different than mine, anyways. Most of my 'friends' make fun of me, so I just turn around and shove it right back up their asses. I've never actually wrote an 'about me' about my personality. I've pretty much lost interest in everything I love, because I dwell on the past too much. There's probably nothing you can do about that. I don't really like to eat meat. Occasionally I will eat a turkey sub at Subway, but other than that I don't feast upon farm animals. I really enjoy playing World of Warcraft on my shitass compy. I probably have a bad taste in music, but who's to choose what's good? My school blows cock, and I much rather go to a high-class school. Uniforms and disciplin would be nice. My boyfriends pretty much the most amazing thing that's ever happened to me. He's also my bestfriend and I think being/talking to him 24/7 is the healthiest thing for me right now, so fuck off. If any Colleyville girls try to touch my baby I will rip their eyes out with a bowtruckle. Did I mention I'm probably the most jealous person you will ever meet? I even out-jealoused Ian. I want to move. I wish I lived in Ashenvale. I got the new Harry Potter book, and it's glowing. I could go on all night, but I'm sure this thing will screw me over and post half. Did I mention I am currently a Engineer, and a miner? Yeah. For the most part I like to copy or get ideas from my boyfriend. He's the smartest person I know, and I look up to him in everyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14558358-112158282059338668?l=gordeerulez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gordeerulez.blogspot.com/feeds/112158282059338668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14558358&amp;postID=112158282059338668' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14558358/posts/default/112158282059338668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14558358/posts/default/112158282059338668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gordeerulez.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-i-wrote-my-whole-profile-deal-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Gordee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02449759108686131254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14558358.post-112157827335386879</id><published>2005-07-16T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T22:54:03.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gordee and strychy forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3762/1321/1600/omgzords.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3762/1321/320/omgzords.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ian's a cutie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and o-so-pwn3y.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;we&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14558358-112157827335386879?l=gordeerulez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gordeerulez.blogspot.com/feeds/112157827335386879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14558358&amp;postID=112157827335386879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14558358/posts/default/112157827335386879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14558358/posts/default/112157827335386879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gordeerulez.blogspot.com/2005/07/gordee-and-strychy-forever.html' title='gordee and strychy forever.'/><author><name>Gordee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02449759108686131254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
